We agreed to divorce at the expiration date, why do you regret it, Mr. Fu?

"Oh, well, okay then," Fan Yongcheng spoke first, "We know Sister Xie is sick, so we came here specially to see her today."

After he finished speaking, Ye Hang took out a thick red envelope from his bag and placed it on the tea table.

The bulging red envelope looked like it contained at least fifty or sixty thousand yuan.

Xie Baoping's face froze on the spot.

"No." Chen Zhuo returned the money directly. "We have money for medical treatment. We don't want this."

Ye Hang and Fan Yongcheng were stunned for a moment, as if they didn't expect him to refuse so decisively.

"Xiao Chen, look."

Ye Hang took out his cell phone, pulled out a photo and handed it to Chen Zhuo.

In the photo, Fan Xiaolin is wearing a simple and neat white shirt and sitting in a row of people with the same aura as her.

She held the translator to her ear with her left hand and stared at the speaker with sharp eyes, as if no lie could escape her eyes.

Chen Zhuo was mesmerized by this elite photo, his eyes filled with admiration and worship.

"Munich, International, Safe..." He looked at the English words on Fan Xiaolin's name tag and pointed at the last one. "What does this mean?"

"Meeting," Fan Yongcheng said, "Two years ago, at the Munich International Conference on War Security, Hyolyn spoke at the conference as a war correspondent representing our country."

Chen Zhuo's eyes dimmed slightly.

In such an occasion, he might not even be able to enter the door in his life.

After hearing this, Xie Baoping also took the phone.

"How beautiful," she exclaimed. "Your daughter is really promising."

In fact, before coming, Ye Hang and Fan Yongcheng had already thoroughly investigated Chen Zhuo's family background.

After much thought, they still felt that this relationship was inappropriate from any perspective.

So the two decided to work on the man's side. It would be best if he could give up when he saw the difficulty.

"Xiao Zhuo, Sister Xie, we have no ill intentions," Fan Yongcheng continued. "Hyolin's career is on the rise right now. As you can see, she's doing very well at her job. Her mother and I are both quite open-minded. It doesn't matter to her whether she gets married or not. This job can help her realize her personal value, and we will also focus on supporting her career."

Ye Hang added, "Xiao Zhuo, you are quite ambitious, right? Otherwise, my daughter wouldn't like you so much. She must like you for a reason."

Both the husband and wife were educated people, and they spoke very tactfully. Xie Baoping didn't quite understand what they were saying, so she could only smile along.

But Chen Zhuo understood it immediately.

The implication is that Fan Xiaolin will focus on her career, and he can't help her, and will even drag her down.

Unless, he can also accomplish something and speak with results.

"Uncle and aunt, I understand what you mean," Chen Zhuo nodded and said, "I won't hinder her career. I will move up until I am worthy of her."

Ye Hang and Fan Yongcheng were very surprised. Although Chen Zhuo had not read much, he was very smart and did not pretend to be confused.

This is also the reason why the couple did not say anything harsh to him.

If the child is really a good seedling, they can give him a chance.

Xie Baoping also said, "You two, my son has also worked very hard for his career. I taught him since he was young that although we have the same fate, we should live a down-to-earth life and not be obsessed with the other side of the fence."

"Many things are easier said than done," Ye Hang said, adding, "Xiao Chen, we can see you're a hardworking and down-to-earth kid, but life is long and people's hearts are fickle. Promises made today may be forgotten tomorrow. Even the person you love may have flaws you can't stand. Even relationships between well-matched people don't always last. Can relationships with a huge gap stand the test of time?"

Ye Hang’s words hit the nail on the head. After hearing them, Chen Zhuo was shocked and speechless.

The two of them got the point across and stood up, ready to leave.

Before leaving, Fan Yongcheng still felt a little reluctant.

He patted Chen Zhuo on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Zhuo, you are a good child. It's a pity that fate has played a trick on you. You didn't go to school at such a young age. Otherwise, you would have made a lot of progress."

After walking the two back, Xie Baoping felt a little tired and kept panting while sitting on the sofa.

"Mom, drink some water." Chen Zhuo added some mineral water to the boiled water and gently patted her back to help her calm down.

Xie Baoping finally recovered.

She looked at the expensively packaged health supplements on the table and sighed, "Xiao Zhuo, Mom is useless and has brought shame to you."

"Mom, if you say that again, I'll be angry," Chen Zhuo said with a deliberately stern face. "You raised me healthy. You are the most amazing mother in the world."

Xie Baoping's eyes gradually became moist as she listened to her son's comforting words.

She had lived a hard life for half her life.

The young woman lost her husband and remarried with the wrong person, suffering domestic violence all day long.

After finally living a peaceful life, he was diagnosed with an incurable disease.

Fortunately, my son has always been by my side, taking care of me.

"Mom is really content and happy."

Xie Baoping held Chen Zhuo's hand and shed tears.

at dusk.

It started to rain lightly.

There was a busy scene outside the Jincheng Radio and Television Center building. White-collar workers who had just walked out of the building held up umbrellas and hurried in the rain.

Fan Xiaolin came out of the lobby and got into a taxi. "Hello, going to the south gate of the Medical University Affiliated Hospital."

As the taxi's taillights flickered in the rain and fog, thirty meters behind, a dark-skinned man with swollen eyelids looked in the direction of Fan Xiaolin's car and got into the van next to him.

"Follow that taxi."

Forty-five minutes later.

The taxi stopped at the gate of the affiliated hospital.

"Baby, I'm downstairs." Fan Xiaolin, carrying a gift box, sent a voice message to Wen Zhixia while walking into the building with an umbrella open. "Do you want some milk tea? I'll bring it up for you."

Her office gave out her year-end bonus today, along with two gift packs of snacks and drinks. She couldn't finish them all by herself, so thinking that Wen Zhixia had a big appetite, she simply brought them to her after get off work.

The sound of rain covered the sound of footsteps.

At this time, Fan Xiaolin was holding an umbrella and sending messages, and she didn't notice that there was a sneaky figure following her.

A gust of wind blew the umbrella slightly off course, revealing the face underneath.

Zou Bingkang.

Fourth floor, burn department.

Fan Xiaolin walked into the corridor and immediately saw a dignified and low-key man sitting at the office door.

"Baozi! I'm here!"

When Wen Zhixia's voice was heard, Fu Ruoshi raised his head with a look of surprise.

She calls me Bao!

This is the first time she called me that!

Mr. Fu was so happy that his face was filled with joy.

However, the next second, he found Wen Zhixia running towards Fan Xiaolin.

......

The smile suddenly disappeared.

It turns out you weren't calling me...

"They're calling me," Fan Xiaolin looked at him speechlessly, "Look at how grown up you are, and you still agreed to go..."

Fu Ruoshi gave her a cold look, then looked at Wen Zhixia aggrievedly, "No, Wen Zhixia, we're having dinner together, why are you inviting outsiders?"