The atmosphere at the dining table in Wutong Bay was noticeably different from before because of Qiao Wanwan's situation.
"Alright," Old Master Huo said, breaking the silence. "Things have come to this, life goes on, so don't be so gloomy."
"Zhan Yin, go and call Jing Ting again, and tell him to come downstairs for dinner."
"I already ordered, but my uncle said he wasn't hungry, so I didn't dare order any more," Zhan Yin replied.
"Alright then." Old Master Huo shook his head helplessly. "Let's eat first, and then we'll ask the kitchen to make some extra for him later."
"Shujun, Xiao Jiu's emotions have been quite unstable, so please take extra care of her."
Qin Shujun nodded, "Don't worry, Elder Huo, I will do my best to take care of Xiao Jiu."
Xiao Jiu has always been quite attached to Qiao Wanwan. Seeing her lying in bed unable to wake up, he felt very depressed and would sit by Qiao Wanwan's bedside every day, secretly wiping away tears.
Compared to Xiao Jiu, Shi Yi was much stronger. Every day, she spent most of her time asking the Ghost Hand Doctor if there was any progress, and she would stay in the pharmacy and refuse to leave.
Upstairs, Eleven and Little Nine were lying on the edge of the bed in the master bedroom, massaging Qiao Wanwan.
"Daddy, did I massage it well?"
"Daddy, am I using the right amount of force?"
They weren't very strong and their massages weren't very effective, but Zhan Jingting didn't want to deprive them of their right to care for Qiao Wanwan, so he didn't refuse.
“Yes, you did a great job. Mommy can definitely feel it.” Zhan Jingting hugged his two sons. “You are both wonderful. Daddy and Mommy are so proud of you.”
“It’s just that we haven’t grown up yet, we’re not strong enough to protect Mommy.” Eleven looked at Zhan Jingting, “Daddy, I want to learn martial arts so that I can protect Mommy in the future.”
Zhan Jingting smiled and said, "You've already learned Taekwondo. If you master it, you can protect Mommy. The key to learning a skill is to master it, not to have as many as possible."
"I understand, I will definitely practice hard."
"Daddy," Little Nine looked at him with a pitiful expression, "I want to practice too..."
Zhan Jingting patted his head and said, "Your body hasn't reached the requirements for training, so you need to rest for a while longer."
Eleven has already undergone a blood transfusion, escaping the misfortune of the Zhan family, and can now live and study like a normal child.
However, Xiao Jiu still had an illness, and Qiao Wanwan did not allow him to engage in strenuous exercise.
"Okay then, once I'm better, I'll protect Mommy with my brother too."
"Okay," Zhan Jingting said, "That concludes today's massage. You should go downstairs for dinner."
"Um."
The two children kissed Qiao Wanwan on the cheek before holding hands and going downstairs.
"Wanwan, thank you for giving me two such sensible children." Zhan Jingting held Qiao Wanwan's hand. "I know you wouldn't want to miss the children's growth, so please wake up soon, okay?"
There was a sudden knock on the door. Zhan Jingting composed himself and replied, "Come in."
Huo Shiqian entered.
He walked up to Zhan Jingting and asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"
"I'm not hungry, I'll eat later." Zhan Jingting put Qiao Wanwan's hand back under the covers, got up and said, "Come here for a moment, I have something to tell you."
The two of them arrived at the terrace outside the master bedroom one after the other.
Zhan Jingting sat down on an outdoor chair, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and handed the cigarette case to Huo Shiqian. "Want one?"
"I'm going to play with the kids in a bit, so I'm not smoking anymore."
Zhan Jingting placed the cigarette pack on the coffee table, picked up a lighter, lit a cigarette, and slowly smoked it.
“You rarely smoke,” Huo Shiqian said.
Zhan Jingting exhaled a beautiful smoke ring and smiled faintly, "Wanwan doesn't like me smoking, so I was wondering if she would get angry if she smelled the smoke on me, and if she got angry, would she wake up and scold me?"
Huo Shiqian turned to look at him, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself. The old man also said that Wanwan definitely won't wake up anytime soon. We need to be prepared for a long battle."
“I understand the logic, but I’m different from you. Wanwan is the center of my life.” Zhan Jingting took a drag of his cigarette, his deep voice slightly hoarse. “Before, when I went to work at Dijin Group every day, my biggest expectation wasn’t how big or good the group would become, but that I would be able to see Wanwan when I got home from get off work.”
“She would occasionally come to see me at the company. On the surface, I would remain calm, but inside I was overjoyed, as if I had received an extra reward. During the time I was trapped in the plane crash, I was in great pain, even feeling like I was living a life worse than death. It was Wanwan who kept me going. As long as I could be with her, I was willing to endure any amount of pain.”
"So now, my feelings are different from yours. You can continue to have your own lives, but I don't. As long as Wanwan doesn't wake up, my world is dark and gloomy."
“I know you are the person who loves Wanwan the most in this world, but Wanwan wants you to be happy the most, so I don’t want you to make things too difficult for yourself.” Huo Shiqian’s eyes were filled with coldness. “You are not the one who should bear the blame for this mistake.”
After Zhan Jingting finished his cigarette and stubbed it out in the ashtray, he said, "You don't need to rush to torture Wen Lijing."
“He has harmed Wanwan to this extent, he deserves to die, and my torment of him is too lenient.”
"He certainly doesn't deserve to die, but I still have a use for him. Otherwise, do you think I would let him live so easily?"
"What use is Wen Lijing..." Huo Shiqian had barely finished speaking when he suddenly realized something. "He's one of the few people who has connections with the mastermind. Are you trying to use him to expose the mastermind?"
Zhan Jingting remained noncommittal, "Besides Zhan Xiuwen, it's him."
Huo Shiqian analyzed, "But the mastermind is too deeply hidden, and Wen Lijing is a dying man. He is undoubtedly a pawn to be discarded. If it were me, I would never contact him again to avoid exposing myself."
"If you were Wen Lijing, would you be content with that?"
"What do you mean?" Huo Shiqian frowned. "Is it that you're unwilling to die like this, and want to do something before you die?"
"Based on my understanding of Wen Lijing, he has two choices. First, he hates me to the bone and will try to take me down with him before he dies. Second, he regrets what happened to Wanwan and wants to make amends, and the only way he can make amends to Wanwan is to find out who is behind it all."
Huo Shiqian nodded. "What you said makes sense, but if he chooses the first option and dies with you, he'll skip over the mastermind. How will you use him then?"
Zhan Jingting curled his lips, “It’s not easy to take me down with you. You either need people or money. The Wen Group has gone bankrupt. He has neither people nor money. At this critical juncture, who do you think would pay him to go against me? The only support he can find is this mastermind behind the scenes.”
"That's right. This person used Xiao Jiu to take a lot of money from the Dijing Group. Plus, he can kidnap you and the child, so he must have plenty of manpower. Asking him for help is the best option for Wen Lijing. As long as Wen Lijing contacts that person, we have a chance to follow the clues and find him. So you've already planned this, right?"
Just as Zhan Jingting was about to speak, his brow suddenly furrowed, and he turned his head sharply, "Who!"
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