CHAPTER 507: CHAPTER 306: AN UNEXPECTED VISITOR

"Ye’er, get some rest early, I’ll come to keep you company early tomorrow." Not long after the Wen family left, Ye Xuan checked the time and also stood up to say goodbye.

"Brother Ye, I’m not lacking people to take care of me here, you should go ahead with your work. Oh, did Uncle Jiang call you about work?"

Ye Xuan shook his head: "No, he went to the supermarket, asking me what else to buy apart from soup pots, frying pans, and casserole dishes, because using the canteen’s isn’t as convenient as having your own."

Luo Ye looked apologetic: "I don’t feel right arguing with Grandpa about it."

"Idiot, those pots were going to be bought sooner or later. Are you not going to eat when you go there?" Ye Xuan patted her head and then waved his hand towards Sang Qingqing: "Goodbye."

Watching Ye Xuan’s figure disappear behind the door, Sang Qingqing laughed softly: "I bet right now he really wants to crumple me up and throw me out."

Luo Ye smiled and changed the subject: "Qingqing, are you getting used to staying at Grandma’s house? If there’s anything inconvenient, just tell me."

"Ye’er, it’s too pretentious to say thank you, but apart from gratitude, I really don’t know what else to say..." Tears began to well up in Sang Qingqing’s eyes: "Grandma is afraid I’ll ruminate too much, so she chats with me whenever she can, and Wen Ke and Little Pumpkin always tell me jokes. And Grandpa, little uncle, second uncle, they’ve all been incredibly good to me..."

"Then settle in with ease, and when you’re recovered, you can go back." Luo Ye hooked her finger in the palm of Qingqing’s hand: "Dr. Su is actually pretty good, and about his parents, you have to at least try."

"Despite knowing about my past, he doesn’t mind at all. There can’t be a second man in the world as open-minded as he is. The more I think about it, the less I want to hurt him." Sang Qingqing looked up, biting her lower lip tightly, and fell silent for a long time.

Luo Ye squeezed her arm: "Cry if you want to, swallowing sadness will only harm your health. It’s a pity that I’m not well enough to lend you my shoulder right now."

"You bad guy!" Sang Qingqing burst into laughter through her tears, grabbing Luo Ye’s cheeks and squeezing them: "No wonder Ye Xuan is so reluctant to leave."

Luo Ye dodged with a look of disgust: "Is there snot on your hands?"

"Yes, I’ve wiped it all over your face."

Sang Qingqing got up to adjust the hot water and helped Luo Ye wipe down, laughing teasingly: "Ye’er, if the school hadn’t notified Sister Xin, were you planning on having Ye Xuan take care of you like this?"

"If Mom couldn’t come, Coach Hang would definitely send over female students." She had thought this through; Hang Menglin was truly attentive to detail.

...

At 6 a.m. in the hospital room.

Sipping porridge personally made by Grandma, Luo Ye looked content: "It feels so good to eat. This is what living feels like."

Wen Xin glared at her daughter: "Don’t speak such inauspicious words."

"Mom, have you sounded out little uncle?" Luo Ye glanced towards the door of the hospital room and lowered her voice: "Yesterday, Dr. Hua accompanied me for a walk, she kept trying to gauge little uncle’s situation from me."

Wen Xin shot her daughter a glance: "What did you tell her?"

"I don’t know little uncle’s thoughts, how could I make such a foolish move? I only told her that little uncle is single now, but didn’t mention anything about his romantic history."

Wen Xin sighed softly, her eyes a bit melancholic, "Your little uncle has been very unlucky in this area, he’s been hurt twice. Ye’er, we have to give him time to heal, we can’t pressure him too much."

Luo Ye nodded in agreement: "Let nature take its course. If it’s destiny, you can’t escape it; if it’s not, no matter how hard you push, it won’t work."

Sang Qingqing, who was feeding her porridge, curled her lips: "If it weren’t for the wrong voice, anyone else would think it’s an old granny from some household spouting wisdom."

"Hehe..." Luo Ye laughed with joy: "When I get old, I will certainly be a wise old granny."

Sang Qingqing scraped the bottom of the bowl and gave Luo Ye the last spoonful of porridge: "That’s it, you can only have this small bowl now, you can have more in two hours."

Luo Ye stared eagerly at the porridge container: "Oh time, please pass quickly."

"Look at how greedy you are." Wen Xin chastised her with a laugh.

The door to the hospital room was pushed open, and Seventh Uncle Ye’s lean figure appeared at the door, smiling as he looked at Luo Ye: "You seem to be enjoying your days here."

"Master?" Luo Ye, surprised and happy, tried to sit up, but Wen Xin stopped her daughter while greeting Seventh Uncle Ye: "Don’t move around."

"Godfather, please sit." Sang Qingqing got up and offered her seat to Seventh Uncle Ye.

After Seventh Uncle Ye sat down, he reproached slightly: "Wen Xin, you and Zhenggang didn’t notify me at all. If it wasn’t for a coincidental matter I had to discuss with Xiao Xuan, I wouldn’t have known that Ye’er was hospitalized."

Wen Xin hurriedly explained: "Seventh Brother, we did mean to inform you. But when I thought about it, you’re managing the Ye family’s East China business on your own, it’s very busy. After considering it, we didn’t notify you."

"Just joking with you, this kind of minor surgery is a piece of cake for Ye’er. I also had some affairs to handle, so I stopped by on the way." Seventh Uncle Ye examined Luo Ye’s pulse, nodding with satisfaction: "Not bad, the girl has good fundamentals."

"And here I thought Master came especially to see me." Luo Ye puckered her mouth, feigning disappointment: "Turns out, it was just on the way."

"You little girl, if it were up to me, you should be running around on your own after surgery, still needing Qingqing to feed you, when did you become so spoiled?"

Luo Ye looked at her master with wide eyes, full of relief: "Luckily I had my surgery here. Otherwise, I’d probably be chased by Big Yellow and Big White right now."

"Turns out you were right," Seventh Uncle Ye chuckled: "When you’re on holiday, you’ll have to spend some quality time training with Big Yellow and Big White."

"Did Master come alone?" Luo Ye quickly changed the subject.

"No, Xiao Xuan picked me up from the airport and came with me; he went to park the car, so I came up first," Seventh Uncle Ye checked the time: "That boy, taking such a long time just to park."

"He definitely got seduced by a nurse." Luo Ye curled her lip: "Looking like trouble wherever he goes, big trouble..."

"Ye’er." Wen Xin glared at her daughter.

Seventh Uncle Ye waved his hand: "It’s okay, I also think Xiao Xuan looks like trouble." He changed the subject: "But no one should criticize anyone else."

"Alright, I’ll take that as a compliment," Luo Ye grinned and touched her cheek: "Being told I’m pretty is always better than being called ugly."

"Who would dare to call Ye’er ugly?" Ye Xuan entered with a smile on his face.

"What’s the good news?" Luo Ye looked at him with suspicion; such an expression on this guy was rare.

"Nothing." Ye Xuan shook his head.

"You don’t look quite right to me," Seventh Uncle Ye sized him up and down: "Could it really be as Ye’er guessed, that you got lured away by some nurse?"

"Seventh Uncle!" Ye Xuan looked helpless: "Why are you joining in her nonsense too?"

"Alright, let’s not mess around, seeing that Ye’er is lively and jumping around makes me relieved," Seventh Uncle Ye glanced at the time again: "I have a meeting with a friend at eight o’clock, and I’m not familiar with the roads, I’d better head out early."

Ye Xuan quickly stopped him: "Seventh Uncle, stay a bit longer. I’ll drive you."

"You’re willing to leave?" Seventh Uncle Ye teased, laughing: "Given your current mood, you’d probably want to stay by Ye’er’s side every second, right?"

"Seventh Uncle, it’s settled, I’ll take you," Ye Xuan raised the bags in his hand: "I picked up some snacks on the way here. It’ll have to do."

"Now that you mention it, I’m actually hungry," Seventh Uncle Ye moved the bedside table to the middle and looked towards Wen Xin and Sang Qingqing: "Wen Xin, Qingqing, have you two eaten?"

"Not yet," Wen Xin smiled: "Luckily, I brought a few extra bowls. My mom also cooked some millet porridge, grown by Uncle Liu at the foot of the mountain in the garden. It smells great."

"Let me have a few sips," Luo Ye looked at everyone pleadingly: "At least let me join in."

"Okay, Ye’er, come and sit," Ye Xuan carefully helped her sit on the bed and sat next to her so she could lean on him: "Mom, please serve a little for Ye’er, she’ll be fine."

"Alright, just like a child with a sweet tooth," Wen Xin smiled at her daughter; the latter’s dark eyes were filled with laughter looking back at her, and suddenly her heart melted into a puddle: "Ye’er being like this reminds me of when you were five or six years old."

Sang Qingqing laughed: "When Ye’er was little, she must have been quite mischievous, right?"

"She was well-behaved when she was small, trembling with fear whenever she saw her dad..." As she spoke, Wen Xin’s smile froze for a moment, and she sighed: "Thank goodness this child is perceptive."

Knowing her mom was reminded of the past, Luo Ye quickly shifted the topic: "If you keep reminiscing, our breakfast will turn into lunch."

"Such an exaggeration," Wen Xin quickly opened the thermos and served the millet porridge: "Seventh Uncle, Xiao Ye, Qingqing, let’s eat."

"What about me?" Luo Ye muttered discontentedly: "Just gave me a taste at the bottom of the bowl, that’s too stingy. By the way, Mom, why did you only bring millet porridge?"

"Was afraid you’d crave it; your grandma wouldn’t let me bring anything else."

"Grandma is really nice to me," Luo Ye said contentedly: "I’m not eating, let everyone stay hungry together, heh heh..."

"Wen Xin..." Suddenly, the door to the ward was pushed open, and a trembling, low voice came in, drawing everyone’s gaze—a middle-aged woman in her fifties stood there, her expression filled with excitement as she stared at Wen Xin.

Ye Xuan quickly greeted: "Hello, Aunt Qi."

Luo Ye hesitated for a moment: "Hello, Minister Zhan!"

Seventh Uncle Ye smiled naturally: "Yu Ying, are you here to see Ye’er too?"

"Wen Xin..." Zhan Yuying seemed not to hear anyone else’s voice, and called out again.

After a moment, Wen Xin stood up with a smile: "Sister Yu Ying, come sit down."

Zhan Yuying stepped forward, holding her hand tightly, her voice trembling: "After so many years, Xiao Xin is still as beautiful."

"You’re really exaggerating, my daughter is all grown up, how can she still be called beautiful," Wen Xin’s smile was warm and genuine: "I didn’t expect to see you here."

Luo Ye whispered in Ye Xuan’s ear: "Did you run into her when you came up?"

Ye Xuan squeezed her hand in response.

"Ye’er, you’re much better now, right?" Zhan Yuying’s gaze turned to Luo Ye.

"Much better, thank you for your concern," Luo Ye smiled sweetly: "Should I call you ’master’s wife’ or ’Minister Zhan’?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets at Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation.)