At seven o'clock in the morning, Ye Fan appeared in the special care unit of Zhonghai People's Hospital.
After he arrived at Zhonghai on Wolf Country No. 1, he immediately took the helicopter arranged by Han Yue to the top of the hospital building.
The helicopter had just landed, and Ye Fan asked Han Yue to arrange another hour to return.
Whether or not he could be dissuaded Tang Ruoxue, Ye Fan would rush back as soon as possible.
He rushed to persuade Tang Ruoxue every second, but he did not forget to buy her favorite breakfast and white porridge.
When Ye Fan knocked on the ward, he saw Tang Ruoxue lying on the hospital bed and pondering.
Compared to her appearance in West China, Tang Ruoxue is much haggard, with melancholy between her eyebrows, obviously hiding a lot of thoughts.
Ye Fan sighed, then knocked on the door lightly.
Tang Fenghua and Wu Ma were busy in the room, cooking the milk that Tang Ruoxue wanted to drink and peeling the fruit that Tang Ruoxue wanted to eat.
Seeing Ye Fan, Wu Ma shouted in surprise: "Mr. Ye!"
Tang Fenghua was also extremely happy: "Is Ye Fan here?"
Tang Ruoxue's eyelids twitched, glanced at Ye Fan, and then avoided him, without any welcome, but he did not get angry.
Obviously, her emotions were bound by her worries.
"Sister, Ma Wu, good morning."
Ye Fan walked in and handed the big bag in his left hand to the two:
"You haven't eaten breakfast yet, are you? I bought you some breakfast and eat it while it's hot."
Then he walked towards Tang Ruoxue again, took out a food box and opened it, and the hot food inside appeared:
"Yangchun noodles, lily porridge, egg sausage noodles, and sandwiches are all things you like to eat."
Ye Fan kept a calm tone and spoke: "Which one do you want to eat?"
Tang Ruoxue said coldly: "I don't have an appetite, is there anything wrong?"
Tang Fenghua couldn't stop saying, "Ruoxue, don't do this. Ye Fan is coming back from afar, so can't you communicate well?"
"It was him who wanted to come by himself, and it wasn't me who wanted him to come back. It was a long journey to my affairs?"
Tang Ruoxue refused to comment: "And I heard that I might not show up after being ill delivery a few days ago. Now I will definitely not have any good things when I come to the hospital."
Tang Fenghua and Wu Ma smiled helplessly, obviously getting used to Tang Ruoxue's style.
"I came here today not to quarrel with you, but to talk about something calmly."
Ye Fan slowly exhaled a long breath, then picked a bowl of lily porridge for the woman and put it over:
"And you're about to have a bad temper."
He could see that Tang Ruoxue was about to give birth within 24 hours.
He also took the opportunity to take the woman's pulse and see how the mother and son are doing.
But Tang Ruoxue hid indifferently.
"I always get angry, whether I have a child or not, I have a proper attitude and don't need your care."
Tang Ruoxue was astonished as ever: "Also, aren't you going to get married? Don't you want to get too close to me?"
"So if you have something to say, don't touch your hands, so as not to be jealous."
She didn't give Ye Fan a very disrespectful face, and even moved the lily porridge away and asked Wu Ma to bring her milk.
"Can you talk about things calmly?"
Ye Fan sighed: "I just want to see what you and your child are doing."
"Thank you."
Tang Ruoxue asked back: "I heard you were married today?"
Ye Fan was stunned. Unexpectedly, Tang Ruoxue asked this question, but he deliberately avoided it, but she broke it, and felt a little uncomfortable.
However, Ye Fan did not hide or conceal: "That's right."
"It's hard for you. On the day of your wedding, I came back thousands of miles to talk to me about things."
Seeing Ye Fan admitting his wedding, Tang Ruoxue's eyes dimmed, and then his voice became cold:
"Okay, it depends on your good days. I won't care about your past grudges. By the way, I'll tell you a happy wedding."
"I also hope you can have a happy marriage for a hundred years and have a son soon."
A trace of hesitation in her heart gradually dissipated.
Seeing Tang Ruoxue like this, Tang Fenghua and Wu Ma's eyelids twitched, and they couldn't recognize Tang Ruoxue's real thoughts.
"Thanks!"
Ye Fan rubbed his head: "Ruoxue, I'll come here today..."
"Ye Fan, I know what you are doing here, and I know what you want to say. Isn't it just the twelve branches of the Tang Sect?"
Tang Ruoxue waved his hand to stop Ye Fan from speaking: "I didn't talk too much nonsense to you when I was having a husband and wife in the past."
"As long as you promise me one thing, I can not only not be the twelve leaders, but I can also let you visit your son in the future.
She stared at Ye Fan with sharp eyes: "Even you and I can be friends again."
Ye Fan frowned slightly, a little surprised that the woman was sensible.
Then he asked, "What's the matter?"
"Let Song Hongyan sell the Dihao shares to Tang Beixuan at the market price."
Tang Ruoxue spoke word by word: "Or promised that she would never control the Dihao Bank, but just enjoy the dividends she deserves every year."
"As long as Song Hongyan is not involved in the twelve branches, I can give up the position of the twelve branches."
She looked up at Ye Fan and said, "How is it?"
"Want to give up Dihao shares and have the right to do so?"
Ye Fan's tone was a little colder: "Tang Ruoxue, what are the messy conditions you are?"
"And this is Song Hongyan's business. Whether to control Dihao and whether to take office is up to her own decision."
"Do you think I have the final say?"
He couldn't think of such a request from Tang Ruoxue.
Not to mention that the Dihao Bank is related to Song Hongyan's future, it is not worth much, and it is also a gift left by Tang Pingfan to Song Hongyan. How could Ye Fan make a decision to let others give up?
"Then there is nothing to say."
Tang Ruoxue walked down from the bed, pushed Wu Ma away, who was helping her, and looked at Ye Fan with a sharp look:
"I understand your difficulties and difficulties, but you don't have to persuade me not to be the twelve leaders."
"Whether to be the leader or to be in power is up to me. Ye Fan can't persuade you."
"Otherwise, can you advise me to give up the position of the twelve leaders, why can't you advise Song Hongyan to give up the shares of Dihao Bank?"
"Do you think I am not as capable as your new wife, or do you don't want me to block your beautiful wife's way to the position?"
Her tone was filled with a sad tone: "There have always been only the new people laughing, but don't ask the old people to cry?"
"It's not the same thing at all. Don't mess around!"
Ye Fan's voice sank: "Chen Yuanyuan is asking you to be cannon fodder..."
“It’s one thing!”
Tang Ruoxue suddenly became excited and pointed his fingers on Ye Fan's nose:
"Otherwise, why can't Song Hongyan give up on the imperial throne, but I must give up the twelve branches?"
"Aren't you just afraid that I will get stuck in the position of the head of the principal, blocking your newlywed wife from becoming the twelve branches and winning the title of the sect leader?"
"Ye Fan, do you dare to say it, right?"
"You have come back from Wolf Country, or are you going back on an important day like a wedding—"
"You don't care about us, nor do you worry about the danger of going to the twelve groups."
She waved her hand to stop Tang Fenghua and Wu Ma from coming up, and looked at Ye Fan and accused him word by word:
"Otherwise, when Tang Qi told you a few days ago that his navel was about to be killed by a corpse and two lives, you should fly back from the Wolf Kingdom to protect us."
"You didn't have it, just a saying that I love to live without a child, and my distant blessing will be done."
"What does this mean? What does this mean? It means you don't have us at all, and it doesn't matter whether we are alive or not."
"So you came back today to persuade me and told me that you are worried that there will be dangers in my twelve branches of the way, and even if I get into the brain, I won't believe it."
"What you did was just under the guise of being good for me, and in essence it was to please Song Hongyan."