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

"Okay, okay, I'll come right over!"

Wen Zhixia's voice was trembling. She put down the phone and ran straight to the hospital.

Arriving at the hospital, she headed towards the operating room and soon saw the bright lights on there.

Several nurses on duty saw her coming and surrounded her to comfort her.

Sister Cao said that Wen Litao suffered a sudden heart attack while washing his face in the morning. His condition is hard to say now and he is currently receiving emergency treatment.

Wen Zhixia suddenly felt that the broken bowl seemed to have foreshadowed something.

"How did it happen so suddenly?" Her voice was weak. "What symptoms did he have before?"

Sister Cao hesitated and said, "The doctor said before that there was nothing serious. Maybe there have been too many people visiting the old man recently, and his mood swings have been a bit too much?"

"More?" Wen Zhixia pressed, "My uncle and aunt are here? Or did I make him angry yesterday?"

Sister Cao shook her head and sighed with a complicated expression.

She looked at Wen Zhixia's anxious expression and the glaring light on the operating room door, and finally decided to tell the truth.

"Doctor Wen, did you know that a close friend of yours came to see the old man before?"

Wen Zhixia was stunned, "Best friend? Isn't Xiaolin on a business trip?"

"It wasn't that outgoing girl. It was a very pretty woman with long hair," said Sister Cao. "She looked like an artist. I don't know what she said to the old man that day, but he looked terrible that night."

Wen Zhixia was suddenly struck by lightning, "Is her name Xu Hui?"

"She didn't let me in the room at the time, so I didn't hear clearly. I vaguely heard her say what kind of real estate her father owned."

Apart from Xu Hui, Wen Zhixia couldn't think of anyone else.

That's it!

She had previously thought that she and Fu Ruoshi were arguing at her grandfather's house, or that her grandfather had heard some rumors and was suppressing his emotions, or at worst, that her uncle and aunt had come to make him angry.

I never thought it was Xu Hui.

"What did she say to my grandfather?" Wen Zhixia asked with a pale face, "Why didn't you tell me about this?"

Sister Cao said, "She said she was your best friend and had greeted you. I thought the old man would tell you, so I didn't dare to say anything..."

After hearing this, Wen Zhixia felt cold all over. She took two steps back and collapsed in her seat.

"She's not my best friend..."

"I don't know her well..."

Sister Cao felt ashamed and said, "I'm sorry, Doctor Wen, this is my negligence."

"I don't blame you." Wen Zhixia shook her head with red eyes, "I spoke a little hastily just now. I'm sorry."

After saying this, tears began to fall.

Wen Zhixia didn't dare to think about what Xu Hui had said to her grandfather, and what her motive was for coming here.

Was it the Xu family, Song Ailing, or those onlookers who were always hoping that she and Fu Ruoshi would divorce.

It seemed that as long as she didn't separate from Fu Ruoshi, they would not let her go.

Now, her grandfather who loves her the most has been implicated.

Wen Zhixia buried her face deeply in her hands, sobbing softly, unable to utter a word.

She already has no parents, and she can't live without her grandfather anymore.

Tears of sadness blurred her eyes, but Wen Zhixia still clenched her hands tightly, trying her best to control her almost broken psychological defenses. She couldn't fall down, she still had to communicate with the doctor about her grandfather's condition.

"Doctor Wen, if you have any relatives or friends, ask them to come and keep you company," Sister Cao said, sitting beside her worriedly. "Or, what about your boyfriend? Ask him to come over. It'll be better if there's someone around, rather than you carrying it all alone."

Wen Zhixia wanted to call Fan Xiaolin, but at this time, she must not have gotten up yet.

She clutched her phone with a pale face, looking at Fu Ruoshi's profile picture, her finger paused above the screen, unable to make up her mind for a long time.

at the same time.

On the cross-sea avenue, the white Land Rover drove steadily towards the airport.

"Ruoshi, is there anything you want me to bring when I go to Japan?" On the passenger seat, Xu Hui asked Fu Ruoshi in a coquettish voice while using an air cushion to touch up her makeup.

She was traveling to Japan today. When she passed by Fu Ruoshi's company in the morning, she tried her luck to see if he was there, so she sent him a message asking if he wanted to have breakfast.

Fu Ruoshi didn't sleep all night.

Last night, Wen Zhixia's words gently struck his heart, making him very upset and confused. He came to the company early today, trying to numb himself with work.

When Xu Hui came to see him, he also wanted to get some fresh air and relieve his depressed mood, so he agreed to take her to the airport.

"Let me ask you a question."

Inside the car, Fu Ruoshi picked up the iced Americano beside the seat, took a sip, and said, "What do you think a woman wants when she marries a man?"

Of course it’s money, Xu Hui thought, these days people either deal in accounts or spend money on their bodies, how could they possibly be in love with you?

She took the iced American coffee that Fu Ruoshi had been drinking, took a sip, and said, "Of course I'm looking for company and affection."

"Is love so important?" Fu Ruoshi wondered. "Is money not enough? You don't have to be together every day just to be together, right? Don't you get tired of looking at the same face every day?"

Xu Hui hit him and said, "If I look at you, I won't get tired of it."

"Women want so much," Fu Ruoshi muttered to himself, "They want money, affection, and companionship. Damn, they can come up with so many tricks to break up a marriage!"

Xu Hui saw that he was in a bad mood and wondered if he had had a fight with Wen Zhixia.

Xu Hui didn't want to be his confidante and help the man she liked deal with his emotional problems with his girlfriend.

Moreover, she was jealous that Wen Zhixia could make Fu Ruoshi angry.

Fu Ruoshi never shows his emotions in public, so that others can't see through his thoughts. This is an essential quality for those in power.

But after her observation, she found that Fu Ruoshi's mood had changed significantly several times recently, all because of Wen Zhixia.

Beauty is truly a disaster. Xu Hui gritted her teeth secretly.

"Ruoshi," she asked cautiously, "did you have a fight with Zhixia? Tell me about it and I'll help you analyze it."

Fu Ruoshi’s mind was in a mess, “No need.”

"Don't be so formal with me," Xu Hui pulled his sleeve, "Just treat me as your brother. Is there anything you can't tell a brother?"

After saying that, she picked up his iced Americano and took a sip.

Fu Ruoshi glanced at the lipstick mark on the straw and said, "I'll buy you a cup, okay?"

He drove forward for a while and then stopped next to the Starbucks in front.

Xu Hui said "oh" obediently and waited for him in the car.

A few minutes after Fu Ruoshi got out of the car, another cell phone he had left in the car started vibrating.

He has two mobile phones, one for business colleagues and one for family and friends, keeping his public and private lives clearly separated.

Xu Hui casually looked up and saw the caller ID: Wendy.

She has Wen Zhixia’s WeChat account, and her WeChat name is also Wendy.

However, behind Wendy on this phone display, there are two kissing emoji expressions of little people.

It was obvious that these two kissing little figures were specially designed, and the red love hearts hurt Xu Hui's eyes.

She glanced out the window and hung up Wen Zhixia's phone before Fu Ruoshi arrived.

Then she clicked on the call page and deleted the call record.