Daddy Always Gets Jealous

Three hours later, the cell phone rang, and a call came through.

Huo Jinnan turned to his side, his gaze landing on Che Huan, who was sound asleep with her head pillowed on his arm. He lifted his other arm, just reaching the phone on the bedside table when the ringing stopped, and the call ended.

Picking it up, he saw it was from Qin Shaojin and knew that the other side must have finished their inquiries.

Just as he was about to put it down, he heard a notification sound and saw an incoming email with the subject—

”Didn’t disturb Brother Huo with your work, did I? Recording is in the attachment, please check.”

Huo Jinnan glanced at it but didn’t open the email. He set the phone aside, took another look at Che Huan to ensure he hadn’t woken her, and lay back down, closing his eyes.

————Yunqi Academy————

Wen Ru awoke and saw Qin Moting, who was staring intently at her. ”Why, why is it you?”

Qin Moting looked at Wen Ru’s complexion. ”Do you feel any better?”

Wen Ru gave a wry smile. ”With you here, how can I possibly feel better?”

”If you don’t like...”

Qin Moting paused, then turned to the nurse. ”Push me back to the ward.”

The nurse pushed Qin Moting out of the room.

Wen Ru watched the wheelchair slowly disappear, took a deep breath, and then looked down at her legs.

Although Huanhuan hadn’t said anything, in the operating room, just before the anesthesia was administered, she had clearly heard Smith asking her long-time doctor about her condition...

Every word, every sentence, she heard clearly, and even now, she could recite them verbatim!

It seemed there was little hope of her legs ever recovering.

The only person she could think of was Huo Jinyun!

If she continued to be passive, she feared Huo Jinyun wouldn’t stop, and her brother, sister-in-law, Nuannuan, and Huanhuan might all suffer similar fates.

Thinking this, she clenched her teeth and looked at Qin Moting in the wheelchair. Huo Jinyun, even now, can you really not tolerate me?

Well then! Even if I’ve lost the use of these legs and have to use prosthetics, I will stand in Hong Kong to see how splendid you are!

Appearing to have made up her mind, Wen Ru slowly closed her eyes. ”Qin Moting, wait for me!”

Qin Moting had just reached the living room when he heard Wen Ru’s voice. He looked at the nurse. ”Wait.”

The nurse maneuvered the wheelchair around, heading in Wen Ru’s direction.

Wen Ru opened her eyes, took a deep breath as though making a huge decision, looked at Qin Moting, and smiled at him. ”Qin Moting, I’ll ask you just once, think carefully before you answer. If I tell you Huanhuan is your daughter, will you want us, mother and daughter?”

For a moment, the entire suite fell silent.

Qin Moting thought he had misheard.

Che Huan had just left the resting room, still somewhat groggy when she suddenly snapped to awareness, standing frozen as if hit by a Paralysis Technique, staring in the direction of her mother and Qin Moting!

What did Mom just say?

But hadn’t Uncle said last time—

If that were true, how could she possibly become Mrs. Qin?

Huo Jinnan stood behind her, watching the scene, completely taken aback and unprepared.

He reached for his cigarettes, but his suit pocket was empty. His long fingers changed direction, landing on Che Huan’s shoulder, as he reached out to tidy her somewhat messy hair, his gaze still fixed on Qin Moting.

Without much thought, Qin Moting replied resolutely, ”Yes, I’ll marry you.”

Wen Ru hadn’t expected his agreement to come so quickly, completely the opposite of a scene from years ago. ”Will there be a wedding?”

Sitting there calmly, Qin Moting spoke, ”Yes. However grand a wedding you want, that’s how grand it will be.”