Chapter 341 He Never Wanted to See Xia Yunshu Again

Wang Ziru's stubbornness came out. She turned around suddenly and glared at the man she respected for the first time: "Han Suijing, do you hope Xia Yunshu can return to Dali as soon as possible?"

"No, it's not." It was the first time that Han Suijing saw her angry. Her dark almond-shaped eyes were filled with aggrieved and angry feelings, and his shadow was reflected in them.

His eyes softened, and he looked down at the little woman leaning against his chest and said, "...No one knows that Xia Yunshu was once Big Brother's secret lover."

"What did you say? Xia Yunshu, who was the matchmaker for the Duan family, was the girlfriend of Big Brother Tingzhang?" Wang Ziru was completely shocked by the news. She left the man's chest with her soft body and looked into his slightly lowered brows. "So, did you break up later?"

Han Suijing did not look into his wife's eyes, and said in a low voice, "Something happened to Xia Yunshu. Until now, I still can't explain clearly what their relationship is."

He was right. Yun Province was so far away from Beijing, how could he know what happened between them later?

"So, big brother, do you still love Xia Yunshu? You can ask clearly about this." Wang Ziru grabbed the man's hand and shook it hard.

She subconsciously thought that if Xia Yunshu was the girl Han Tingzhang liked, how could she give her to a man from the Duan family?

Given Han Tingzhang's hot temper, how could he agree to this?

But this matter is still a little strange. Wang Ziru couldn't figure it out, and looked directly at the man, "Han Suijing, look up at me. No, since she is my brother's ex-girlfriend, why can't you tell me, do you like Xia Yunshu too?"

"Nonsense." Han Suijing turned away and pretended to lie down to sleep. "Go to sleep. It's getting late. We will go back to the special forces early tomorrow morning."

He was a hot-blooded man, and when he saw her clear eyes for the first time, his heart began to panic.

After turning off the lights, the two of them lay side by side facing each other.

Wang Ziru's hand touched the man's face in the dark, "Are you hiding something from me?"

"no."

"I will call big brother tomorrow and talk about this. If it's a girl that big brother really likes and cares about, let's help him." Wang Ziru pushed the man's chest with her hand.

Han Tingzhang was very kind to her, and President Han and his wife had always wanted to marry their three sons to ladies from prominent families.

During the day in the hospital, I heard that the Xia family is a scholarly family in Dali. This kind of family is exactly what President Han and his wife like.

After a while, it seemed that my wife's breathing was even.

Han Suijing turned sideways, with his back to his wife, half of his face resting on the thin quilt. He slowly opened his dark eyes. At this moment, he was more awake than ever.

In fact, he never wanted to see Xia Yunshu again, and he didn't want him to see his wife and son.

As long as they are not in Kunming, there is no chance for the two to meet...

My mind was in a mess and I thought for half the night before I fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Han Suijing had just gotten up to get his two children to wash and dress when Guo Peisong, the manager of the cotton textile factory, was already waiting outside the Han family's door.

Song Jian left the dormitory and when he arrived at Han's house, he saw a middle-aged man squatting outside the gate smoking, and a bicycle was parked at the door.

"Are you saying that you want to invite your sister-in-law to your factory?" After understanding the whole story, Song Yan was not sure whether his sister-in-law was sincere about wanting to help the cotton spinning factory the day before or was just trying to please her.

Han Suijing heard the voices outside, went downstairs, opened the door, and saw Guo Peisong. He immediately understood what was going on.

He thought that since his wife had promised to help the cotton textile factory, he should let her give it a try. Otherwise, the cotton textile factory would not have the money to compensate Commander Duan, and this would still be a problem.

Back upstairs, in the dim bedroom, the curtains fluttered, he approached quietly, and his wife showed no sign of waking up.

He stood in front of the bed, slowly sat down, and gently stroked his wife's facial features with his fingers, but his mind had already drifted far away.

"Hmm..." Wang Ziru felt the man sitting in front of her. She reached out and grabbed his fingers, and asked dazedly: "Go take care of the two children first, let me sleep for a while."

Han Suijing lowered his head and gazed at his wife's sleeping face, a long silk pillow placed behind him, gently resting on her cheek, his eyes filled with unmelting tenderness.

After a while, he leaned over to whisper in her ear: "Guo Peisong from the cotton textile factory is here."

After a long while, Wang Ziru rubbed her eyes and stretched out her two arms from under the quilt. "You still have to rely on me."

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Ziru got up, washed up, and ran downstairs. She saw Guo Peisong sitting in the living room, playing with two cute little babies.

"Mom, uncle is looking for you." Baoer said quickly when he saw his mother coming down.

Wang Ziru greeted Guo Peisong and spent five minutes getting a brief understanding of the cotton spinning factory's product structure. Finally, she said, "We have to go back to the special forces today. Let's hurry up and go to your factory now."

"Okay, okay! Thank you so much, Comrade Ziru," Guo Peisong, who was so poor that he couldn't even stand up straight, said a lot of nice words and thanked Han Suijing repeatedly, then rode his bicycle back to the cotton spinning factory.

Han Suijing cooked egg noodles. The family of four ate the noodles and packed their luggage into the car.

Lock the door and go to the cotton mill first.

When they arrived at the cotton spinning factory, Guo Peisong had just returned to the factory and was standing at the gate waiting. When he met Wang Ziru, he felt like he had grabbed a life-saving straw and politely welcomed her into the factory.

Han Suijing and his two children waited in the car for a while, and asked the security guard at the door to pass on a message, saying that they were going to the hospital and would come back to pick up the children's mother later.

When we arrived at the hospital, Duan Sui-li was helping a patient wash up. He was holding a porcelain basin in his hand and catching the toothpaste foam that the patient spat out while rinsing his mouth.

"Uncle, Commander." Han Suijing stood quietly at the door of the ward and greeted.

"Sui Jing? You're here so early?" Duan Suili turned his head to look at the strong man who appeared outside the ward. He was a little disappointed when he didn't see Wang Ziru. "Come in."

Han Suijing nodded, walked into the ward calmly, and asked about his boss's recovery.

The grumpy boss woke up in the morning and was still refreshed. He snorted and glanced at his subordinate with sharp eyes, "Why, you still don't know my situation?"

Han Suijing smiled faintly with a handsome face, feeling amused in his heart, "You don't allow other people to enter your ward, who would know that?"

But he also guessed that his boss was concerned about the work of the special forces and would definitely give him instructions on the work there.

"Yesterday, Ziru came home and said that the commander had some work to discuss with me?"

"You have to hurry up with the special forces." Commander Duan stroked his short stubble with his fingers, and his slightly magnetic voice rang out, "You know how Old Xu works. If you don't urge him, he will just drag you along."

Han Suijing nodded: "Okay."

"Last time you said you wanted to apply for the construction of dormitories. You should keep an eye on the approval result. Don't expect Old Xu to give you the result on his own initiative." After a pause, Commander Duan narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Call Shangjing and ask if the application submitted last time for the nationwide recruitment of special forces has been approved."

"I will arrange these things after I return."

"Well," Commander Duan put his hand on his forehead and thought for a moment before saying, "If there is nothing else, you don't have to go back to Kun City for the time being. I don't have any other problems here, and it won't take up your time running around."

Han Suijing was a little surprised to hear his boss say this in person.

Last night, he clearly heard his wife muttering that they might have to go back to Kunming in a few days to remove the commander's stitches.

It seems that after this car accident, he has thought a lot while lying in the hospital ward, and has figured out some things. This is very good, and he and his wife can live a peaceful life from now on.

Han Suijing stayed in the ward for about a quarter of an hour, then went out, said hello to Duan Suili and left the hospital.

After leaving the hospital and getting in the car, Baoer asked, "Dad, is Commander Uncle recovered?"

"Commander uncle was injured in a car accident. He has a wound on his chest. He needs to stay in the hospital and be taken care of by doctors and nurses for a while." Han Suijing touched his son's concerned little face with pity.

On the top floor of the inpatient department, Duan Suili's tall figure stood at the corridor, his dark eyes watching the car downstairs slowly driving away.

When Mr. Duan came up with the lunch box, he saw his youngest son with one hand on his chest, a cigarette tucked into his hand, a rare sight.

"What are you standing outside smoking so early in the morning? Where's Duan Yanzhi? Is he feeling better?" Mr. Duan frowned. He always felt that his youngest son was just slacking off by accompanying the patient in the hospital and was not taking good care of his eldest grandson.

It seems that the burden of taking care of his eldest grandson can only fall on this old man.

Duan Suili turned his handsome face and said, "Dad, you're here just in time. Go in and take care of Duan Yanzhi while he eats breakfast. I'll be out for a while."

Just now, Duan Suili did not ask Wang Ziru why she did not come to the hospital.

After some thought, he decided to see her anyway, so after getting in the car, he told the driver to wait at the fork in the road leading out of the city.

Wang Ziru still admires Guo Peisong's brain very much.

Not only did he invite two experienced tailors from a clothing factory with which he had business dealings to the cotton spinning factory, he also saved Wang Ziru the trouble of running back and forth between the two factories.

He cleared a conference room and took Wang Ziru and the old master to visit the cloth warehouse of the cotton spinning factory.

Then let them go to the meeting room to discuss the tailoring of new clothes...

After a delay, it was two hours later that Han Suijing received the call from his wife.

The car drove out of the street of the cotton textile factory. Han Suijing put his arm through his wife's shoulders, held her close to his chest, and asked softly, "How is the cotton textile factory? Did you help them?"

"Of course there are. We got them some fashionable skirts and shirts. If all goes well, they can soon have their own clothes sold in stores." Wang Ziru smiled lazily, leaning on the man's shoulder.

Two cute little babies were sitting in the car, chattering and playing with their toys.

The car was about to drive out of the urban area of ​​Kun City when suddenly, Song Jian said, "Leader, the Duan family's car is parked on the side of the road ahead. It seems that Master Jiu is waiting for us."

In the back seat, the young couple were leaning against each other and chatting. Upon hearing this, they both sat up straight.

Han Suijing also saw Duan Suili standing on the roadside not far ahead.

"Is there anything else I want to tell you?" Han Suijing had this thought in his mind, and he held his wife's hand with his warm hand and guessed.

"Didn't you see him when you went to the hospital this morning?" Wang Ziru didn't know what else Duan Suili had to say, but when she thought about the extremely underdeveloped communication in that era, she thought that maybe he had something to tell her about the company.

The car stopped by the roadside and the couple got out one after another.