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Therefore, given Wen Yu's academic excellence, self-discipline, and perseverance, her future will be increasingly smooth, like a brocade, with everything going smoothly. As for him, if he continues to be with her, he will only be a burden to her.
Life is hard, and everyone has their struggles. Why should he be like a boulder, dragging her down for life?
Ahead, there are better men waiting for her—men of similar age, with similar interests, from respectable backgrounds, of noble status, and so on.
He's a useless old man, he doesn't deserve such a good girl!
Therefore, Lin Tingfeng gritted his teeth, put his phone back in his pocket, parked the car, and went into the human resources department of a foreign company to begin his interview for a senior management position.
From then on, he was no longer the president of the Lin Group, but an employee.
But this is good, it's the start of a new life.
These days, his mother keeps asking him why Ye Wenyu hasn't come to see him, but he always remains silent and doesn't answer.
The whole story, from the beginning until now, has been kept from the old woman, so there's no need to tell her and make her worry.
As time passed, the two lost contact and disappeared from each other's lives, like two parallel lines that would never intersect again. Although Ye Wenyu still texted or called him every few days, Lin Tingfeng saw the messages but didn't reply.
His heart seemed to be made of iron and rubber, gradually losing its sense of pain. Lin Tingfeng grew up in hardship and pain, and his self-control was originally better than that of ordinary people.
That day, Lin Tingfeng came home from get off work and suddenly felt a severe stomachache. He was covered in sweat and rolled on the ground in pain, groaning in agony. It was Zhang Ma, who came in to deliver fruit, who noticed him and called a car to take him to the hospital in the middle of the night.
Upon arriving at the hospital and entering the emergency room, the doctor discovered a huge tumor in his abdomen that was growing rapidly after a series of examinations. After reviewing Lin Tingfeng's medical history, the doctor suspected that it was cancer metastasis and decided to cut open the tumor for further testing.
Upon hearing the result, Lin Tingfeng gave a bitter smile, as if he had been thrown into a giant wooden box, and then God slammed the lid shut. Fate had truly been kind to him! He had been blessed with cancer again, and now he deeply understood that asking Xiaoyu to leave him was an extremely wise decision!
He kept this news to himself and didn't tell anyone.
The hospital arranged for him to have surgery.
On the day Lin Tingfeng decided to have surgery, he went to the hospital alone. He didn't tell his mother, fearing she would worry, and he also instructed Zhang Ma, who knew all about his condition, not to tell the old lady.
The sky was overcast that day, as if it was about to rain. The whole world seemed like a heavy lead plate. Lin Tingfeng sometimes thought that rather than suffering from the torment of the disease, he might as well find a place to commit suicide and end it all.
But seeing his mother's hair turning whiter day by day, and knowing that he was her only remaining relative, he dared not be unfilial or selfish.
The wind blew against him in gusts, like ice water being poured over his head.
His heart was heavy, and the pain in his heart was indescribable. The disease had tormented him to the point of near death, and he was as thin as a sheet of paper, extremely weak.
With the surgery date fast approaching, Zhang Ma, who had been a servant in the Lin family her whole life and had watched Lin Tingfeng grow up, felt not only the affection of a master and servant but also the love of an elder for a younger generation. The old lady was unable to lift a finger or carry a load, and had lived like a porcelain doll her whole life, requiring Zhang Ma to take care of her every need. Therefore, she was unable to go to the hospital to take care of the young master who was undergoing surgery. So, who could take care of him?
Zhang Ma was anxiously thinking, like an ant on a hot pan. When the surgery time arrived the next day, and Lin Tingfeng drove to the hospital alone, Zhang Ma finally thought of someone: Ye Wenyu!
As if she had discovered a new continent, Zhang Ma hurriedly went to find the old lady.
She found Zhang Xiaohong, and the old lady was staring blankly at the garden outside the window, like a puppet. Zhang Ma asked her for Ye Wenyu's phone number. Zhang Xiaohong asked her what was wrong, and Zhang Ma said evasively, "Nothing, it's just that Miss Ye hasn't come for a long time, and I miss her a bit. I wanted to call her and chat casually."
Zhang Xiaohong sighed and said slowly to Zhang Ma, "Yes, I also find it strange. Tingfeng clearly likes that girl very much. That girl is also a good person, pretty and smart. But why do they suddenly seem to have stopped contacting each other?" She frowned slightly and continued to stare blankly at the flowers outside the window.
Since her son's divorce, Zhang Xiaohong had been hoping for Lin Tingfeng's remarriage. Her last visit to the mental hospital for treatment was accompanied and persuaded by Ye Wenyu. After that visit, she gained a deeper understanding of Ye Wenyu, so Zhang Xiaohong no longer opposed the marriage and even eagerly anticipated their wedding.
Since the old man died, the whole family has scattered and left, leaving the house too desolate, like a tomb or a morgue. She desperately hopes that the house will become lively again soon.
But Miss Ye hasn't come for a long time, and every time she asks her son about it, Lin Tingfeng always refuses to answer.
So Zhang Xiaohong was always puzzled. She had one question after another in her mind. Recently, her son had been going out frequently, and sometimes she would only see him once in a long while. Zhang Xiaohong was very angry. She thought that her husband was dead, and she only had her son as her family. But this child was becoming less and less concerned about her.
Sometimes life is really meaningless.
She had no idea that Lin Tingfeng had such a terrible disease.
Zhang Xiaohong grumbled about Lin Tingfeng's lack of filial piety, then gave Ye Wenyu's phone number to her mother and said, "It would be good for you to talk to her. Ask her why she doesn't come over anymore; I miss her quite a bit."
Hearing this, Zhang Ma felt a pang of sadness. Although Zhang Xiaohong was her master, seeing the old lady's current condition still saddened Zhang Ma.
Alas, what's the use of having so much money? Her husband cheated on her when she was young. Later, she raised her son alone outside the home. When her son became successful, he brought her back to the Lin family, and from then on, she became the first wife. She spent her whole life in the Lin family, her position as immovable as Mount Tai. But when the master was dying, he still left one-third of his property to his concubine, leaving the first wife with nothing. It's said that she suffered from mental illness when she was young, and now she often sits alone in a daze, her expression absent-minded. In short, she is very pitiful.
When Zhang Ma thought about how she had a warm home, a loving husband, and two healthy children, she felt that she was happier than the First Madam.
At this moment, the First Madam was unaware that her only son had stomach cancer, had already undergone surgery, and that the cancer might have metastasized!
At such a young age, he actually contracted such a terrible disease. I hope the young master is alright, otherwise, the madam will surely not survive either. The young master repeatedly instructed her not to tell the old madam about his illness, so Zhang Ma did not reveal the truth. She asked for Ye Wenyu's phone number, returned to her servants' room, closed the door, and called Ye Wenyu.
At that time, Ye Wenyu was already working at the court, but she had not yet been formally hired, so she was very careful in her work.
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