Chapter 51 Chapter 51 "Wen Qingyang, let's break up. ...
Ice cream cakes are difficult to store and shape, so for novices in making cakes, it is better to choose carefully.
However, Mr. Sui still chose this material.
No matter how difficult it is, it can't compare to Wen Qingyang's love for ice cream.
If she hadn't been reluctant to buy it and hadn't eaten it a few times in the past few years, and if she hadn't been in good health, she would definitely have had a stomachache if she had eaten it as recklessly as she did.
But today is her birthday, so it’s okay to let her eat a little more.
The second hand turned round and round, the minute hand turned round and round, and finally the hour hand turned round and round, but the birthday boy still did not come.
I only waited for the news that my lover had not returned——
In order to create a romantic and sweet atmosphere, Mr. Sui gave the rest of the family a day off before she got off work.
The place of more than 2,000 square meters was exceptionally empty, leaving him alone. He was excited in anticipation of the happiness that the birthday surprise might bring to her.
Sui Yi sat at the long table, watching the edge of the cake begin to melt and slowly drip down, as if a switch had been turned on, causing the entire cake to shyly shrink by two sizes.
It doesn't look good anymore.
From the moment the first drop melted, it looked ugly.
He looked up and saw a long table filled with Chinese food of various cuisines. He had practiced making each dish several times and tasted it to confirm that it was not bad.
But it's all cold.
When he received the WeChat message, what did he reply?
Risveglio: What is it?
Then I didn't receive any further information.
Even though Mr. Sui is not a worldly person, he knows that food can be heated up before eating.
Although it sounds sad enough.
The man who couldn't wait for his girlfriend to come home heated up a table full of dishes he cooked and ate them all by himself... It was so tragic that a sad BGM had to sound.
He didn't want to appear vulnerable.
But once the anticipation was punctured like a balloon, it could never be restored to its original state even if it was sewn back together by hand.
He wondered, was it that his demands were increasing, or that his girlfriend's responses were decreasing?
Obviously, she would never let his hopes down and would always give him surprises beyond his expectations.
He believed that he was not ignorant and did not blindly seek emotional value, but perhaps influenced by previous events, he really wanted to know what brought about such a change.
Before Sui Yi dialed the phone, he secretly convinced himself that this was just his concern for his girlfriend.
Beep, beep, beep, beep...
"Hey, sweetheart, what's wrong?"
A few dozen seconds seemed too long.
"fine."
"Yeah, dear, my dad is in the hospital. I won't tell you for now. I'll call you back when I'm done - beep -"
My girlfriend has never spoken so fast before.
She always seemed calm and composed, as if nothing could be a problem for her.
Sui Yi held the phone in a daze for a few moments.
He quickly reacted, got up hurriedly, changed his clothes, grabbed his car keys and went out.
Her father must have been very worried about his illness, and he wanted to help, fulfilling his boyfriend's responsibilities. This was the first reason; he didn't want to wait any longer. This was the second reason. Gold only falls into the hands of those who reach out first; those who hesitate will eventually lose ground.
The Sui family passed on such teachings to him. As an outstanding male heir, Mr. Sui certainly did not want to passively waste his time waiting.
But he didn't know where Wen Qing's body was.
After hesitating for a few seconds, he drove to the First Hospital.
It was already evening, and he had no time to appreciate the overly gorgeous sunset. He stopped outside the inpatient department, thoughtfully thinking about whether he should send a message to ask in a few minutes.
After all, she should be busy.
Sui Yi looked up at the guide map, but out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of a face that he had become very familiar with recently.
He followed the figure forward almost subconsciously.
Because he knew that the man's name was Fang Mu.
Fang Mu was holding two large thermoses, with an anxious look on his face. He stared at the elevator floor display screen without moving his eyes away, and probably didn't notice that there were fellow passengers behind him.
As soon as the elevator door opened, Fang Mu immediately took a step forward, walked straight down the corridor to the single ward at the end, and knocked on the door: "Auntie, Uncle, Qingyang, I'm back from buying food!"
Before he finished speaking, the person had already entered and the door closed tightly.
Sui Yi stood still as if rooted to the spot.
He thought Fang Mu came to visit him because he heard the news, but he didn't expect that he was here to help.
Although the former makes people feel very uncomfortable, the latter represents a more extraordinary meaning.
Forget it, uncle’s health is more important, there’s no need to worry about these things.
Mr. Sui was very tactful and suppressed his previous hesitation, the anxiety of waiting, and the jealous sadness. He lowered his head to tidy up his sleeves that were ruffled, adjusted his glasses, and was about to knock on the door.
Fang Mu pushed the door open and walked out so fast that even Sui Yi had to take a step back to avoid him.
"Not only is there no etiquette, there is no manners."
He commented coldly.
"You are... the distinguished guest I bumped into the other day?" Fang Mu was obviously a little surprised, but he quickly put on a smile and said, "What a coincidence, meeting you here."
Sui Yi glanced away, unwilling to pay attention.
Fang Mu couldn't free his hands to stop him, but he didn't move aside either. Instead, he stepped forward to block him: "Are you feeling unwell? I'm afraid you don't come to the hospital often and you took the wrong road. This building is the inpatient department!"
"Shut up! Wen Qingyang is in there, who are you pretending to be?"
Xiao Sui was annoyed and crossed his arms, briefly exposing the other party's shallow disguise.
Fang Mu smiled innocently and simply, but he said bluntly, "Uncle finally finished the examination and can rest for a while. Xiao Sui wouldn't want to start an argument with me at the door and disturb their peace, right?"
Sui Yi pursed his lips almost imperceptibly.
"Has Mr. Sui ever washed dishes?"
There was no one else in the public washroom. Fang Mu lowered his head and carefully scrubbed the rice bucket. He asked casually, then answered himself: "Of course not. Your hands should have signed the contract. But I think that doing anything with your own hands is more intimate. My future parents-in-law will like it too, right?"
He probably guessed that Fang Mu chose the public washroom over the ward bathroom in order to make the Wen family feel more comfortable.
This really gave Mr. Sui a chill in his heart.
The scheming man paid attention to details and wasn't completely stupid. I had come in a hurry and forgot to bring some food, so I was really one step behind...
Sui Yi glanced at his watch: "Whatever you want to say, hurry up. My time is precious."
"Oh my, is this the character of a strong man? How can he be a man at all? I really don't know how Qingyang endured it--"
"How is Wen Qingyang's father's condition? Is it serious?" Mr. Sui asked with a cold expression, interrupting the nonsense.
Fang Mu wiped the water droplets clean, raised his eyes, and deliberately avoided answering. He asked provocatively: "She's already in the hospital. What do you think? If you come here, can you help Aunt Wen serve tea and water, or can you help Uncle Meng take care of her?"
Sui Yi took out his cell phone and sent a message to Assistant Wei, asking her to arrange for an expert doctor to transfer the Wen family to the VVIP ward as soon as possible.
Fang Mu was very unhappy with this calmness. The other party was too patient and was completely different from the image of the young master of the Sui family that he had heard about.
That won't work.
Qingyang's relationship with this old man is too stable now. Once she is through with her busy period and completely rises in Sui's company, it will be even more difficult for the two to break up.
By then, where will I have a place to stay?
When it comes to business strategy, Fang Mu certainly cannot compare to the heir who was cultivated by the Sui family like a daughter. But when it comes to understanding the state of relationships, he is far better than Mr. Sui because he was trained by his father to marry into the family since he was a child.
The best opportunity to get promoted is right in front of you.
Fang Mu looked at the man opposite him and suddenly asked, "Mr. Sui, may I ask if you have dimples on your waist?"
Sui Yi stared at the phone screen and ignored it.
"If you don't have one, why don't you go get one?" He waved his hand and suggested sincerely, "After all, Qingyang likes it, so as her boyfriend, you can't be dissatisfied, right?"
Sui Yi single-handedly supported the frame of his glasses, standing tall and straight, the aura condensed around him as if substantial.
"Let me guess, you don't know that she likes this?"
He smiled provocatively, and as he spoke he took out a tissue to wipe his hands, inadvertently wiping open the side corner of his clothes.
There was a dimple on her thin, fair waist, but no matter how cute it was, it was not as noticeable as the slightly purple fingerprints on the side of her waist.
The corners of her clothes covered the skin that was so suggestive.
Mr. Sui was no stranger to such marks, and he often applied medicine to the bruises on his body, especially around his waist and abdomen, which would occasionally turn purple and red.
Sui Yi knew what he meant.
"Do you have any sense of shame?"
The tone of the words was too cold. Even though Fang Mu had been prepared to accept the young master's anger, he couldn't help but panic. He then hugged the thermos tightly, as if drawing strength from it.
He gritted his teeth and said bluntly, "We both had our own difficulties back then, and it's fate that we're reunited now. If she really didn't love me, how could she help me every time?"
"We both had our own difficulties back then..." Sui Yi sneered, "What difficulties do you have? How dare a vain and materialistic man say that?"
"You are a Tianlong person, how can you understand the lives of ordinary people like us who come from small places?" Fang Mu retorted unyieldingly.
Mr. Sui had already looked away, his tone flat, "Were you also like Wen Qingyang, from a poor family, relying on some royal sister for a living? To earn tuition, she even suffered from heatstroke and had to wear a doll costume to distribute flyers. What about you? Working as a waiter?"
Fang Mu was really hurt by these words.
"Of course, my ability is not as good as Qingyang's, but my work is clean and I have never come into contact with other opposite sexes. But she loves me. The highest level of love is love. Do you think she really loves you? What else do you have besides money--"
"Snap."
Sui Yi rubbed his wrist. Although he had not expected it, he did not regret it.
I finally understand why this plot often happens between male characters in idol dramas. I really can't help but want to slap them!
Mr. Sui didn't even look at the man who was covering his face. He just said "idiot" and turned away.
The moment he knocked on the ward door, Sui Yi clearly saw a hint of surprise in the corner of Wen Qingyang's eyes.
Xiao Sui couldn't remember how he greeted and expressed his condolences appropriately, nor did he remember how his girlfriend introduced herself, nor did he remember when the two of them came out of the ward.
"My dear, why are there so many blood marks on your palms?" Wen Qingyang didn't care too much. He buried his head in his arms, his voice extremely hoarse, "Let me hold you for a while, recharge."
She was very tired from running around. She took a few minutes to rest and was about to get up when she heard a very soft voice in her ears:
"Wen Qingyang, let's break up."
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