Grandpa Su stood by the glass window of his villa, gazing at the lawn ahead. Lost in thought, he remained motionless for a long while.
Grandpa Su asked the people around him, "What happened to the president? What did the hospital say?"
Grandpa Su: He only has one grandson, and even God made him seriously ill. I don't know if it's because he did too many bad things and is being punished or what.
Ning Bo lowered his head slightly in response.
"Master, the young master's condition is not optimistic."
Upon hearing this, Old Master Su closed his eyes.
Concerned about his health, Uncle Ning quickly offered words of comfort.
"Grandpa, you must take care of your health." The Su family only has one son, but unfortunately he is frail and sickly, and now he has cancer. The Su family is truly miserable.
Despite his frail health, President Su handled company affairs in his office.
After a busy day, he dragged his tired body home.
"Dad, I'm home."
Sitting on the sofa, Grandpa Su looked at his son with heartache.
"Sit down and rest for a while."
Wang Ma quickly poured a cup of hot tea. "Sir, please have some hot tea."
After drinking the hot tea, Su Ningrong sighed deeply and looked at her father.
"Dad, we need to make plans as soon as possible."
Grandpa Su's wrinkled hands were folded in his lap. He understood what his son meant.
"well……"
Suning Rong reiterated his thoughts.
“Let Zimo go home. The company needs him, and a grandson is still a grandson. My second sister said that Zimo has someone he likes. After they get married, let them have two more children, and one of them should take the surname Su.”
Grandpa Su took a deep breath and glanced at his son.
"Let me think about it some more." He was afraid that making a decision at this time would hurt his grandson's feelings.
Su Ningrong pursed her lips.
"dad……"
Grandpa Su raised his hand to stop his son from saying anything more.
"Go upstairs and rest for a while."
He then went upstairs to rest, unaware that Old Master Su had been sitting in the living room for quite some time.
In a VIP ward at the hospital, Su Lielong, who had been bedridden for many years, woke up and stared at the sky outside the window.
Thinking of how he had been ill for so many years and how his father's hair had turned completely white, he couldn't help but close his eyes in pain.
Qin Ziming was somewhat surprised when he received the call from his older brother.
"Brother?" Why are you calling him all of a sudden?
Su Lielong forced himself to speak.
"How are things inside?"
Qin Ziming didn't understand what his elder brother meant.
"fine."
Hearing this, Su Lielong felt a pang of sadness. He had lived a short life that he had failed himself, and even more so, his grandfather and father.
After hanging up the phone, Qin Ziming felt uneasy. Realizing she hadn't contacted Shiyi for a few days, Qin Ziming sent her a WeChat message.
"Are you there?"
Shen Shiyi, who had just finished dealing with her business, heard a WeChat notification, took out her phone, and saw that it was from Zi Mo.
"Just finished."
Qin Ziming smiled gently.
"How have you considered what I told you?"
He started to feel nervous as he said those words.
Shen Shiyi's hand, which was about to reply to the message, suddenly froze in mid-air.
Shen Shiyi: She put that matter out of her mind.
Seeing that there was no reply on WeChat for a long time, Qin Ziming roughly understood what was going on.
"Poetry Memories, between us..."
He hesitated to speak again.
After this incident, the two did not contact each other for half a month, and Qin Ziming was somewhat hurt.
Sophie and Chen Shiyi secretly inquired about Qin Ziming's whereabouts. She felt that the two were very suitable for each other and did not want them to miss out.
"Shiyi, Aunt Su thinks you and Zimo are a good match, so don't miss this opportunity."
Shen Shiyi was stunned when she saw Su Yi's message on WeChat.
Shen Shiyi: Even Aunt Su thought they were a good match?
For several days in a row, she kept dreaming about Qin Ziming. Even more bizarrely, she dreamed of getting married at a wedding, which startled her awake.
Shen Shiyi: Why did I dream about him again?
When Qin Ziming was resting, he went to Shen Shiyi's house. Qu Sao opened the door and warmly invited him in.
"Mr. Qin, please come in."
Hearing the commotion, the two children inside ran out and, upon seeing Qin Ziming, hugged his legs.
Gu Niansi's sweet voice rang out.
"Uncle Qin, what brings you here?"
Qin Ziming bent down and picked her up.
"Come see our beautiful little princess Niannian and little brother Fanfan!"
Gu Niansi lowered her head shyly after being praised by him. Qin Ziming gently flicked the tip of her nose, and the little girl giggled. Holding the little girl, Qin Ziming sat down on the sofa, and Shen Zhifan followed. Qin Ziming lifted Shen Zhifan onto his other lap, and Shen Zhifan giggled.
Shen Zhifan, who was small in stature but had a sharp mind, suddenly spoke up.
"Uncle Qin, are you going to marry Mom?"
Qin Ziming and Aunt Qu were both stunned.
Seeing that the adults remained silent, Shen Zhifan looked directly at them.
Qin Ziming looked intently at the two children.
"Fanfan, Niannian, would you be willing if Uncle Qin became your father?"
A child's world is simple; perhaps he shouldn't ask.
"willing."
"willing."
Qin Ziming was taken aback and looked at the two of them in surprise.
"Are you willing?"
The two nodded in unison.
Seeing how well the two children understood each other, Aunt Qu couldn't help but chuckle and tease them.
"You two are acting like you planned this."
The two children grinned.
Qin Ziming spent the afternoon playing with them before going home for dinner.
The moment I stepped into the room, I immediately felt much more relaxed.
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