"Who are you? What does it have to do with you whether I know her or not?" Su Xinyao glanced at the other person, a strange middle-aged man. She snorted and didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Little girl..."

The middle-aged man wanted to stop Su Xinyao to ask questions, but a woman came over and said angrily, "Why are you still dawdling here? Go and complete the hospitalization procedures, don't delay Tianjun's treatment."

The man stood still, frowning and said, "Zhenzhen, I think I saw Jiaojiao."

Su Xinyao, who had already walked away, stopped suddenly when she heard the word "Jiaojiao".

"Jiaojiao?" Cui Lizhen rolled her eyes at her husband. "Are you talking about the little girl you and Li Xiuqin gave birth to? It's been so many years, who knows whether the mother and daughter are dead or alive? You must have seen it wrong, go and get the paperwork done!"

The middle-aged man was Lin Yuejiao’s biological father, Lin Wenyuan, and the woman was his current wife.

"I'm not mistaken, it's really that girl. She looks exactly like Li Xiuqin when she was young. It must be her..."

"So what? Do you still want to take her home? I'm telling you, I don't agree!"

"No, I just want to..."

Cui Lizhen was angry, and Lin Wenyuan was anxious to explain. At this time, Su Xinyao, who had left, came back and asked with a smile: "Uncle, you said you are Lin Yuejiao's father?"

He appears polite on the surface, but is extremely disdainful in his heart. His mother's ex-husband is just like this. No wonder Lin Yuejiao hates him just because of him. He is just like her biological father, and is an eyesore no matter how you look at him.

"Yes, yes, yes..." Lin Wenyuan nodded repeatedly, "Little girl, can you tell your uncle something about Jiaojiao?"

"Old Lin!" Cui Lizhen was annoyed and said angrily: "Wenjun is still lying in the operating room, and you still have the time to care about your ex-wife's daughter, you..."

"Zhenzhen, I'm not concerned about her..."

Lin Wenyuan hurriedly pulled his wife aside, glanced at Su Xinyao, and whispered to her, "Wenyuan owed someone one million from gambling, and was beaten by the debt collector because he couldn't pay it back. Think about it, that girl is really delicate. Can we help us share some of the debt if we bring her back? Besides, Wenjun's hospitalization will cost a lot."

Cui Lizhen's eyes lit up and she understood what her husband meant.

After hearing this, Su Xinyao had an idea and came up with a way to deal with Lin Yuejiao, so she told the couple about Lin Yuejiao without hesitation.

Lin Yuejiao, unaware that she was being targeted by her biological father, had already arrived at Li Xiuqin's ward.

Li Xiuqin was extremely excited to see her, "Jiaojiao, you're here, Mom thought..."

You don't want to come to see Mom!

"You are Jiaojiao, right? Hello, I am Yaoyao's father, you can just call me Uncle Su."

Lin Yuejiao looked at Su Jianchuan, a man with a gentle temperament. She could feel the kindness he expressed.

"Hello, Uncle Su!" she called out politely yet distantly.

Su Jianchuan smiled and said, "You talk to your mother. Uncle is going to go out and see Yaoyao. How come this girl hasn't come back yet after buying a meal?"

Su Jianchuan went out, and only Lin Yuejiao and Li Xiuqin were left in the ward.

Lin Yuejiao put the fruit basket on the table. Li Xiuqin looked at her and opened her mouth, wanting to talk to her daughter, but she didn't dare to, and clenched her hands nervously.

Lin Yuejiao didn't know what to say as she still felt very unfamiliar with Li Xiuqin.

The ward was eerily quiet and Lin Yuejiao felt uncomfortable, especially since Li Xiuqin kept staring at her, which made her even more uncomfortable.

She asked casually, "Would you like an apple? I'll peel it for you!"

Li Xiuqin agreed without hesitation. Jiaojiao took the initiative to peel some fruit for her. Even though she couldn't eat anything else now, she would still eat it.

There were washed apples and a knife on the table. Lin Yuejiao took an apple and sat on the bed to peel it.

Li Xiuqin watched her daughter peeling apples, tears flickering in her eyes, "Jiaojiao, thank you for coming to see me. I miss you so much!"

Lin Yuejiao paused while peeling an apple, and without raising her head, she said, "Just rest and recover. I will come to see you often in the future."

Li Xiuqin was happy to hear her daughter say this, but she felt extremely sad when she thought about her own illness.

From now on, I’m afraid I won’t be able to accompany Jiaojiao anymore.

While peeling an apple, Lin Yuejiao used her mind to ask the system if there was any specific medicine to treat cancer.

From the bottom of her heart, she still hoped that Li Xiuqin was alive and well, but unfortunately the system said that there was no medicine that could cure Li Xiuqin, and she felt inexplicably lost.

After peeling the apple and giving it to Li Xiuqin to eat, Lin Yuejiao stayed with her for a while and was about to leave.

Li Xiuqin was reluctant to let her go, and did not try to persuade her to stay. She just asked, "Jiaojiao, can you forgive your mother? Can I come to see you when your mother is discharged from the hospital?"

Lin Yuejiao stood at the door, with her back to her, and said, "I have never hated you, so how can I forgive you? If you want to come to me in the future, just tell me in advance."

She said she never hated him, which made Li Xiuqin feel even more guilty. Watching her leaving, Li Xiuqin couldn't help but shed tears.

Lin Yuejiao had indeed never hated anyone, not when she was a child, nor when she grew up. It was just that when she was young, she didn't understand why her mother didn't want her, and she cried a lot for this.

When she grew up, she was busy supporting herself, so how could she have the time to resent Li Xiuqin?

After coming out of the inpatient department, Lin Yuejiao's heavy mood was relieved a lot. When she was about to go home, she was suddenly stopped by someone.

"Jiaojiao, it's really you. I'm your dad. Do you still remember your dad?"

Dad? Lin Yuejiao was stunned. The unfamiliar word "dad" flooded into her mind, and her deep memories were instantly opened.

All she could think of was her father disdaining her, beating and scolding her and her mother, just because she was a daughter and this man wanted a son.

Her face turned cold instantly. She didn't know this man, and she had no impression of the so-called father. She said coldly: "You got the wrong person. I don't know you."

Lin Yuejiao stepped aside and walked forward, but Lin Wenyuan held her back, "Jiaojiao, I'm really your dad. My name is Lin Wenyuan. You may not remember me, but you are your dad..."

"I told you, I don't know you!" Lin Yuejiao shook Lin Wenyuan off and warned him fiercely, "If you bother me again, I'll call the police."

Lin Yuejiao turned around and left, ignoring Lin Wenyuan's unhappy expression.

Cui Lizhen, who was hiding behind the flower bed, saw Lin Yuejiao leaving and hurried to her husband.

"This girl looks difficult to discipline. She doesn't even recognize you. Will she help us pay off our debts?"

"I'm her biological father, how dare she disobey me?"

Lin Wenyuan's face fell, "This damn girl must have thought I was a liar and that's why she didn't recognize me. Let's go to her house tomorrow to find her. Didn't Miss Su say that she has a house and a store? Li Xiuqin also gave her 700,000 yuan to sever the mother-daughter relationship with her. Let's sell her house and get her 700,000 yuan. Not only will it be enough to pay off Tianjun's debt, but we can also use the remaining money to help Tianjun get married."

After hearing what her husband said, Cui Lizhen's face showed joy, and she couldn't wait to ask Lin Yuejiao for money.

Lin Yuejiao thought Lin Wenyuan was a liar and took a taxi home.

On the way, the system suddenly reminded: [Host, the man just now was indeed your biological father Lin Wenyuan. He and his current wife are now planning to take your house. ]

"my house?"

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