I want to be my ex-boyfriend's aunt every day

"Zhao Caijun is now our Party A."

She stressed, "It's inappropriate to stand down after just cooperating."

"If we can cooperate, we will cooperate. If we can't cooperate, that's fine too."

"Oh, you are really acting on impulse."

Xia Yunshu didn't know why Fu Yufan asked her out for dinner.

She just told the truth about everything. She kept looking at Fu Yufan with a probing look, but unfortunately she could not see the power of life and death or jealousy in his eyes.

She could only find time to call Zhao Caijun and apologize repeatedly.

Fortunately, Zhao Caijun could completely understand. He was slightly melancholy, "Where's Chen Qianqian? Is she coming?"

"She is the main character of the finale. Mr. Zhao, you have to strike hard. I have already contacted her for you. She is still hesitant and hesitant. You can contact her again and keep her safe."

Love requires passion.

Especially for men, how can they be slow to warm up and how can they remain motionless?

Zhao Caijun nodded and said, "I will keep working on it."

Just after I hung up the call and dropped my phone, a call came from an unfamiliar number.

She has been busy with business recently, so she can only answer the call first.

On the other end of the phone was the nanny, Wang Ma. Her weather-beaten voice was heartbreaking. When she was at home, Wang Ma would secretly save food for herself, even though she was often scolded by Xue Huirong for this.

Every time, Wang's mother apologized humbly and promised not to do it again.

But in reality, they never change.

At home, her relationship with Wang Ma was even better than her relationship with Xia Hong. She had always been thinking that if she had the ability in the future, she would definitely help Wang Ma out of her misery.

“Miss,” Wang Ma’s voice choked with sobs, “the family is in chaos right now. Maybe you don’t know it yet. Sigh…”

She knew nothing about Xia Hong's stroke, Xue Huirong's seizure of power, and Xia Yingying's resignation.

They left Xia Hong to the caregiver and Wang Ma.

The caregivers were very good at observing people's expressions and also looked down on Xia Hong. However, Aunt Wang was always by his side. Xia Hong was in a very bad condition and was already on a ventilator.

He had been unconscious for longer than he had been awake. When Wang Ma told him everything, Xia Yunshu said, "I won't go see him."

"Miss, no matter what...he is your father after all."

"At the birthday party, he had severed his father-daughter relationship with me. Everyone knows it, doesn't it?"

Over the years, the thin fatherly love at the birthday party had already disappeared. "Okay, Aunt Wang, I have something else to do so I won't talk to you anymore. I'll contact my uncle later. You can come to work at the Lin family."

"Miss, but..."

What else does Wang Ma have to say?

But Xia Yunshu hung up the phone resolutely.

She clicked on the page and started working, but she could no longer concentrate. In the end, she still felt sympathy for Xia Hong. She had reminded her father about this before.

But they were met with cold words in return. Now, the company is going from bad to worse. Xue Huirong and Xia Yingying not only have no intention of turning the tide, but are also preparing to maximize their profits and scramble frantically for their own property.

Xia Yunshu smiled bitterly.

Without the support of the Lin family, what would Xia Hong have? The company was about to collapse. Seeing that it was time to get off work, Xia Yunshu packed up his things and left in a hurry.

She had originally planned to have dinner with Fu Yufan, but it looked like she was going to break the appointment.

Before going to the Central Hospital, she contacted Wang Ma, who happened to be out buying food. The two met at the entrance of the inpatient department. Wang Ma hurriedly brought the hot buns she bought to her, "Miss, you eat, I've already eaten."

Just like many years ago, Xia Yunshu took the things with a smile, and the two of them went upstairs chatting.

"She left him and went away?" Ever since Xia Hong took the initiative to sever ties with her, Xia Yunshu decided to never have any contact with her again. She only referred to him as "he" but could never call him "Dad" again.

How could Xia Yunshu possibly write off those brutal acts that harmed him?

Aunt Wang nodded. "I didn't think they would be so cruel and heartless, Yunshu. Recently they have been planning to take away the villa. As for the company, you know it's a mess and there's not much profit."

Ever since Lin Chi withdrew his shares, the Xia family has never been able to recover.

Although it had not gone bankrupt, it was on the verge of collapse. Xia Yunshu had known this a long time ago.

"This house was given to him by my grandfather. The ownership should be in our hands. How could she take it away?"

"Miss, this is the main reason why I contacted you." In the elevator, Aunt Wang grabbed Xia Yunshu's hand and said earnestly, "We can't just let them take her away like this."

Xia Yunshu nodded, "Okay, I understand."

After exiting the elevator, Aunt Wang led the way and the two entered the ward.

The ward was filled with smoke. On the bed at the door was an elderly man with muscular atrophy. His caregiver was a middle-aged man in his forties. The man complained, "Look at you. If you could just stretch your legs and stare, you wouldn't have to suffer, and we would all be free."

The old man was dying and said nothing.

There were tubes of various instruments all over his body, which looked shocking.

On the middle bed was a lonely man. His temperament changed drastically after the operation. Sometimes he would chat with strangers excitedly, but more often he would drink and smoke alone, or read martial arts novels from the 1970s and 1980s.

Probably to prevent patients from committing suicide, the window can only be opened one-third.

Xia Yunshu couldn't believe that his father would fall to this point, and a sense of desolation and sadness ran through his heart.

She thought they were birds of a feather, sharing the same roots.

How could the ending be so sad and miserable?

On the hospital bed against the wall, Xia Hong was dying.

"Boss Xia," Wang Ma came closer, adjusted the height of the bed, and carefully lowered her voice to remind, "Yun Shu is back. Yun Shu is here to see you."

Xia Hong didn't react at all.

Xia Yunshu was neither standing nor sitting.

She had an urge to escape, but reason made her stay.

Recently, Xue Huirong and Xia Yingying have been trying their best to squeeze every penny out of the Xia family. They have long forgotten about Xia Hong. According to Aunt Wang, they haven't visited him for three days.

Even when she came, Xia Yingying never got close to her father.

As for Xue Huirong, she would take out a bunch of strange documents and ask him to fingerprint. Wang Ma was accustomed to this.

How could he become a vegetable out of nowhere? Could it be that Xia Hong had encountered some unknown calculations and setbacks? Xia Yunshu stepped out and prepared to talk to the doctor.

The doctor said earnestly, "With a stroke and underlying disease, you are in this state now."

"Will it get better?" Xia Yunshu held on to a glimmer of hope.

But the doctor shook his head and said, "The mortality rate is very low, but the probability of recovery is even lower. It requires someone to be by your side all the time. In fact, it makes no difference whether he is in the hospital or at home now."

The doctor gave her a detailed and easy-to-understand introduction.

When Xia Yunshu heard this, he suddenly understood the cause of the disease.