Daddy Always Gets Jealous

The old master let out a sigh of relief and nodded lightly, ”Yeah, go handle it. Make sure there’s no relationship at all with the Huo Family.”

Uncle Guan said, ”Understood,” and quickly left the banquet.

As the old master watched Uncle Guan’s figure from a distance, he took a long time before withdrawing his gaze, his eyes then falling on Fang Tong; though he didn’t like her, she was considerably more reassuring than marrying Wen Ru’s daughter.

The Qin Family had many outstanding younger members, and with that agreement, it was a guarantee for Jizhou too, so he could rest in peace.

————Yunqi Academy————

Back at the hospital, Che Huan went to see Wen Ru, with Huanhuan following closely behind her.

The platoon leader, who had been guarding the hospital, wanted to follow them out. He glanced at Huanhuan’s back, scratched his paws, then shrank back, biting Huo Jinnan’s trouser legs.

Huo Jinnan looked down, stroked the platoon leader’s fur, and when he saw Che Huan and Huanhuan walk away, he signaled for the platoon leader to close the door. He lit a cigarette with his slender fingers and dialed Huo Bei’s phone, ”Cut off all of Gucheng Group’s financial input.”

After hanging up, thinking about the various happenings at today’s banquet, he looked down at the flickering cigarette butt, pinched it out, loosened his tie, turned off his phone, and tossed it aside. He fed the platoon leader a piece of dog food, stood up, walked over to the balcony, and opened the French window, gazing into the distance.

Downstairs, Che Huan was also standing on a balcony, looking at the ”test report” the nurse had just given her, her fingers tightening bit by bit.

After a long while, she finally shifted her gaze, standing there, the phone number from the report looming in her mind, her body stiff.

She took a deep breath, looked down at the contents of the note again, and quickly used her phone to search for cases of artificial heart transplants.

As she read, a gradual weakness overtook her.

How long one could live after a heart transplant was an unknown. Each day without a matching heart increased the danger!

But making that phone call...

She seemed to have already guessed the caller’s demand!

Tell him to choose between her and her mother?

No, she wouldn’t force him to do that, nor did she have the confidence to!

After standing for a while, she returned to the ward and saw Huanhuan looking at her, struggling to breathe.

On one hand was the happiness within reach, and on the other was Auntie Zhong’s life. Was there really no way to have the best of both worlds?

Suddenly feeling powerless, her body became very heavy, as if someone was grabbing her ankles and dragging her forcefully into a quagmire.

”Huanhuan,” Wen Ru called out.

Che Huan snapped back to reality, diverted her gaze from Huanhuan, and felt a wave of chill, ”Mom, what’s wrong?”

Seeing her pale face, Wen Ru sensed that she had concerns, ”Huanhuan, I haven’t been feeling well today. Stay with me tonight, will you?”

Che Huan responded and sent Huanhuan home early.

Late into the night, when it was just Che Huan and Wen Ru, Wen Ru quietly looked at Che Huan, ”Huanhuan, did something unpleasant happen when you went out with Anan today?”

Che Huan shook her head and asked Wen Ru about Zhong Qin.

Wen Ru was reluctant to talk more about it, but it was clear the two had a good relationship.

Deep into the night, Che Huan was still awake.

She turned off the lights, sat there, feeling overwhelmed by the dense night, her chest tight, struggling to breathe.

Propping herself up at the head of the bed, she bit her lip, with one hand supporting her cheek, looking at the sleeping Wen Ru, she whispered to herself, ”Mom, should I make that call? It’s Auntie Zhong’s life at stake, I can’t do it, but to leave him and Huanhuan...”

”Then make that call, see who it is, and find out what they want.”