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Jingzhe solar term.
The snow in the capital has completely melted.
The sun is warm.
The Albizia julibrissin flowers at Beishan Villa are sprouting.
Shi Yin woke up in the morning and walked to the window. She saw Han Tai standing at the gate again. This was his third time coming over today. He said he wanted to see Han Zhan and discuss something with him.
After the Lantern Festival night.
Han launched a sensational purge.
A large number of Ms. Bai's spies, led by Sun Li, were identified and fired for endangering the company's security. Han Zhan bailed out Mr. Jiang's son from the procuratorate and held another press conference, officially handing over Han's decision-making power to his son.
Han Zhan returned to Shine Group.
He and Mr. Elton jointly accepted media interviews, appearing as father and son, telling everyone in disguise that Han Zhan had no connection with the Han family in Beijing anymore.
in this way.
He refused Han Tai's request to meet him.
After the housekeeper clearly conveyed the host's intention, Han Tai continued to come. Every time he came, he would wait at the gate, from morning until dark.
Here I am again today.
Standing in the same position.
Unlike the previous two times, Han Tai came in. The housekeeper went to greet him and led them into the house. As Shi Yin went downstairs, draped in her coat, she saw from afar two strangers sitting across from each other in the living room, separated by a coffee table.
After not seeing each other for so long, Han Tai had aged considerably, with white hair growing on his temples. He spoke in a tone that was almost pleading, "Wanqing is ill and doesn't want to see a doctor. Can you go see her at Han's Private Hospital? It'll only take you half an hour, okay? Just this once. From now on, Wanqing and I will never again disturb you and Shiyin's lives."
Shi Yin and Han Zhan agreed to take a day off today.
Go to the newly opened amusement park.
now.
In the cloakroom.
Shi Yin stood on tiptoe, reached out and adjusted her husband's collar, and said, "As Mr. Elton's successor, you're on the rise. Although you've distanced yourself from the Han family, the fact that Bai Wanqing is your biological mother cannot be changed. Don't give your opponents a chance to make a fuss. Go to the hospital. I'll wait for you at the entrance of the amusement park."
…
This private hospital is located in the suburbs.
The distance is far.
It was an hour later that we entered the VIP inpatient building.
Han Tai led the way, opened the door, and led Han Zhan in. He then walked straight to the bedside of the bedroom, bent down and whispered in the ear of the person on the bed: "Wanqing, Ah Zhan is here."
Hearing this.
The woman opened her eyes.
With a breathing tube inserted in her nasal cavity, she had a bit of difficulty getting up, and she was still anxiously supporting herself with her arms. When she raised her eyes, she saw Han Zhan's figure reflected in her sight, and her eyes turned red and gradually moistened.
She is sick.
Cliff-like aging.
She no longer has the outstanding grace of the powerful Ms. Bai of the past.
Han Zhan walked in and stopped half a meter away from the bed. From this position, they could hear each other's conversation clearly, but it was not close. It was very polite, but also distant.
"When did you and Shi Yin get in touch?"
Meet.
Make a plan.
The joint acting brought her into the game.
Han Zhan heard these words she didn't say, and replied, "Before the old man's will was made public."
"So early."
"Um."
"The watch I stole from Shi Yin at Rolex was also fake."
"right."
He is very frugal with words.
He didn't want to say a word.
This reminded Ms. Bai to check his cell phone first. He was as talkative as a chirping sparrow in front of Shi Yin. He kept talking and racking his brains to find topics to make her happy.
He also looked very indifferent.
Expressionless.
The look he gave her was completely calm, as if he was looking at a stranger.
Bai Wanqing suddenly started coughing. Han Tai hurriedly offered her some water, but she didn't take it. She still looked up at her son who was far away from her. "You've been with me for more than half a month since you returned to the capital. Was there ever a moment when you wanted to stay by my side?"
"No."
"Why? During those days, I loved you with all my heart and soul, and I wanted to give you everything I had. I prepared sumptuous meals every day because I was afraid you would be tired from work. I also cooked your favorite cakes every day because I wanted to make you happy."
"I'm no longer at the age where I need my mother's care." Han Zhan said.
"Deep down, you still long for family affection." Ms. Bai was unwilling to admit that she had been completely abandoned by her son. "It was Shi Yin who bewitched you. Before you married her, you were very filial to me."
"Because of guilt."
"What?"
"During my 'amnesia', you had the Han family's aunts and uncles, intentionally or unintentionally, tell me how difficult it was for you to give birth to me. Your husband used the same method as you, and he's been nagging me ever since I can remember. You developed a chronic illness because of me, suffered from postpartum depression, and lost your happiness."
"I was born into the Han family. The high-quality education and Uncle Han's teachings and actions have equipped me with the most basic qualities of a human being. Out of respect and to make amends, I bought precious medicine to treat your headache and tried to find something you like as a birthday gift."
"It wasn't until I met Yinyin, got married to her, and spent those days together that I realized people sometimes can't be too well-mannered. Aren't you using this morality to kidnap me?"
"From her, I learned indifference and decisiveness. I discarded the so-called guilt of 'you gave birth to me and suffered so much' and abandoned all those remorseful emotions. It wasn't Shi Yin who bewitched me. It was she who reached out and pulled me out of the mental well I was trapped in, giving me sunshine and hope for my future life."
"I heard that Han Zheng spent a week at your bedside, coaxed the key to your safe, and then fled abroad with a large sum of money. If he were a filial son, you wouldn't regret the injustice you've done to me."
"You should recover quickly and face justice as soon as possible. The plane crash caused no casualties, so your husband can help you escape. But for the commercial crimes you committed at Han's, someone must go to jail; you can't escape."
Han Zhan left the ward.
Walk very smoothly.
Before Bai Wanqing even had a chance to reply, his back was gone. The woman collapsed limply against the bed, her eyes bloodshot from the brief suffocation, and the heart monitor was nearly flat.
Han Tai suddenly panicked.
While hugging the person tightly, he screamed for a doctor.
…
Coming out of a private hospital.
It's sunny outside.
As Han Zhan walked down the stairs, he looked up at the Porsche Macan parked on the side of the street with its hazard lights on. Shi Yin was standing next to the car, and when he looked at her, she was looking back at him.
Look at each other.
He walked straight towards her.
The Macan drove off the street. Han Zhan, sitting in the passenger seat, placed the brown cartoon bear under the center console. He turned and stared at his wife's beautiful profile, smiling, "My wife must be a clay figurine made by the goddess Nuwa herself. She's incredibly beautiful from every angle. Didn't you say you'd meet me at the amusement park entrance? Why did you come pick me up in person?"
Shi Yin was driving the car.
She tilted her head to glance at his frivolous look and imitated his tone, saying, "Because I am a pretty little clay figurine, and you are the mud that Goddess Nuwa casually threw away, of course I have to take extra care of you, otherwise you will be wronged to death."
"My wife is amazing. She can even imitate my way of speaking."
"Of course not."
The car stopped at the intersection ahead and waited for the red light.
The number of seconds is too long.
The car is in automatic parking mode.
Just as she took her foot off the brake, she heard Han Zhan say again: "Wife, we have chosen the venue for our wedding, the invitations are ready, and the wedding dress you designed is at home. Isn't it time to pick a date?"
"That's right." Shi Yin nodded. "I'll go home and discuss it with Uncle Han and ask him to pick a good day according to the lunar calendar."
"Uncle Han doesn't need to choose."
"Have you chosen?"
"Yes, next Thursday, March 12th."
When Shi Yin first heard Thursday, she didn't realize it was her birthday. But when she heard March 12th, she realized it was her birthday. She turned around and was about to say something, but Han Zhan gave her a reason first: "There's only one March 12th in 365 days of the year, and it was the only one that fought so hard to get the day you were born. It's the best. You can't find a better one even if you search the almanac."
She had no say in her own birth.
I have been trapped by the 'disaster' date of March 12 for more than twenty years.
From now on.
This day is her rebirth.
Whether it was the major media or the entire Beijing circle, Han Zhan wanted everyone to mention this day, and the first thing that came to mind was her most beautiful look in her wedding dress.
Han Zhan didn't say these words.
Shi Yin heard it.
The spring sunshine shone through the car window and fell on her lover's handsome face. Shi Yin leaned over, held his face, and kissed his lips: "Han Zhan, thank you."
She had very little luck.
Only him.
It was the first prize of her luck.
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