My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

Wan Sutong sighed heavily, her heart was in a mess. "Alas, I fell asleep and just woke up. I was just about to go check it out. I'll hang up first. I'll tell you later."

Liu Tang on the other end of the phone said "Oh" and said hurriedly, "Then go quickly."

Wan Sutong hummed dully, then leaned against the cold wall and slowly slid down to the ground. After a moment, he turned off his phone, lowered his head and looked at the ground in silence.

It was unknown how long it took Wan Sutong to stand up, and walked towards the stairwell with a shaky body. At this time, a burst of hurried footsteps came from the stairwell, and it sounded like it came from downstairs. Wan Sutong looked down curiously, and when she saw the appearance of the person who came, Wan Sutong subconsciously called out "Daddy".

When Wan Yanzhong heard the call, he quickly raised his head and met Wan Sutong's eyes. The next moment, Wan Sutong came back to her senses and was about to pretend to make a phone call, but she saw Wan Yanzhong calling out "my daughter" with tears in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, Wan Sutong hurriedly turned around and ran downstairs. At this moment, she finally determined that it was not a dream!

Wan Yanzhong hurriedly responded upon seeing this, and then hugged Wan Sutong in his arms, "Nannan, where is your mother?"

Wan Sutong quickly turned around and pointed to the third floor. "It's 315. My mother is fine."

Wan Yanzhong nodded and felt Wan Sutong's body tremble a little. He patted Wan Sutong on the back and said, "Take a deep breath. It's okay. Is your brother awake?"

Wan Sutong took a deep breath and then shook her head. "I don't know either. I was just planning to go check it out."

Wan Yanzhong let go of Wan Sutong, looked at her tense expression and touched her face. "It's okay, think positively, I'll go and accompany you, your mother."

Wan Sutong nodded and walked upstairs quickly. She ran into her uncle Xu Jicai on the sixth floor. "Tongtong, how is your mother?"

Wan Sutong was a little surprised to see Xu Jicai coming out from the sixth floor, and then quickly replied, "My mother is awake, uncle, how did you come out from the sixth floor?"

After hearing this, Xu Jicai slapped his thigh excitedly and said, "Your cousin was transferred to the general ward of the orthopedics department last night! The doctor said he might wake up today, and your aunt is watching over him."

Wan Sutong almost jumped up with excitement after hearing this. "Really? That's great!" She turned around quickly and said, "I'll go tell my mom." She picked up her phone and called Ye Wan while walking.

After the call was connected, Wan Sutong laughed and said, "Baby, my brother has been transferred to the general ward. The doctor said he might wake up today. You don't have to worry."

Ye Wan on the other end of the phone hummed excitedly, "Tell me when you wake up, I'll come over if I have time!"

After saying this, Wan Sutong only looked at her feet. When she saw a pair of leather shoes coming into view, it was too late. She bumped into the man's arms.

The next moment, a familiar voice came into my ears: "Be careful"

Wan Sutong suddenly raised her head and met the gaze of the person in front of her. She saw that the man in front of her had very natural platinum short hair, which seemed to be the recently popular wolf-tail hairstyle. At this moment, his peach blossom eyes were full of smiles, but more of them were doting.

"Jinghua..."

After hearing this, Zhao Jinghua raised his hand and held Wan Sutong in his arms. A smile that had been lost appeared on the corner of his mouth. He leaned over and whispered in Wan Sutong's ear, "Long time no see, welcome back."

Wan Sutong was stunned for a moment and then hugged Zhao Jinghua tightly, tears welling up in her eyes. "It's really you."

Zhao Jinghua's eyes were full of smiles as he gently stroked Wan Sutong's back and said, "Don't cry."

Wan Sutong shook her head and said with a choked voice, "These are tears of excitement. I want to ask you a question." After saying that, she raised her head and looked at Zhao Jinghua very seriously.

Zhao Jinghua smiled and nodded. "Ask me. I will tell you everything I know."

Wan Sutong hugged Zhao Jinghua tightly as if she was afraid that he would run away. "Are you a modern person?"

Zhao Jinghua shook his head and raised his hand to gently stroke Wan Sutong's back. Wan Sutong saw him shaking his head and asked again, "You are the ancient god Xihua, right?"

"Yes, I am, but I didn't recognize you at the beginning... Firstly, I was afraid that you would be reluctant to leave, and secondly, I didn't want you to be sad again."

"So you've been waiting for me in this world for twenty-eight years? Then why didn't you come find me?"

Zhao Jinghua chuckled after hearing this and then raised his hand to wipe away the tears from Wan Sutong's cheeks. "If I go to find you in advance, won't I be regarded as a lunatic?"

Wan Sutong buried herself in Zhao Jinghua's arms and wiped her tears with his shirt. When she raised her head, she did not forget to touch Zhao Jinghua's abdominal muscles. "Let's go, I'll take you to see my mother." After saying that, she took Zhao Jinghua's hand and walked downstairs

Zhao Jinghua tilted his head and looked at Wan Sutong without blinking, his eyes full of doting at this moment, letting Wan Sutong hold his hand and walk forward

After a while, the two of them walked silently to the outside of Ward 315. Wan Sutong took a deep breath and then pushed the door open and walked in.

At this time, Wan Yanzhong was sitting beside Su Qinghui's bed in the ward. When they heard the door open, they looked towards the door.

Seeing this, Wan Yanzhong asked with a worried look on his face, "Tongtong is back, how is your brother?"

Wan Sutong took Zhao Jinghua's hand and walked into the ward. "My uncle said that he was transferred to the general ward of the orthopedics department, and the doctor said that he would wake up today."

Su Qinghui and Wan Yanzhong both breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, but they showed completely different expressions when they saw Zhao Jinghua.

Su Qinghui's eyes were filled with disbelief and surprise, while Wan Yanzhong stood up respectfully and asked, "Boss Zhao, do you want to talk to me about something?" But when he saw Wan Sutong holding his hand, he suddenly realized something and said, "You are a very secretive guy!"

The following is our latest report: the famous actress Zou Yu died suddenly at home. According to the forensic examination, she died in her sleep in the early morning of yesterday. She did not have any disease and did not take any sleeping pills or harmful drugs. The cause of death is currently unknown.

Our second report said that Mr. Xu of Yacai Group was attacked by his opponent in the middle of yesterday's race. His car flew out of the field and he suffered a severe head injury. He is currently receiving treatment at the First People's Hospital and has been transferred to a general ward.

The third report of our station is shocking! The chairman of Haohai Group, Zhao, actually has a seven-year-old daughter. According to insiders, the girl's nickname is San San. The chairman himself still maintains the practice of seemingly denying but actually acquiescing.

The above is all our report. Dear viewers, we will meet you at 7 o'clock tomorrow night.

Xu Fengming was lying on the hospital bed with a big bald head, his left hand and neck were covered with plaster. He sighed with grief while watching the news reports, "Zou Yu, Zou Yu...Alas, what can I say about you?"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the ward. Xu Fengming sighed and said with a hint of helplessness, "Come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wan Sutong pushed the door open and walked in. "Are you awake, brother?"

Xu Fengming's eyes lit up immediately and he hooked his right hand, "Quick, quick, come here, my dear sister, I thought I would never see you again."

Wan Sutong walked in with a smile on her face. At this moment, Zhao Jinghua was following behind her.

Xu Fengming said jokingly, "Hey, President Zhao changed his hairstyle. I almost didn't recognize you. This is called a wolf tail, right?"

After hearing this, Zhao Jinghua followed Wan Sutong to the bedside slowly, then raised his eyebrows and said in a teasing tone, "Why does Mr. Xu also want to have a haircut? Then you have to wait at least half a year."

Xu Fengming was confused after hearing this. He raised his right hand to touch his hair, but he touched his bald scalp. "Ah? I didn't have a craniotomy, why did you shave my hair? I just dyed my hair yellow!

Zhao Jinghua turned his head and chuckled after hearing this. "I heard from my uncle that your hair was covered in blood and had already solidified. He was too lazy to wash it for you. My uncle didn't like it anyway, so he shaved it for you."

Wan Sutong lowered her head and suppressed her smile.

Xu Fengming was speechless. "I..." At this point, he spoke in a pleading tone, "Sister!"

After hearing this, Wan Sutong raised her head and looked at him with a smile, "What's wrong, brother? Do you have any instructions?"

Xu Fengming couldn't help sighing, "You order a wig for your brother." He pointed at Zhao Jinghua's hair and said, "I want one like this! If you don't have one, let my assistant take it to the barber shop to get one cut. I can't meet your sister-in-law with a bare head!"

Zhao Jinghua coughed lightly, then took out a red envelope from his trouser pocket and handed it to Xu Fengming, "I wish you a speedy recovery."

Xu Fengming looked at the thin red envelope with a puzzled look at Zhao Jinghua, "When did President Zhao become so stingy? If you are like this, I can't marry my sister to you. What's wrong with your daughter?"

After hearing this, Wan Sutong turned and looked at Zhao Jinghua

Zhao Jinghua looked at the same expression on the brother and sister's face and couldn't help laughing. "Inside is a check for one million. As for the child, it's 0533."

Wan Sutong and Xu Fengming widened their eyes when they heard this, and then nodded in sudden realization.

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