1292 don’t call young madam
Rong Yan grabbed one of Liancheng Yazhi’s fingers and smiled. “This is good too, Yingluo.”
She suddenly thought of sothing and looked up at Liancheng Yazhi.”Honey, let’s go to the hospital to see dad.”
Liancheng Yazhi was stunned for a mont. After a while, he realized that the ‘father’ Rong Yan was referring to was ‘Liancheng Bo’.
Rong Yan used to say ‘your father’, but this ti, she didn’t say’ you’.
this showed that rong yan was completely tolerant of liancheng yazhi, all the good and all the bad about him, including his father, who he didn’t like.
liancheng yazhi lifted rong yan up and held her face in his palm. well, there’s no need to be so superficial. After all, he and I don’t have any father-son relationship.
Rong Yan rubbed her face against his palm twice. but it’s the new year. After all, it’s different from usual. If you go there, it’ll be considered as you having the sa blood flowing in your veins as him.
No matter what kind of feelings Liancheng Yazhi had for Liancheng Bo.
However, the traditional Chinese New Year was a Festival to bond with family and friends. It would not make sense if the father and son were still alive, but they ignored them.
Moreover, Lian Chengbo was already so old. Half of his body was paralyzed, he couldn’t speak properly, and he had been in the hospital for a long ti without seeing any relatives. Although it was hateful, Qianqian was also pitiful now.
Rong Yan was not a Saint, but Lian Chengbo was Liancheng Yazhi’s father. She had to forgive him a little. Besides, he had already received the old man’s punishnt. There was no need to continue bickering.
He understood Rong Yan’s consideration for Liancheng Yazhi and was very touched. He held her hand even tighter. “okay, but we’re all in a good mood during the festival. if we go and see him, we might ruin the festive atmosphere. why don’t we go tomorrow? we’ll make a trip before the festival and go through the motions.”
Rong Yan raised her head and kissed his chin. “Okay, does ran ran need to bring owow?”
Liancheng Yazhi thought for a mont and shook his head.”Without Qianqian.”
“Alright then!”
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The next day, in the afternoon, Liancheng Yazhi did not go to the company. He took Rong Yan to the hospital.
before she left, rong yan said to dong tian, ” winter, don’t go to school yet. Stay at ho and look after your sister. It’s cloudy outside today, so it might snow. If owow wants to go out and play, don’t let her go. We’ll go out for a while and be back soon.
“I’ll keep an eye on her, young Madam,” Dong Tian nodded seriously.
Rong Yan sighed and reached out to poke Dong Tian’s chubby cheeks. “You silly child. I’ve told you to call Auntie, not young Madam. It sounds so distant.”
Dong Tian pursed his lips and did not speak.
He was young, but he knew his status.
Liancheng Yazhi reached out and took Rong Yan’s coat from the maid. He put it on Rong Yan and then wrapped a thick scarf around her. “Alright, let’s not make things difficult for him. Let’s go.”
The two of them left Liancheng’s house hand in hand and got into the car to the sanatorium where old master Liancheng was staying.
the sanatorium was in the eastern suburbs, which had a good environnt. it was the private sanatorium owned by the liancheng family.
When they arrived, the director quickly ca to welco them and sent them all the way to the ward where old master Liancheng was staying!
Outside the ward, the hospital director tactfully retreated!
Liancheng Yazhi pushed the door open. Inside the ward, Liancheng bozheng was sitting in a wheelchair with a tablet in front of him. From the sound of it, it seed like Wanwan was playing a ga!
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