Do you think I have extra time to cheat in this past month?
Su Wanwan thought about Jiang Shengjun's expression and words, and they didn't seem fake.
My best friend, on the other hand, is quite persistent.
When Su Wanwan saw Ouyang Maomao like this for the first time, and thinking about her previous conversation with Fu Yan, she didn't hesitate to call Su Suqin.
She thought she should go see Fu Yan in person.
Once the call connected, Su Wanwan was never one to mince words; after a few pleasantries, she got straight to the point.
"Grandma, do you have Aunt Fu's phone number? I heard she used to be quite knowledgeable about embroidery. I have some questions I want to ask her. Mainly, Wanwan wants to embroider a cheongsam for you."
Su Suqin was furious to see Ouyang Maomao silently shedding tears in the living room.
However, she wouldn't say anything too harsh to Su Wanwan. According to Ouyang Maomao, this whole thing was originally his grandson's fault.
"Wanwan, you're so kind. I'll send it to you after I hang up. I was just thinking of calling you anyway. When Shengjun gets off work tonight, you two should come to the old house. There's something here that needs your help."
The person on the other end of the phone sounded very serious, and their tone seemed somewhat negative.
Su Wanwan didn't think much of it, figuring she could just go later and listen to her grandmother's instructions.
After receiving the call, Su Wanwan immediately called Fu Yan's grandmother, but she spoke very tactfully, fearing that the other party might suspect that Su Wanwan had ulterior motives.
"Aunt Fu, I am Su Wanwan."
Aunt Fu was also very kind, "Wanwan, Suqin just told me on WeChat that you're coming over. The Fu family welcomes you."
Su Wanwan thought about how her mother had forced her to learn the Su family's ancestral embroidery when she was a child, and now it was finally coming in handy.
“Aunt Fu, I’ve heard that the Fu family’s embroidery has been developing rapidly in recent years. I wonder if you would be willing to share with me the Su family’s ancestral embroidery techniques? I feel that if some of the Su family’s embroidery techniques are incorporated, and the essence of both is combined, it might become even more popular.”
Aunt Fu thought back to how she wanted to learn Su family embroidery but was rejected by the Su family back then, and now she was able to form a closed loop with Su Wanwan.
"But, Wanwan, since the Su family's ancestral embroidery was so popular back then, why don't you start your own company to carry forward and promote this ancestral embroidery? Why do you have to discuss its essence with me?"
Although she wanted to learn the Su family's embroidery, she was also afraid that Su Wanwan would steal the embroidery methods that her family had figured out.
Su Wanwan naturally understood.
"Aunt Fu, you flatter me. I don't have such lofty ambitions. I just want to do live streaming and take on scripts and commercials."
“You don’t know, when I was a child my mother forced me to learn it. I cried while I was learning, and I swore I would never touch this thing again.”
"Grandma just likes to wear cheongsams, and I wanted to embroider some pretty patterns on them as a gift for her."
“Grandma has everything she needs, so I feel that it is more meaningful for me to do it myself. The essence of Su family embroidery is that the needle must be fine and the stitch must be straight when embroidering. This way, the embroidery will have a three-dimensional feel. However, I still have some doubts about embroidery and would like to ask you for some advice.”
Aunt Fu lowered her guard upon hearing this, "Look what Wanwan said, this number is my WeChat. Add me and I'll send you my home address."
Su Wanwan did as instructed and easily got it done.
In the courtyard filled with lotus flowers, Su Wanwan and Grandma Fu Yan chatted happily, like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, a friendship that transcended age.
When they got really into the conversation, she asked about the relationship between Fu Yan and Ouyang Maomao, and that's when she learned a lot about it.
Su Wanwan cooked local Shanghainese dishes at the Fu family's house, making the whole family happy.
In the evening, Aunt Fu was going to the hospital to see Fu Yan, and Su Wanwan took the opportunity to ask, "Grandma, has Mr. Fu woken up?"
"Not yet. The doctor said they don't know when he'll wake up; it all depends on his own fate."
Fearing that Aunt Fu might suspect something, Su Wanwan explained, "Maomao and I used to have a very good relationship, but now that Shengjun has married me, it seems like our relationship can't go back to what it was before. However, I sincerely hope that she can find a man who is truly good to her."
Aunt Fu sighed, "People are always attached to what they can't have. I hope Ayan won't be so attached."
Su Wanwan lowered her eyes to look at the lotus flowers beside her, and sighed along with Grandma Fu Yan's sigh: "Sometimes I think, there are such affectionate men in this world who are so devoted to her. We should be content."
After I finished speaking, I made a suggestion.
“Aunt Fu, if you’re going to the hospital, I’ll take you. I’ll also check on him while I’m at it. Although Maomao is impatient, I can still persuade her. If I get Maomao to come and see Mr. Fu, who knows, he might wake up.”
Grandma Fu Yan and Su Wanwan got along well, so she agreed to let Su Wanwan deliver the package.
"You can't all rush in to the intensive care unit at once; you have to go in one by one," Grandma Fu Yan said, pointing to the foot of Fu Yan's bed.
Su Wanwan knew at a glance and nodded silently, "Then Auntie, please wait for me."
Once inside, Fu Yan had various tubes inserted into his face, and he appeared to be unconscious.
Judging from the various injuries on his body, he probably won't wake up for a while. If he does wake up, she'll directly ask Ouyang Maomao if the child is his.
Wouldn't that provoke him even more?
But since she was already there...
Let's give it a try.
He leaned close to Fu Yan, plucked a strand of his hair, and carefully wrapped it in a piece of paper, so he could keep it for himself later.
Su Wanwan was a little curious, but she couldn't help but whisper in his ear, "Ouyang Maomao said she won't marry Jiang Shengjun anymore. She'll marry you as soon as you wake up."
The heart rate monitor next to him began to fluctuate faster and faster, and Fu Yan's originally still body began to move.
The next second, his eyes trembled slightly and slowly opened, his long eyelashes fluttering in the hospital lights.
The moment he opened his eyes, he coughed violently and asked Su Wanwan, "Is this a hospital? You're not wearing a uniform, you're not a doctor, who are you?"
Su Wanwan didn't turn back, she turned and ran away.
"Doctor, doctor, someone's awake!"
Su Wanwan quickly ran out to call the doctor, and several nurses followed behind the doctor as they ran towards the intensive care unit.
She thought to herself: What the heck? A medical miracle? Or just a coincidence?
That evening, Grandma Fu Yan held Su Wanwan's hand and said excitedly, "Thank you, Wanwan. No one has been able to wake him up these past few days, but he woke up as soon as you came. You are Ayan's lucky star."
After praising Su Wanwan, Grandma Fu Yan called Su Suqin to say, "Suqin, your granddaughter-in-law is really lucky. As soon as she arrives, my Ayan wakes up."
Su Suqin could faintly hear Ouyang Maomao crying over the phone as she suppressed her anger and confided in her best friend.
"Congratulations! You have some good news, but I have some worries. Tell Wanwan to come back soon. Shengjun is already here with me."
Judging from the tone of his voice, something seems wrong.
Has Jiang Shengyun arrived home?
As soon as Su Wanwan turned on her phone, it was filled with calls from Jiang Shengjun.
She had just silenced her phone so she could chat with Grandma Fu Yan.
He called back, but couldn't get through.
After saying goodbye to Grandma Fu Yan, Su Wanwan drove straight to the Jiang family's old house.
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