After thinking about it, I put my phone away and decided to tell her in person when we got to the villa.
He Yaonian would rather see Ming Dai's happy face in person.
However, upon arriving at the villa, they learned that Mingdai's father was ill and that Mingdai had already returned to the Ming family home.
He Yaonian immediately called Mingdai.
Mingdai is in the hospital.
Still shaken, she sat by her father's bedside, while Mo Tingchuan volunteered to pay the fees and handle all the paperwork.
Ming's father suddenly fainted and fell into a coma in his office.
The assistant had trusted Mo Tingchuan a lot over the years, so he informed Mo Tingchuan first before telling Mingdai.
Fortunately, he was taken to the hospital in time. He was temporarily short of oxygen due to insufficient blood supply to his heart, but he is much better now.
Mingdai stared intently at her father, who was in a deep sleep.
It seems that ever since she married Mo Tingchuan, her father has been working like a workaholic, and in just three years, his temples have turned gray.
The pressure of a betting agreement is beyond what an ordinary person can bear.
But her father never complained, nor did he ever say a bad word about her.
He shouldered all the pressure himself, hoping only that the person his daughter was determined to support would bring her happiness and well-being in the future.
"dad……"
Mingdai was filled with remorse; it was she who had caused her father's health to deteriorate to this state.
Ming's father, in his coma, couldn't feel his daughter's pain; otherwise, he would have been heartbroken.
Mo Tingchuan came in after completing the formalities.
Mingdai loathed him so much that she didn't even want to look at him.
Mo Tingchuan was well aware of this, but he was unwilling to remain in this stalemate.
"I just bought dinner, please eat some."
He gently placed the food bag on the bedside table, as considerate as a newlywed.
"Dad will be fine. The doctor said that today's situation was an accident. I will keep a closer eye on Dad from now on and never let him overwork himself."
Upon hearing this, Mingdai looked up angrily.
He gritted his teeth, his eyes red-rimmed.
"Who did my dad become like this for? I don't need your hypocrisy. You can leave now. I don't want to see you again."
Whenever Mingdai thought that it was she and Mo Tingchuan who had conspired to cause her father's health to deteriorate, she felt an urge to kill herself and then Mo Tingchuan.
She didn't want to argue with Mo Tingchuan at her father's bedside.
Even in his current state, her father couldn't bear the fact that her marriage with Mo Tingchuan had broken down.
Mo Tingchuan didn't leave, nor did he try to say anything more to Mingdai.
He slowly sat down on the sofa in the ward, staring blankly at the night view outside the window.
Life should have gotten better and better.
As long as he divorces Mingdai.
He didn't need to care about the relationship between Mingdai and his third uncle. As long as he became the true eldest son of the He family, he could have any woman he wanted.
He didn't like Mingdai to begin with. Even though he had indeed caught a glimpse of her before, he was just using her. Now that Mingdai was no longer of any value, why should he bother himself with this?
Yet the sweetness of their newlywed life lingered in his mind constantly, and Mingdai's round almond-shaped eyes, which had once been filled with nothing but his, were now brimming with tenderness and shyness.
She loved him so much.
He knew, he always knew.
I never cared before.
Why do I still think about it now?
Mingdai's phone suddenly rang, and the quiet ward became noisy.
Mingdai was so startled that she quickly answered the phone without even seeing who was calling.
He Yaonian asked, "Is your father sick?"
For some reason, upon hearing that steady and deep voice, Mingdai's nose suddenly stung with tears.
She bit her lip, and after feeling the pain, she hummed in response, "My heart isn't feeling well."
"At your house?"
Mingdai shook her head. "The hospital."
"Wait."
He Yaonian came very quickly.
As soon as his tall figure entered the ward, Mingdai's panicked heart calmed down considerably.
"Third Uncle."
Mingdai stood up and forced a smile. "It's all over now. My dad was probably too tired and is sleeping right now."
When He Yaonian came in, Mo Tingchuan looked as if he were covered in snow.
He wanted to fight and snatch back Mingdai, who belonged to him.
But under He Yaonian's cold and intimidating gaze, he didn't even have the courage to take a step forward.
He Yaonian bent down to look at Ming's sleeping father, then called the doctor over to inquire about the situation in detail. Upon learning that Ming's father needed to be hospitalized for a few days, he immediately upgraded Ming's father to a different ward.
Mo Tingchuan was kept outside the ward.
He Yaonian looked down at him condescendingly.
"I heard that the assistant notified you first, is that right?"
Mo Tingchuan sensed the displeasure in his words.
He was secretly pleased.
“I am Mingdai’s husband. If my father-in-law has something to do, he will naturally notify me immediately.”
"I won't need it anymore."
He Yaonian stared at Mo Tingchuan with unfathomable dark eyes, a smile playing on his lips.
"You should know about Qin Weiwei's outburst at the He family villa yesterday. Since you are a descendant of the He family, don't bring shame to the He family."
Mo Tingchuan, who had always hoped to be recognized by He Yaonian, was not as excited as he had imagined when he heard these words.
He asked He Yaonian, "What does Third Uncle want me to do?"
He Yaonian was very serious.
Those who are responsible must take responsibility.
Mo Tingchuan pretended not to understand.
He has his own explanation.
"I've arranged for Qin Weiwei to rest and recuperate at the Mo family villa. As long as we ensure she doesn't appear in front of everyone again, this matter will be over."
He never mentioned his divorce from Mingdai.
If he doesn't bring it up, He Yaonian won't let him off the hook.
"The He family will never allow you to have your cake and eat it too. From what I've observed, your whole family dislikes Mingdai, regards the help she has given you over the past three years as worthless, and even hates and despises Mingdai because of her help."
"That's not true."
Mo Tingchuan denied it.
"Third Uncle made a mistake in his observation."
He Yaonian didn't have much time to feign politeness with Mo Tingchuan.
"Divorced from Mingdai."
"Give Qin Weiwei the recognition she deserves."
"You probably don't want your child to be an illegitimate child either, do you?"
The words "illegitimate child" are even more humiliating than a slap in the face to Mo Tingchuan.
Mo Tingchuan lost all reaction in an instant.
He was so angry that his face was contorted, like a trapped beast, his eyes blazing with fury yet he could only restrain himself.
He cannot afford to offend He Yaonian.
Finally, he lowered his head with great reluctance.
Gritting his teeth.
"I need to discuss this with Mingdai."
This excuse was so fragile that it would shatter at the slightest touch, and He Yaonian didn't bring it up, acting like a hypocritical elder who was doing what was best for Mo Tingchuan.
"That's right."
When Mingdai went out of the ward to look for someone, Mo Tingchuan had already left.
He Yaonian carried dinner and pushed Mingdai into the ward.
"Let's eat first."
Mingdai wanted to ask Mo Tingchuan why he left, since he had remained unmoved when she had spoken ill of him before.
He Yaonian took off his suit jacket and casually placed it next to the sofa armrest. He then rolled up his shirt sleeves to reveal his strong arms and took out the light meals one by one from the takeout box.
This is a private kitchen; we don't offer takeout.
He Yaonian must have taken a special route.
Seeing that Mingdai was standing still.
He Yaonian took out the last small bowl of soup, his dark eyes slightly raised as he stared intently at Mingdai.
"You can't bear to see Mo Tingchuan leave?"
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