Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

"uncle?"

A casual and low voice sounded, and the young man walked slowly towards this side with his hands in his pockets. "Why are you here? When did you return to Beijing City? Why didn't you tell me in advance so that I could pick you up?"

In the garden, the bright sunshine poured down, making the skin of the woman in the wheelchair look even whiter. She was holding a box of dessert in her hands and eating it with a satisfied look on her face like a child.

"I arrived this morning and went to the police station to cooperate with the investigation."

Zhuang Ce sat next to Zhuang Yuwei, carefully wiping the crumbs from the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief.

"I heard about Cheng Shu's situation. I didn't expect that he had been working in the charity for so many years and had done such dirty things behind the scenes. It's all my fault for being so blind."

He looked up at the person two steps away, "Ling Che, you wanted to investigate your father, why didn't you tell me? As his uncle, I definitely won't stand by and watch my nephew do such dangerous things. If you had told me earlier, I would have definitely found this Cheng guy for you long ago."

Ling Che lowered his eyes and glanced at Zhuang Yuwei who was eating dessert, then his gaze fell on Zhuang Ce beside him, "This has nothing to do with my uncle's charity organization. I'm afraid my uncle will worry."

"You are a kid who likes to do great things quietly." Zhuang Ce laughed helplessly and took the dessert from Zhuang Yuwei's hand.

Zhuang Yuwei was not happy when her food was snatched away from her. She shouted, "Give it to me! Give it back to me! I want more food!"

The more she spoke, the more excited she became. She grabbed the pillow in her arms and threw it at Zhuang Ce, "You bad guy, give me back my cake!"

Zhuang Ce held her hand and patiently explained, "You've already eaten a lot. The doctor said you haven't been eating well recently. You can't eat anymore."

Zhuang Yuwei didn't care what he said. She stood up from the wheelchair and tried to grab it from him, "Give it back to me! I want to eat it!"

Zhuang Ce, who was always respectable, had his tie twisted by her pull. Protecting the box of dessert in his hand, he couldn't help but raise his voice and shout, "I said you can't eat it!"

Zhuang Yuwei was startled by his suddenly raised voice and immediately burst into tears out of grievance.

At this time, Shu Hui came over from a distance. Zhuang Ce stuffed the dessert in his hand into her and straightened his clothes that had just been wrinkled.

"Your mother has been in a worse and worse mood recently. I brought her a box of local specialty desserts from Shenzhen and Guangzhou, but she got angry with me again."

He looked helplessly at Zhuang Yuwei who had been crying, "You are becoming more and more like a difficult child."

Ling Che looked at the scene in front of him calmly, "Uncle is so busy, but he still remembers my mother. He is really thoughtful."

"Your mother and I grew up together. I only have one sister like her. I'm very sad that she has become like this now."

Zhuang Ce straightened his clothes and walked towards Ling Che, patting him on the shoulder. "As for you, she left you when you were four years old. You haven't grown up with her for the past twenty years, so it's normal for you to feel estranged from her. But no matter what, your mother is the only one she cares about the most right now, so Ling Che, before you do anything, you have to think about the consequences."

He turned to look at Ling Che, his face quite worried, "What would you ask your mother to do if something happened to you?"

Ling Che met his eyes behind the lenses, and their gazes met, both of them harboring emotions that the other couldn't understand.

Before Ling Che could speak, a loud shout came from the other side!

"Bad guy! Big bad guy!"

Zhuang Yuwei pointed at Zhuang Ce viciously, "Don't take my cake! Give it back to me!"

Zhuang Ce frowned and said, "Send her back to rest."

Shu Hui understood and stepped forward to support Zhuang Yuwei. "Mrs. Ling, shall I take you upstairs?"

"I'm not going!" Zhuang Yuwei yelled, raising her hand and slapping Shu Hui in the face. Then she snatched the box of dessert from her hand, "You bad woman! Don't take my cake!"

A sudden slap hit Shu Hui in the face. She frowned and covered her face with her hands, looking at the crazy woman in front of her in disbelief. She was about to get angry, but suppressed her anger when she glanced at the man next to her.

Zhuang Yuwei started laughing while holding the box of dessert. Then she pointed at Zhuang Ce and said, "Bad guy!"

Then she moved her finger towards Ling Che who was standing next to Zhuang Ce, "You're a bad guy too!"

"You are all bad guys!"

She hugged the dessert tightly in her arms, glared at the three people present fiercely, then turned and ran away.

Zhuang Ce watched her running away and smiled helplessly, "Look at your mother, she's so crazy that she can't even recognize you."

"She's been ill for more than 20 years. Do you still expect her to get better?" Ling Che said this indifferently and turned to look at Shu Hui beside him.

"Secretary Shu, are you okay?"

He looked at Shu Hui's red face, frowned, and said, "My mother's situation is special, so please understand. It's unfair to Secretary Shu's beautiful face."

Shu Hui saw Zhuang Ce's gloomy eyes and immediately lowered her head and replied, "Boss Ling, I'm fine. Thank you for your concern."

Ling Che stood in front of her, bent down to meet Shu Hui's gaze, his eyes dark and deep, looking like a dandy young man.

"Looking at it this way, Secretary Shu is really pretty. She's good at both speaking and getting things done." As he spoke, he raised his hand to stroke Shu Hui's fiery profile.

"Ling Che!"

Zhuang Ce shouted in an unhappy tone, "You are married now, please be more careful."

Ling Che withdrew his hand, turned around and looked at Zhuang Ce with a raised eyebrow, "Uncle, when are you getting married? How about considering Secretary Shu?"

As soon as these words came out, Shu Hui suddenly raised her eyes and looked at him.

Ling Che continued nonchalantly, "You're not young anymore, so don't be picky. Let Secretary Shu be my aunt. I'm quite satisfied."

"You keep saying inappropriate things all day long!" Zhuang Ce frowned and pointed at him, "Focus on your work."

Zhuang Ce left after he finished speaking, and Shu Hui followed him.

Looking at the backs of the two people leaving, Ling Che curled his lips slightly.

......

In the ward, Zhuang Yuwei sat on a chair by the window, stuffing the box of dessert she had snatched back into her mouth bit by bit.

"Is it so delicious?"

Ling Che stepped forward, snatched the box from her hand, and threw it directly into the trash can beside her.

"If I eat anything anyone gives me, what if I die from poisoning?"

As soon as these words came out, he himself was stunned.

This sentence seemed to have been said not long ago, but the person being said was someone else.

Thinking of that person's greedy look, he looked at Zhuang Yuwei's stunned eyes and smiled lightly, "Why are you like your daughter-in-law, both of you like to eat things given by others?"

The dessert she was holding fell empty, but Zhuang Yuwei didn't throw a tantrum like she did at the beginning. She just stared at Ling Che blankly for a few seconds, then sat back on the bed, holding the little pillow she never let go of, and murmured, "My little Che, don't cry... My little Che, be good..."

Ling Che leaned against the table, his eyes carefully watching the woman sitting on the bed mumbling to herself, "Next time Zhuang Ce comes over, don't just follow him."

The woman didn't respond, as if she hadn't heard him.

He lowered his eyes and chuckled to himself, "Forget it, you won't understand anyway."

The phone in his pocket rang. He picked up the phone and took a look, his eyes then softened.

"Ling Che!"

Qiao Ruyi's pleasant voice came from the other end of the phone, "Are you in the company? I'll send you something."