Zhan Lianshi got into the car, the driver started the engine, and the car quickly drove out of Dells Manor.
In the back seat of the car, Zhan Lianshi looked at the gradually shrinking manor in the rearview mirror. He turned his eyes, looked ahead, and then closed his eyes.
— Kyoto, Saturday morning.
Beilin Hospital, Zhan Wenshu's office.
Zhan Keke sat on the sofa, her big eyes closed, her little head raised, and she obediently let Zhan Wenshu apply medicine to her.
Next to her, Zhan Qibei was sitting on the sofa, looking at this cute little girl with eyes full of love.
"Auntie, will you feel better after applying the medicine today?"
The little girl's eyelashes were moving, but she didn't open her eyes. It was obvious that she wanted to, but she wouldn't open her eyes without Zhan Wenshu's permission.
Zhan Wenshu looked at the red mark on the little girl's forehead after the scab peeled off. Over the course of a few days, the scar scabbed over, and now the scab has peeled off leaving only a red mark. This is almost healed.
However, since there are scars, it is still too early to avoid scars.
"No, it's still red here."
Zhan Keke pouted, "How long will it take?
It’s been three days.”
"Keke didn't call or video chat with dad for three days."
Zhan Keke was counting the days, three days, and today happened to be the fourth day.
In other words, it was already the fourth day since her fight with Jiang Limei.
Counting today, she hasn't called or video-recorded her father for four days.
This has never happened before.
She couldn't bear it anymore.
Zhan Wenshu wiped it almost completely, closed the lid and said, "Okay, open your eyes."
For a moment, her big eyes opened, Zhan Keke looked at the person standing in front of her, and said aggrievedly and painfully: "Auntie, Keke misses her father so much."
How could Zhan Wenshu not know Zhan Keke's thoughts? These days, the little girl has been talking about it every day, so much that her ears are about to grow.
But there is no way, Lian Shi hasn't come back yet, and I don't know how things are going with him, when he will come back, and I don't know if he should continue to hide it.
After all, the child really misses his father.
"Auntie knows that our little Keke misses daddy very much, but the scar on your forehead is still there. If daddy wants to see it, then..." Zhan Keke immediately interrupted Zhan Wenshu, "Keke can stop video chatting with dad first, Keke can
Just call dad."
"Keke, it's good to listen to dad's voice!"
"This..." "Grandpa, give Uncle Fu a call."
Beside, Zhan Qibei spoke, Zhan Wenshu looked at the old man, Zhan Keke also looked at Zhan Qibei with his big eyes, his little hand quickly grabbed Zhan Qibei's hand, and said excitedly: "Really?
Grandpa calls Uncle Fu, can Keke call daddy?"
Zhan Qibei held Zhan Keke's little hand, patted the back of her fleshy hand, and said kindly, "Grandpa went out to make a call, waiting."
"Um!"
Zhan Keke nodded heavily, that was refreshing and straightforward.
Zhan Qi Beizhu stood up with his cane and left Zhan Wenshu's office.
Zhan Wenshu looked at it with mixed emotions.
They didn't know where Lian Shi was or what he was doing, but it seemed that Dad knew.
"Keke can definitely call daddy, I believe it!"
Zhan Keke sat on the sofa, full of confidence.
Zhan Wenshu looked at the little girl's confident and sunny face. She sat next to the little girl and hugged her, "Why are you so sure?
My aunt is so curious."
Zhan Keke raised his chin and said proudly: "Keke hasn't called dad for three days. Keke misses dad, and dad also misses Keke."
"oh?
Still like this?
My aunt really didn’t expect it at all.
"Hmph! Keke misses daddy, and daddy misses Keke too."
"Just like Coco misses mommy, dad also misses mommy."
Zhan Wen was relieved, but his heart also tightened.
She looked at the little girl, her face didn't look sad at all. This was the first time the little girl took the initiative to talk about mommy, and she wasn't sad at all.
"Little Coco, my aunt has a question for you. Can you answer it?"
Zhan Wenshu asked tentatively.
Zhan Keke looked at her immediately and said, "Okay! If my aunt asks Keke, Keke will definitely answer."
"real?"
"Really! It's necessary!"
The little girl looked determined.
Zhan Wenshu frowned, "But my aunt is worried that if she asks our little Keke, she will cry."
"ah?
cry?
Why?
Why is Coco crying?"
"Because..." Zhan Keke looked at Zhan Wenshu curiously. Zhan Wenshu looked at these pure eyes and said, "Because my aunt wants to ask Keke's mommy."
Zhan Keke was stunned, then blinked his eyelashes and said, "No, Keke won't cry."
There was no sadness or sorrow in these big eyes. Zhan Wenshu smiled and said, "Okay, my aunt asked!"
"good!"
"Keke misses mommy?"
"Of course, Coco has always missed Mommy. Although Mommy is not with Coco, she is always here."
Zhan Keke said, placing his little hand on his chest, very firm and affirmative.
Zhan Wenshu smiled broadly and nodded, "Yes, my aunt believes it."
"But my aunt has a question, why doesn't our little Keke talk about mommy as much as we talk about daddy?"
"Because daddy is with Keke. Keke can see her daddy if she wants to, but mommy is different."
"Mommy is sick. She can't see Keke, and she can't see her father. Keke keeps talking about Mommy, but she can't see her either. Dad will feel uncomfortable, and Coco will feel uncomfortable too."
"So, Keke hides mommy in her heart, just like daddy."
Zhan Keke raised her little face and covered her heart with a look of pride and confidence.
Zhan Wenshu looked at this little face, feeling distressed and soft-hearted.
This child has changed.
It's not as fragile as it was at the beginning.
Zhan Wenshu kissed Zhan Keke's little face and said, "Mommy also hides Keke in her heart."
"That's right, Mommy loves Coco very much."
Yes.
There is no mother who does not love her child.
Especially people like Lin Lian.
Zhan Qibei walked to a quiet place, picked up his cell phone and called Fu Cheng.
"Old man."
"Keke is thinking about Lian Shi. When will he find time to give Keke a call?"
"Okay, I will tell Mr. Zhan."
"Um."
Zhan Qibei hung up the phone.
He doesn't tell or ask too much, he knows everything that needs to be known, and he doesn't worry about what he doesn't know.
Uncle Liu stood behind Zhan Qibei and said, "According to your instructions, Uncle Li has told Miss Lin about Zhao Qiwei's recent situation."
"Um."
Zhan Qibei took off his cell phone, turned around, and walked to Zhan Wenshu's office with his cane.
Shengshi Group.
Fu sat in the office chair and looked at the time. It was nine-twenty. It was now three-twenty in the morning in Milan.
He put his phone on his desk and continued working.
At this time, he hoped that Mr. Zhan would have a good rest.