736. Love Is the Superstition of the Right Time and Place 1
After Han Shaoqi's torment for a period of time, Mr. Han's body was not as good as before. He just sat for a while and his energy became a little weak. Father Han hurriedly helped Mr. Han walk to the ward next to him. Before leaving, he told Mother Han to take good care of Han Shaoqi.
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Mother Han nodded.
The ward was filled with the smell of disinfectant. The debris left on the floor had been carefully cleaned up by the nurses, and everyone had dispersed, making it look particularly quiet.
Mother Han had already put away the tears of excitement on her face, looking at Han Shaoqi's quiet and handsome features, and refused to look away.
In early spring, the cool wind blew past the bed, hitting my body with a slight chill.
He stood up gently and closed the window without making a sound.
Returning to the hospital bed again, Han's mother looked at the face that was exactly the same as Han's father, and couldn't help but be immersed in the memories of the past.
This child is obviously his biological child, but his personality is similar to his. He is persistent and stubborn. He has nothing inherited from his father or himself, except for his face.
Sighing slightly, Mother Han's always proud face now flashed a look of solemnity.
He looked at Han Shaoqi with faint eyes, motionless.
Father Han settled Old Man Han down and entered the ward.
He lowered his voice and said, "There are still some things in the company, I'll go take care of them."
Mother Han nodded with a soft expression.
I originally wanted to rush to the company to comfort the shareholders who had different intentions, but because Han Shaoqi had not attended the board of directors in recent times, the other shareholders of the Han Group did not say anything out of respect for Mr. Han, fearing that they were already ready to make a move.
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If this continues, it will be extremely detrimental to the future development of the Han Group.
But on the way, he was told that Han Shaoqi woke up and hurried over, but no one from the Han Group was still in charge.
Mother Han naturally understood the pros and cons. After this period of tempering, her temperament was no longer as arrogant as before, and she no longer messed around.
Father Han hurried downstairs and ran towards the Han Group.
At a casual glance, he saw a thin figure disappearing at the end of the road and around the corner, looking at a loss. Father Han was stunned for a moment, as the figure had long since disappeared. He sighed and had no choice but to walk to the garage.
The bright sunshine exudes warm light, shining on every pedestrian walking in a hurry, giving off a warm flavor.
But at this moment, Huangfu Yao was like a soulless doll, walking along a road at a loss, not knowing where to go.
There were still tears on his face that had been dried by the wind, which attracted strange looks from passers-by. However, Huangfu Yao turned a blind eye and continued to move slowly.
Holding his chest, it seemed as if it had been cut into several pieces and dripping with blood.
Huangfu whispered, what should I do? What should I do? I should be happy that you woke up, but why is my heart so sad? Such pain?
She walked aimlessly on the street for a long time, not knowing where she ended up. It wasn't until she got tired that she stopped, found a hotel and walked in. Now, she needed a quiet place to have a good sleep.
She didn't want to be disturbed, so she didn't want to go back to the mountainside villa.
Afraid of being found by her brother, she did not use a credit card and only withdrew cash.
After opening the room and telling no one to disturb him, he entered the room. The door closed inch by inch behind him, and Huangfu Yao immediately slid to the floor.