Shortly after she left, the door to the ward opened. The doctor came out, took off his mask, and took a deep look at Mrs. Yun.
"Thank you." She didn't ask much, just thanked her, and then walked in again.
His complexion was not very good-looking, he looked haggard and disappointed.
Yun Boqian, who was supposed to be rescued just now, is sitting on the hospital bed right now, even more energetic than he looked just now.
"she left?"
Mrs. Yun nodded, "I really didn't expect that, I have always regarded her as my daughter."
It would be a lie to say that I don't feel uncomfortable. Although I have heard about the fight for the interests of wealthy families and all kinds of ugly things, when it really happens around me and to me, the feeling is still different.
"People's hearts cannot withstand temptation." Yun Boqian sighed softly, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
Seeing her husband stand up, she hurriedly stepped forward to help him, but he waved his hand and said, "Do you really think that I am too old to move?"
"How long will this kind of drama last?" She couldn't stand it anymore.
Ever since she agreed to act with her husband, she felt uncomfortable. She was not a good liar, but every few days she had to deal with all kinds of people who came to visit her with ulterior motives. Give them all kinds of praise.
She didn't think of it before, but since her husband was "ill" and hospitalized, she has seen many things that she hadn't seen before.
The initial cautious temptation, then the gradual indifference, and now...his niece and brother are coming to seize power.
"Did Zhong Cheng come here yesterday?"
He looked out the window and asked softly. He was sleeping yesterday and vaguely heard voices outside, so he thought he blocked them.
"Yes." Nodding, Mrs. Yun said, "I said you were resting after the injection and wouldn't wake up for a while, so I sent him back."
"Father and daughter, they each have their own thoughts!" He said with emotion with a low smile.
"Zhong Cheng really plans to hand over all his property to his illegitimate son?" Mrs. Yun sighed, "Xiao Ying has been busy with him for so many years. If he does this, it will really hurt Xiao Ying's heart. "
"Do you think that my virtuous younger brother and sister are really so virtuous and gentle?" Looking back at her, Yun Boqian's smile was a little cold.
The sunlight outside shone on him, but the curtains covered half of it.
Although he is hiding here to strategize and control the overall situation, he has also made a lot of sacrifices. For example, he has not had a good time to bask in the sun and go out to get some fresh air.
Even if you are sunbathing in the ward, you have to hide behind the curtains to avoid being photographed by cameras that may be hidden at any time.
"You mean Xiaoying?" Mrs. Yun was surprised. The recent events and the people she saw were very different from before, constantly subverting her understanding.
"No, Xiaoying is like me. She never asks about the affairs of the company. If she hadn't helped me manage so many things at home these years, then I wouldn't..."
"Why do you think she has been in charge of it for so many years? She is indeed in charge of the internal affairs of the Yun family. Think about those relatives and wives, who doesn't move around with her frequently? Every time she moves around, it will affect the company to some extent. There are some personnel changes here, and you don�t even know about them. Zhong Cheng has had a woman outside for so many years, and now that he has brought his son back, he doesn�t dare to openly show his hand and divorce her. Do you know why? "
"This..." Mrs. Yun was speechless.
She is weak, so she doesn't care much about these internal affairs, and she can't manage them.
Yao Ying was a well-rounded person and had helped her a lot over the years. She was grateful from the bottom of her heart, but she didn't expect that there were so many things involved.
"Also." After a pause, Yun Boqian looked out of the window with deep eyes. In the distance is a large forest, lush and lush, which is very eye-catching. "When do you think Chuyao came into contact with woodcarving and became obsessed for these things? Do you remember, when was that?"
Her husband's words seemed to open the door to her memory. JrNovels.com