h4Chapter 482: Chapter 482/h4

    Jiang Li didn’t want to speak; he just felt like cursing.

    "You better go quickly, head to Beijing and after you get there, marry into their family, stay there, and don’te back," Jiang Li said weakly. His weakness wasn’t from the fever, but from fury.

    Bo Jingshen reined in theughter in his voice and said, "Alright, I’ll stop joking with you. I’ve given your number to the family doctor and will send his number to you in a bit. If you really feel unwell, don’t stubbornly hold on. Even if you don’t go to the hospital, at least call the doctor to have a look. You know how these family doctors are, they have seen all sorts of confidential matters, and they are very tight-lipped."

    "I know," Jiang Li replied.

    After ending the conversation, Bo Jingshen felt a bit more at ease. Hearing that Jiang Li was still able to joke with him, he knew the situation might not be good, but his spirits seemed okay.

    With this assurance, Bo Jingshen happily went to give his son a bath.

    And Jiang Li, after ending the call, for some reason—probably because of Bo Jingshen’s words earlier—felt a lot more at peace.

    Jiang Li looked at Ying Xi, "Ying Xi."

    Ying Xi looked at him.

    "Didn’t you say you were nning to sell? This house," Jiang Li said.

    Ying Xi didn’t respond.

    Jiang Li continued, "I’ll buy it. Tomorrow my secretary will contact you, you just name your price to him."

    Ying Xi was startled, "You...?"

    Jiang Li was still talking, "I will also transfer my shares in the club. If you want to buy them, you can discuss the price for that too. I’ll sell to you at a low price, so you can continue with Lie Ying, and I’ll step back."

    "You are right, there will always be a Ying Heng between us. He’s your brother, a good man, and I haven’t been able to let go for so many years. It’s normal for you to not be able to let go and to hold grudges. I won’t insist anymore. I have done everything I could and should do, and I have invested myself deeply," Jiang Li said with a faint smile, "After that, it’s all up to fate."

    Seeing the smile on his face, Ying Xi didn’t know why, but his heart missed a beat, a fleeting panic passed through him that he couldn’t grasp.

    The person who initially refused to even go to the hospital due to pride, now immediately dialed the family doctor after receiving the phone number from Bo Jingshen.

    Indeed, this kind of family doctor had seen all sorts of confidential matters and was veryposed. Hearing Jiang Li’s request, his tone and attitude were very calm.

    He quickly agreed to Jiang Li’s request, "Alright, Mr. Jiang, please wait a moment, I’lle over to pick you up right now. How are you feeling? Do you need me toe with an ambnce?"

    "No need for an ambnce."

    After ending the call, Jiang Li got up.

    Ying Xi reached out to support him, and he didn’t refuse. He got dressed neatly and waited for the family doctor to arrive, ready to follow him out.

    Ying Xi followed him to the door, feeling somewhat at a loss but also unsure of what to say or do. After all, everything had been said. Maybe they really could only rely on fate, as Jiang Li had said earlier.

    The doctor supported Jiang Li to the door.

    Jiang Li stood at the door and turned to look at Ying Xi, smiling.

    His smile, bright with a hint of shyness, was just like the first time Ying Xi had seen him.

    "Ying Xi, take care."

    Ying Xi’s fingers clenched tight, as if only by doing so could he restrain himself from reaching out to grab him.

    Ying Xi even started to feel a trace of resentment, wishing that Bo Jingshen hadn’t made that call earlier.

    Of course, Bo Jingshen knew nothing of this.

    He was ying with his son in the water, and incidentally dragged Su Lu into it too. Su Lu’s clothes were soaked through, so she decided to just yfully ssh water in the bathtub with Bo Jingshen, both of thempletely drenched.

    The family of three had a water fight, and by the time they were done, the bathroom was covered in water stains.

    Zhao Xiaole was both happy and tired, and had already fallen asleep while having his hair dried.

    Bo Jingshen finished drying his hair and carefully carried him to his little bed.

    Su Lu’s clothes were wet and sticky. "I’m going to take a bath."

    She had just finished speaking when she saw Bo Jingshen look over with an expression like an old letch, smiling at her, "Wanna y?"

    Su Lu: "..."

    It was just a sessful proposal, yet this man had turned into such an old letch.

    The old letch showed no shame, blowing her a coquettish wink.

    Honestly, he was really handsome.

    Bo Jingshen became even more charming in his thirties. To be honest, if he were truly a dirtbag, who knows how many girls would fall for that face.

    Sometimes you can’t just say that smelly men are shallow for only looking at pretty women. To be honest, women are the same; who doesn’t like to look at something beautiful?

    At least Su Lu liked it, so even though she knew he was an old letch, after staring at his face for a moment, she still embarrassingly nodded, "Then... shall we y?"

    And so the two went to ’y’ happily in the bathroom.

    They didn’te out even after an hour. In the extrarge whirlpool tub in the bathroom, water had been refilled, and bath balls with essential oils were added, filling the air with a light fragrance.

    Bo Jingshen held Su Lu from behind as they both soaked in the tub.

    Su Lu, feelingzy, casually asked him, "How was the call you made to Ah Li?"

    "He should be doing alright, his tone seemed okay." Bo Jingshen finished, paused for a moment, and then sighed, "Of course, he might have just been pretending to make me feel at ease."

    "Then we should pay more attention to him from now on. After all, he’s like a daughter who’s married off," Su Lu said, and even though she spoke teasingly, her concern was genuine.

    The two didn’t mess around for too long; they had to catch a train tomorrow.

    So they rested early aftering out of the bathroom.

    The family of three slept soundly through the night.

    When Su Lu woke up early the next morning, Zhao Xiaole and Bo Jingshen were already not in bed. She went to the bathroom to freshen up and, upon leaving the bedroom, saw the father and son busy in the kitchen, preparing a breakfast that was average in appearance and taste.

    But Su Lu ate quite happily.

    The luggage was all packed, and after breakfast, seeing that it was about time, they set off for the train station.

    Jing Qiao and Song Boyuan had arrived earlier than them. Jing Qiao carried only a small bag, while Song Boyuan was dragging arge suitcase and carrying a big backpack, looking rather burdened.

    Zhao Xiaole was very curious, "Uncle, you brought a lot of stuff."

    Song Boyuan always had a lot of patience and was gentle with Zhao Xiaole, "Yeah, the backpack is full of food, prepared by your aunt."

    "Yahoo! That’s amazing!" Zhao Xiaole was instantly happy and then asked Song Boyuan quietly, "Uh, uncle, can I sit on your suitcase?"

    Song Boyuan took off his backpack and ced it on a seat in the waiting area, then very amodatingly said to Zhao Xiaole, "You can, and I can even push you along."

    This ce wasn’t like the West Suburb Airport, which had a small flow of people. This was a train station with a high volume of passengers and plenty of people around.

    One could just see Song Boyuan, such a handsome man, dragging a suitcase, circling around in the waiting room.