"Everything you want is in here."
Han Weidong pushed a small USB flash drive in front of Fu Heng, "This is the only thing I can do for her."
He stood up, put on his hat and mask again, and his eyes seemed to be red when he lowered his head.
"I'm leaving to be an exchange student in the capital. I'm afraid I won't be able to protect her anymore. I hope you can help me tell her: Thank you."
"Okay." Fu Heng nodded in agreement.
He handed a check to the other party without allowing it to be refused: "Don't refuse it, this is what you deserve."
After saying that, he immediately stood up, put a bill on the table, and left quickly.
"Mr. Fu!"
Han Weidong was stuffed with a check before he could react. When he came to his senses, he immediately chased after her, but was caught by the proprietress who reacted faster.
"Young man, auntie hasn't given you the change yet, why are you running away? How come you young people don't take money seriously? You can't be so careless..."
The proprietress kept muttering. Han Weidong wanted to get rid of her, but he failed because he didn't dare to use force.
In the end, he could only watch Fu Heng's car disappear from his sight.
Grabbing his hair in annoyance, Han Weidong couldn't help spitting on himself in his heart.
He was obviously here to help, how could he take other people's money.
But...
looking at the check in his hand, his expression changed several times, and finally settled on gratitude.
As an orphan who can only rely on the help of kind people to barely support his studies and life.
This money is a timely rain for him now.
After holding the check tightly, Han Weidong struggled for a while, and then slowly put the thin paper into his pocket.
This money is just a loan from him, and when he has money in the future, he will definitely pay it back double!
***
"Qingqing, this way." The arm that had been raised high was swaying in the middle of the booth.
"Lanlan." Qingqing carefully identified it and finally saw Han Weilan's figure. She immediately smiled and walked over quickly.
The table was already filled with various delicacies. Qingqing sat down casually in the empty seat opposite, and her eyes shifted from Han Weilan to the little boy beside her.
"Han Jincheng, call someone."
Seeing that the little boy didn't say a word, Han Weilan immediately said to him with a fierce face: "You can't be impolite."
"I'm not impolite, I'm just thinking about whether to call her sister or aunt." She was used to bickering with Han Weilan in the past. In front of Han Jingcheng, the former sister, now the biological mother, had no prestige at all.
Indeed, if it was based on the previous status of Han's younger brother, even if the age gap was a bit big, Han Jincheng had to call Qingqing sister.
But now that his sister has become his mother, his seniority will naturally drop, so he has to call her aunt.
Han Weilan was choked by her son, and before she could regroup and continue to establish her prestige, Han Jincheng gave her another blow.
"Also, you forgot again. My last name is Wen Jincheng now, not Han."
Han Weilan touched her nose and smiled guiltily, "I forgot." The brat
knew that she had a bad memory.
"Forget it, I don't expect you to do anything serious. Let the pretty sister across the street decide what to call you."
Sighing like a little adult, Wen Jincheng often felt that he was taking care of his mother, not his mother.
This generation of adults is really hard to take care of.
"Hahahaha...your son is so cute."
Qingqing was amused by the rich and funny expression of this little guy, and laughed so hard that she almost laughed her stomach off.
"Stop laughing, the title issue has not been resolved yet."
Han Weilan rolled her eyes at Qingqing rudely, but her eyes were too charming, so the eye roll looked like a flirt.
The boy at the next table glanced at her.
"Call me sister, your son has already decided for me."
It must be said that Qingqing felt happy when she was called sister.
"Get lost, you are already old, why call me sister? Son, call me auntie, don't let others take advantage of your mother."
Qingqing put away her smile in a second, glared at her best friend and said, "I'll give you a chance to reorganize your language."
"Then my only choice is to give up my rights."
Han Weilan was not afraid of death and provoked Qingqing, who was so angry that she grabbed the strawberry pudding in front of her and gave it to her in one bite.
"Ah! This is the last strawberry pudding left in this store!"
Han Weilan wailed like a foodie and immediately tried to grab Qingqing's mango pudding. Qingqing immediately raised the pudding high and refused to give it to Han Weilan.
The two women quarreled over a small matter, and most of the customers in the store were talking, and their voices were no less than theirs, otherwise they would definitely be complained.
Wen Jincheng, who witnessed everything, sighed tiredly.
It turned out that his mother took him out to play not to help his father take care of the baby, but to find a guardian for her husband's wife.
After laughing for a while, Qingqing and Han Weilan tacitly returned to the topic.
Han Weilan handed a transfer report to
Qingqing.
"I have checked for you. You guessed it right. There is someone behind Han Dayu who has been providing him with financial support."
She said, how could that bastard get the money to do so many things after being in prison for more than ten years?
"I'm sorry, because the bank strictly keeps customer information confidential, we can only find the transfer records received by Han Dayu, but we can't find the source. However, if you ask the police for help, maybe it is possible..."
"Impossible." Qingqing shook her head.
"Since the other party did it, it is impossible to leave such obvious evidence. Even if we really check it, there is a high probability that there is no such account or it is the wrong person."
No one is stupid.
Just seeing that the other party had to go to great lengths to use Han Dayu, a criminal who had a grudge against her for who knows how many years, to even deal with her, it was clear that he or they would never reveal their true colors so easily.
"It's a pleasant surprise to know that someone is targeting me. At least I can be more cautious." I
won't be caught off guard again.
"Okay, if you need help, just call me." Han Weilan said generously.
"OK, I won't be polite to you."
Qingqing is not a hypocritical person. If there is help delivered to her door, she will not refuse it.
"Actually... Qingqing." Han Weilan carefully looked at Qingqing's face.
"Do you really have no memory of this? Do you want to think about it again? In addition to Han Dayu, who else have you offended, the kind of life-and-death feud?"
She knew that Gu Qingqing had basically recovered her memory, so she asked this question.
After hearing this, Qingqing also searched her memory carefully. She recalled every detail of her life from childhood to adulthood, but she found nothing.
Shaking her head in disappointment, Qingqing denied: "No, but it may be that I don't remember it, but now I can only get a blank."
She didn't have a photographic memory, so it was natural for her to forget some things.
Maybe, in a detail that she ignored, the answer was hidden.
"Don't think about it if you can't think of it." Seeing Qingqing's sadness, Han Weilan couldn't help but comfort her first: "Relax, maybe you will suddenly remember it at some unintentional moment."
"That must be a horror movie." Qingqing complained.
Han Weilan was a little amused, but then she thought that Qingqing's complaints were not unreasonable, so she put away her smile and looked at her worriedly: "How about... I hire two more bodyguards for you?"
"Come on." Qingqing raised her hand and pointed forward: "Aren't these enough?"
Ada Ashi was sitting in a booth two tables away from them, with a simple smile on her face.
And at the table behind them were two strong men dressed similarly to Ada Ashi.
Han Weilan: "You are traveling as the Queen Mother."
That's why you need all-round protection without blind spots.
But it is undeniable that Han Weilan was relieved when she saw these bodyguards.
"It's best if your safety is guaranteed."
She didn't want to see her friend lying on the hospital bed dying again.
"Mom, you should eat faster. If you waste any more time, you'll be late."
Wen Jincheng looked at the time and began to urge Han Weilan to speed up.
"Are you going anywhere else this afternoon?" Qingqing knew something was up when she saw them like this.
"Yes, I'm going to the hospital." Han Weilan nodded in agreement.
"Going to the hospital?" Qingqing immediately looked at Han Weilan's face nervously: "Are you sick? Or are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"No." Han Weilan glanced at her son beside her, and was a little shy for a rare moment.
Some things are not easy to say in public.
She beckoned Qingqing to come closer to her ear.
"So mysterious?" Qingqing leaned over to listen, and heard Han Weilan whispered: "I feel like vomiting when I smell fishy smells recently, and my period has been delayed for two months."
Since the incident with Wen Jincheng, Han Weilan went to see an old Chinese doctor to take care of her body, so her menstrual period has been regular after the confinement period.
The sudden postponement of the date recently, coupled with her remarriage, makes it hard not to associate it with certain aspects.
We are all experienced people, there is nothing we don't understand.
Qingqing covered her mouth in surprise, and her shocked eyes kept looking at Han Weilan's belly.
Unexpectedly, a little life was born here so soon.
"Does the father know? Why did he let you go to the hospital alone? Also, you are an elderly pregnant woman, right? Did the doctor tell you how to protect the fetus?"
Faced with the questions that popped up like laser guns, Han Weilan was helpless and could only patiently explain them to her one by one.
"I'm not sure yet, so I didn't tell him. I thought I would go to the hospital first and wait until I'm really pregnant."
As for the problem of elderly pregnant women, Han Weilan was not without worries, but since she was pregnant, she couldn't abort it.
She also wanted a well-behaved, cute and beautiful daughter.
Fortunately, modern medicine is so advanced, in fact, as long as she takes good care of her body, there will be no problem.
Qingqing, who was originally quite anxious, changed her expression and showed a bit of teasing: "You said you didn't like him, but now you show this expression. Who do you want to kill?"
She sincerely hopes that Han Weilan can find a husband who truly loves him and whom she likes.
Although the two of them had some twists and turns before, they finally got married.
"Humph." Hearing the teasing in Qingqing's words, Han Weilan couldn't refute it, so she could only snort proudly to show her dissatisfaction.
"Do you need someone to accompany you? I happen to have nothing to do in the afternoon, so I can go to the hospital with you."
To be honest, Qingqing was a little worried about Wen Jincheng taking care of Han Weilan alone with a child.
"If it doesn't interfere with your business, it's fine."
Han Weilan really wanted to find someone to accompany her. She didn't like going to the hospital alone.
Now that Qingqing took the initiative to bring it up, she just went along with it.
It's best to go to the hospital early.
After making the decision, Qingqing quickly filled her stomach, and then hurriedly pulled Han Weilan into the car.
She was so nervous that she didn't dare to let Han Weilan drive by herself. She simply asked A Da to drive her car back to Han's house, and she got in her car with several other bodyguards.
Registering, queuing, consulting, doing tests, waiting for reports...
After going through these procedures, it would take at least three or four hours to get out of the hospital.
Waiting was a bit boring, so Qingqing just got up and walked around.
Opposite the obstetrics and gynecology department is the inpatient department, just across a corridor.
Qingqing strayed to that side unconsciously, and was about to turn around and walk back when she inadvertently saw a familiar figure.
Her back stiffened, and her mind went blank.
When he came to his senses, he found that he had clasped one hand tightly on the armrest of the wheelchair, forcing the other person to stop moving forward.
"This lady...you are..."
The nurse who was pushing the wheelchair was so scared that he dodged to the side, and then he realized that his patient was still in the wheelchair.
He wanted to get closer, but he didn't dare to get close because of the other person's ugly face. But he didn't dare to leave, for fear that this strange woman would harm the patient.
Qingqing ignored the timid male nurse, walked straight to the front of the wheelchair, leaned down, and stared at the man with red eyes.
The other person looked away guiltily, not daring to look directly into Qingqing's eyes that were almost about to cry.
"Look at me." Qingqing spoke hoarsely.
The other person didn't move, she continued: "Look at me..."
Still didn't move.
The two of them were in a stalemate for a while, until the timid nurse finally summoned up the courage to remind the patient in a voice not much louder than a mosquito: "Hey, this lady, the patient's physical therapy time is about to end. If you have anything to
say, can you wait until the treatment is over?" And there are so many people watching here, can't you go back to the ward and talk behind the door?
With her fingertips slightly stiff, Qingqing slowly loosened her hands that were tightly holding the wheelchair.
She stood up, walked around to the back of the wheelchair without saying a word, and made a gesture to help push the wheelchair with her own hands.
The nurse wanted to take back his job, but when he was swept by a pair of cold eyes, he immediately couldn't say anything.
"The therapy room is on the third floor. I'll take you there."
The nurse walked in front of him like a lackey, secretly cursing himself for being lax, and at the same time he couldn't muster up the courage to confront the other party.
He was filled with sorrow.
Which relative had told him that boys who became nurses would not only have high incomes, but also be respected and no one would dare to bully him?
They were all liars.
Ding Dong!
The elevator door opened, and Qingqing, with a cold face, pushed the wheelchair straight to the door of the therapy room.
"Sorry, family members are not allowed to enter.",,..,...:
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