Chapter 49 Chapter 49 Update
Yan Su didn't understand and there was a hint of doubt in her eyes.
However, she soon stopped caring about why the young master was saying a bunch of irrelevant things for no apparent reason.
"Huh?"
Yan Su noticed the abnormal temperature of the young master's hand, and it felt scorching hot when she held it.
She looked at the young master's face and found that his face was abnormally red, his breathing was slightly heavy, and his eyes seemed a little blurry when he looked at her.
Yan Su's heart skipped a beat.
The young master looks like he's about to have another attack, right?
As soon as this thought came to her mind, Yan Su immediately pulled her hand back, stood up, and ran out. "Young Master, hold on. I'll go find Butler Zhao and the doctor."
Wen Muchan felt his head becoming increasingly dizzy and confused, and he didn't hear Yan Su's words clearly.
Seeing that she was about to leave, he subconsciously reached out to grab her.
But she ran too fast.
Wen Muchan's outstretched hand hung in mid-air.
“…”
Where is she going? Isn't she going to confess her feelings to him?
Less than two minutes.
Yan Su followed Butler Zhao and the medical staff back to the top floor.
At this time, Wen Muhan was already in a semi-comatose state.
He closed his eyes and could faintly hear the chaotic and noisy voices.
Occasionally, Yan Su’s words could be heard among these sounds.
Yan Su felt very complicated when she saw the young master sitting in the wheelchair with his eyes closed and obviously fainted.
It seems that Dandan's biological father is even more miserable than her biological mother.
At most, she was just hungry, but after so many years, she had already coexisted with the feeling of hunger.
But Wen Muhan, his biological father, is different. He often gets a high fever and faints, and his body is almost as thin as paper.
Yan Su's sympathy for him reached its peak, and she couldn't help but move closer to him.
Wen Muchan didn't hear Yan Su's voice. His dizzy head became heavier and heavier, and he felt like he was falling down.
Suddenly, he smelled a familiar scent.
Yan Su glanced at the young master's face.
To be honest, the young master was still as charming as ever when he was unconscious, and his face was still so handsome and charming.
As she thought about it, she couldn't help but glance down at the young master's hand on the wheelchair.
Before Yan Su could react, her hand had already reached out.
Then, he was held tightly by the young master who suddenly "came back to life".
Yan Su: “…”
The doctors and nurses were busy with their heads down. She quietly tried to pull her hand out a few times with a little force, but was unable to pull it back.
If the doctors and nurses were not there, she would have suspected that he was pretending to be asleep.
After the doctor's methodical examination, it was finally concluded that Wen Muhan was fine and in good health.
At this time, Wen Muhan had been moved to the bed in the bedroom.
During the entire transfer process, although he was unconscious, he kept holding Yan Su's hand tightly.
Originally, when Butler Zhao saw the young master faint, his first reaction was worry and anxiety due to the habit that had been ingrained in him over the years.
But when he turned around and saw Yan Su standing beside him, the worry in his heart was burst like a bubble.
Now, looking at the two people holding hands, he no longer had any worries.
but.
Butler Zhao asked in confusion, "Since the young master is in good health, why does he keep fainting?"
The doctor wiped his forehead twice, "The young master is gradually recovering, and his body functions have not yet adapted. So fainting due to excessive emotional fluctuations is the body's self-adjustment..."
The doctor said a lot of nonsense.
Butler Zhao listened, nodded from time to time, and an expression of "I understand" appeared on his face.
After a group of people left.
In the bedroom, only Yan Su and Wen Muchan, who was lying peacefully on the bed with his eyes closed, were left.
Yan Su stared at his face for a while, then moved her gaze down to their clasped hands.
The more she looked at it, the more she liked it, and the faster her heart beat.
I don’t know how long it took.
Yan Su noticed that the temperature in the young master's hand gradually returned to normal. She pulled with a little force and finally succeeded in pulling her hand out.
"well."
Yan Su sighed, and when she thought of the test she had made on the young master before he fainted, her face was suddenly filled with sadness.
Forget it, there was no need for her to test whether he was a scumbag or whether he still remembered the original owner.
Given the young master's physical condition, he probably doesn't have the energy to be a scumbag.
It doesn’t matter whether the young master still remembers the original owner, he is just her boss anyway.
She would wait until she had thoroughly investigated the specific situation before considering whether to let Dandan meet him in advance.
Yan Su suddenly felt refreshed.
She kicked out all the related things from her mind, such as "The young master is Dandan's biological father Wen Muchan", "The young master is suspected to be a scumbag", "The young master seems to have no impression of the original owner" and so on.
She picked up her phone and took a look. There were only about ten minutes left before the appointment with the members of the Qingshui Bay Melon Intelligence Team.
She immediately took Jin Yuanbao out.
…
When Yan Su arrived at the melon-eating "base camp", she saw from afar that everyone had already arrived and were gathered together whispering to each other, with expressions of shock, frowns, and glares on their faces.
Mr. Wan next to him was answering the phone.
His hand holding the crutch shook from time to time, his face and neck were red, and he looked like he had eaten a big melon.
Yan Su and Jin Yuanbao immediately ran over and joined the crowd.
When she arrived, Mr. Wan had just hung up the phone.
Yan Su asked excitedly, "Grandpa Wan, are there any new melons?"
The others looked at him.
Mr. Wan stuffed his phone into his pocket and said excitedly, "Over at Xinguang Building in Area B, a group of people from the Zhong family started arguing."
The Zhong family? Could it be that the mystery of snack tycoon Mr. Zhong's new wife, the daughter born from his ex-wife's remarriage, is about to be solved?
A group of people rushed to the Xinguang Building in Area B.
Five minutes later.
As soon as they arrived, they found a group of people gathered somewhere, and faint roars could be heard coming from inside.
Yan Su held Jin Yuanbao's hand and squeezed in with incredible agility.
"Why? Speak up, why on earth? Am I not good enough to you? Why did you betray me?!"
As soon as Yan Su squeezed in, she heard a roar of excitement that made him do splits.
She looked over.
I saw a young man in his early 30s with messy hair and a ferocious face, roaring angrily at a pitiful woman wearing a pure white dress and with red eyes.
Sister Zhen said, "He is Mr. Zhong's third son and one of the potential biological fathers for the child in his stepmother's belly."
Yan Su glanced at his twisted and angry face, which looked like he had been cuckolded, and blinked twice.
"Why? Why are you still entangled with my brother when you already have me? Why on earth?!"
Another young man roared.
He looked to be in his early 20s, and his handsome face was full of pain.
Sister Rong said, "He is Mr. Zhong's youngest son, and one of the potential biological fathers for the child in his stepmother's belly."
The object of the two men's roar, their stepmother, was being held firmly behind a man who looked to be in his 50s in a protective posture.
The man raised the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were clearly full of pride.
Mr. Wan, who had just squeezed in next to a few people, said, "This man is Mr. Zhong's biological brother. He is one of the potential fathers of the child in his fourth sister-in-law's belly."
Yan Su's eyes swept between the four people, and finally looked at the trembling old man Zhong who was supported by his eldest son, and sighed: "This wave of old man Zhong is really miserable."
He has an affair with his new concubine, two sons and younger brother. I'm afraid he will be named one of the Person of the Year in the entire Qingshui Bay Villa District.
Sister Yan: "Who says it's not? Apart from the very cruel old man Chen and his youngest son Chen Baozu, the most popular family recently is the Zhong family."
The others nodded in agreement.
Yan Su lowered her voice: "So, whose child is Mr. Zhong's new concubine's belly?"
Everyone shook their heads.
As to the identity of the baby in Mr. Zhong’s concubine’s belly, the owners of Qingshui Bay have privately formed numerous small groups to discuss the matter, and each group has different guesses.
"Don't fight about it," said Mr. Zhong's younger brother with a smug look on his face. "The baby in Xiaorou's belly is mine."
He said, glancing at the assistant beside him.
The assistant understood and immediately took out several stacks of paternity test reports and distributed them to everyone present.
A portion was also stuffed into Yan Su's hand.
She picked it up and saw that the paternity test clearly stated in black and white that the child in Mr. Zhong's concubine's belly was his biological brother's.
Mr. Zhong and his two sons took a few steps back, their bodies swaying a few times as if they had suffered a great blow.
"Zhong family... hehe."
Suddenly, a sneer mixed with obvious gloating sounded.
A man wearing purple casual clothes, a few purple highlights in his hair, and flip-flops walked out of the crowd.
He put his hands in his pockets and held his head high, his eyes sweeping over the faces of the Zhong family members one by one, and said sarcastically, "Only someone from the Zhong family could do such a thing. Congratulations, Mr. Zhong. You will have a new nephew or niece in the near future."
Mr. Zhong's body was already shaking and trembling all over. When he heard this, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.
"Dad, Dad! What's wrong with you?!"
"Call 120, quick, call 120!!!"
Mr. Zhong’s eldest son roared, “Xie Zhengrong, if anything happens to my dad, I will never let you go!!!”
Xie Zhengrong chuckled.
…
The scene suddenly became chaotic.
When Mr. Zhong fainted, Yan Su and the others had already retreated outside the crowd very experiencedly.
Yan Su glanced at Xie Zhengrong several times.
Seeing Yan Su's curious face, Sister Yu said, "His name is Xie Zhengrong. He's a young man from a branch of the Xie family, one of the four largest CEO families in China."
Yan Su asked: "Does he have a grudge against the Zhong family?"
Everyone else nodded.
Sister Yu replied, "To be precise, Xie Zhengrong and Mr. Zhong's eldest son have a grudge. Three years ago, Xie Zhengrong, then only 23 years old, received a small startup fund from the Xie family and enthusiastically founded a film and television company."
"Xie Zhengrong is a very superstitious person. After he opened his film and television company, he spent a huge sum of money to buy three money trees and two golden fortune cats from the Lingyin Temple, and worshipped them as if they were treasures. After that, his film and television company developed very smoothly. The artists he signed became popular one after another, and the various projects launched by the company also made huge profits, until..."
Sister Yu paused, opened her thermos, took a sip of water to moisten her throat, and continued, "Until one day, all three money trees at Xie Zhengrong's company died, and the two golden fortune cats at the front desk shattered into pieces. Xie Zhengrong was furious, and after checking the surveillance footage, he discovered that it was two assistants to Mr. Zhong's eldest son who had done it. They sneaked around in the middle of the night, one scalding the three money trees to death with hot water, and the other hammering the two fortune cats into pieces with a hammer. Strangely, from that day on, Xie Zhengrong's film and television company began to have problems, and even today, three years later, the bad luck continues."
Yan Su: “…”
No, are all the business wars of you top wealthy families treated so lightly?
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