Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

Zhu Xia's lips curled up slightly.

She caught a glimpse of She Yi and Xiao Jiyan approaching, and she casually put the card into her pocket.

"I can smell the fragrance from far away. Where do all these delicious foods come from? Doctor Su is not here today." Xiao Jiyan glanced at the food boxes on the table with amazement in his eyes.

She Yi pointed to the label on the side of the food box and said, "It's a high-end restaurant. It must not be sent by the patient or his family."

She leaned closer to Zhu Xia and asked quietly, "Isn't this a farewell dinner?"

"No, what are you thinking about?" Zhu Xia smiled and poked She Yi with his elbow, "There are too many dishes, let's eat together, otherwise it will be a waste if we can't finish it."

She Yi was older than all of them and was considered the head of the family. She did not refuse but sat down directly and arranged the dishes in a familiar manner.

"If Dr. Su knew there was delicious food, she would probably regret not coming to the hospital today." Xiao Jiyan said as he wiped the table with a tissue.

"When she comes back, let's go to the restaurant to eat together." She Yi said as she unpacked the chopsticks and handed them to Zhu Xia.

They acted so quickly that Zhu Xia had no chance of using any skills and had to take the chopsticks obediently.

Faced with the sumptuous meal, Xiao Jiyan didn't know where to start.

Zhu Xia was not that particular. He was hungry after a busy day, so he ate slowly.

"When will Dr. Su come back?" Zhu Xia asked casually.

"Tomorrow." She Yi replied.

"If she doesn't come back, the world will change." Xiao Jiyan said seriously.

Zhu Xia and She Yi looked up at him at the same time, thinking he had inside information.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Jiyan took out his cell phone and showed them the weather page: "Didn't you check the weather forecast? It will rain heavily tomorrow."

"Just tell us, don't tell this kind of joke to the patients." She Yi said earnestly.

Zhu Xia pursed her lips and smiled.

The streets of the port city are illuminated at night, and the tall buildings are coated with a layer of prosperity and brilliance. Looking down from the top of Victoria Peak, it looks like a city of cold lights in a science fiction movie.

The He family's old house located on the top of Victoria Peak is brightly lit.

The sound of conversation from the living room downstairs came up. He Lianzhou lowered his head and took a cigarette. He heard Jiang Anyu say with a smile that the old man liked Farah more and more.

"It's not a good thing for the whole family to revolve around Farah. When will you help to reduce the burden?" Jiang Anyu asked.

He Lianzhou didn't say anything.

Jiang Anyu: "I ran into Chief Lu Qian and the old man at the teahouse yesterday. From what Chief Lu said, he knew Doctor Zhu."

The friction sound of the sliding grinding wheel of the lighter was heard, white smoke rose, and He Lianzhou lit the cigarette that was between his lips.

"Why do you introduce him to Commander Lu instead of taking him home?" Jiang Anyu smiled maliciously.

He Lianzhou slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and a thin mist lingered and gradually dissipated, revealing his handsome face and a pair of dark and deep eyes.

"How's Farah?" he asked calmly.

When talking about his baby daughter, Jiang Anyu looked melancholy and said, "Same old, poor immunity, she gets fever and cold from time to time."

Since Jiang Zhao's mother passed away, Jiang Anyu has reduced most of his work and focused on taking care of Jiang Zhao.

But over the years, Jiang Zhao's condition has not improved much.

He Lianzhou nodded, his expression showing no emotion.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Anyu said, "He Mingliang and Liang Yiying are getting married. Your second uncle probably wants to use the Liang family in Australia to control you."

He Lianzhou flicked the cigarette ash with his fingertips, and half of it fell silently.

"But he is still naive." A hint of mockery appeared on Jiang Anyu's gentle face.

He Yanmin was unable to defeat He Yanting in his early years, so how could he be a match for He Lianzhou?

Jiang Anyu thought of something and looked at the tall and straight man in front of the French window with a solemn expression:

"Your father is going to take that woman back home."

"He can't enter the house." He Lianzhou said it lightly, but his voice was cold.

Outsiders only know that He Jihua passed over his two sons and gave up the throne directly to his grandson He Lianzhou, but few people know the reason.

He Jihua's two sons, He Yanting and He Yanmin.

He Jihua undoubtedly valued the former more, but it was a pity that He Yanting caused something ridiculous.

Extramarital affair.

The person he cheated with was his wife's half-sister, his sister-in-law Jiang Yao.

Jiang Qiyun, Miss Hong Kong, is a world-renowned jewelry designer, and many of her works have been exhibited in three famous international museums.

She is a woman with great business acumen and personal charm.

I never expected that the melodramatic drama on TV's 8 o'clock drama would happen to me.

Jiang Anyu still remembers it clearly. Ten years ago, He Yanting brought Jiang Yao to see He Jihua, and the old man was so angry that he was sent to the hospital.

He Jihua does not agree with He Yanting and Jiang Qiyun's divorce.

And Jiang Qiyun, this powerful woman, drove He Yanting out of the group.

Jiang Qiyun devoted herself to her work, and within a few years, He Lianzhou officially took over the business empire.

If things only ended here, it wouldn't be that bad.

But something unexpected happened.

Five years ago, Jiang Qiyun learned that He Yanting and Jiang Yao had a son who was the same age as He Lianzhou.

The same age, how ironic.

They've hooked up a long time ago.

Jiang Qiyun was greatly shocked and completely withdrew from the public eye. She left Hong Kong and never returned.

Only He Lianzhou knew where she was.

"Since he came back with that woman, your father must have come for more than just a simple visit." Jiang Anyu said after thinking for a while.

He Lianzhou nodded lightly, put out his cigarette, and turned to go downstairs.

Jiang Anyu's cell phone rang, and he said, "It's Doctor Su's call. You go down first."

The living room on the first floor is full of joy.

He Jihua, He Yanmin, Cen Shu, He Chuyin, Jiang Zhao...even He Mingliang was there.

Four generations living under one roof.

He Jihua took the cherries handed to him by Jiang Zhao Farah, and his wrinkled eyes narrowed with a smile.

"Brother." He Chuyin saw He Lianzhou coming down and shouted loudly.

"Brother." He Mingliang touched his nose and called out to others angrily.

"Lianzhou, do you have a girl you like?" He Jihua leaned on the leather sofa, looked at He Lianzhou sideways and asked.

"Grandpa." He Lianzhou walked down and said slowly, "Where did you get the news?"

"Don't worry about where it comes from, just say it is or not." He Jihua held the dragon-headed cane in his hand, his voice deep and powerful, intimidating without being angry.

Before He Lianzhou could say anything, he heard He Mingliang laughing on the other side.

He Yanmin glanced at him with a knife-like glare, and He Mingliang immediately stopped smiling.

Within three seconds, the living room was filled with laughter again.

He Chuyin was hugging Jiang Zhao with a smile on her face. Jiang Zhao stretched out his two delicate arms and tickled He Chuyin's chin with his fingers. Both the big and the small were smiling happily.

"Look, Farah is already this old." He Jihua gave an example to encourage her, "How long do you plan to wait before you consider your lifelong event?"

"We will bring what we should bring when the time comes," said He Lianzhou.

When He Chuyin heard this, she turned to look at him and asked in surprise, "Does this mean that you have a sister-in-law?"