As for the dean, after Su Ziqi left, he immediately ordered someone to cut off the surveillance screen, turned around and looked at Yang Zinsong who had stood up, and asked doubtfully, "Mr. Yang, I don't think your granddaughter cares much about you.
If you have a big hatred, it is better to tell her everything so that she can take precautions to avoid getting hurt."
But Yang Zinsong shook his head and disagreed with the dean's words. "She is just too kind, so it would be better for her not to know some things. Remember, you are not allowed to find anyone to follow or protect her, otherwise Leng Chenfeng will become suspicious.
Our investigation would be in vain."
"I got it, then I'll go out first. You continue to sit in the wheelchair, and I'll have someone turn the screen back." The dean reminded him before leaving.
After listening to the dean's words, Yang Zinsong sat back in the wheelchair again, continued to pretend to be paralyzed, and stayed quietly in the ward.
After leaving the nursing home, Su Ziqi sat in the car and thought silently for a long time. Should she take Yang Zinsong home and take good care of him? Or should she continue to hold Yang Zinsong in the nursing home and let him end his life alone in this nursing home with hatred?
'Dong dong dong...' When she was thinking about the problem, a person stood outside the car window. Su Ziqi stared at the person outside the car window and put down the glass window in surprise. She was in a bad mood and said in a somewhat unhappy tone, "I
Say, can you please stop following me casually? I’m not a prisoner!”
Leng Chenfeng, who was standing outside the car window, shrugged and said to Su Ziqi in the driver's seat. "I'm not following you, but I'm worried about whether something will happen to you? Don't forget, we will get married soon, no matter what happens.
, I will always be with you."
After hearing these words, Su Ziqi's bad mood improved a little. She lowered her head and said apologetically, "It's not that I won't tell you, but I don't know how to tell you."
"I understand, why don't we come here to see him every month in the future as a filial piety. No matter how many mistakes he has made, seeing that he is already an old man who is about to be buried, let him spend the last period of time without any need.
Leave alone."
Leng Chenfeng's words completely touched Su Ziqi's heart. She was finally relieved of what she had been struggling with.
He opened the car door, walked out of the carriage, looked at Leng Chenfeng with a smile, and said domineeringly and childishly. "I'll leave the car to you. I'm very tired and want to take a rest."
"No problem, my wife!" As he said that, Leng Chenfeng ran to the passenger seat like a servant, opened the door, and carefully put her into the car. He ran back to the driver's seat and started the engine.
He smiled deliberately and said, "Sit down, we will go back and prepare for the wedding now."
"etc……"
Amidst her sudden shouting, Leng Chenfeng stepped on the brakes. After stopping, he turned his head and asked in confusion. "Wife, do you want to do anything else now?"
Looking at the frightened Leng Chenfeng, Su Ziqi couldn't help laughing, teasing and saying, "When did the overlord of one side become so timid and even afraid of his wife?"
"Are you making fun of me?" As he spoke, Leng Chenfeng's eyes revealed a trace of ill-intention, and he looked at the person in front of him and told her, "I'm not afraid of my wife, it's just a sign of my love for my wife."
"Don't dare, don't dare, how dare I make fun of you. I asked you to wait because I just wanted to go somewhere with you." Then, the smile on Su Ziqi's face gradually disappeared, and melancholy and seriousness crawled out.