Ren Naiyao was still hesitant after hearing these words. At this moment, Ren Rongxue continued, "Dad, I think Mom is right. Don't underestimate me. What if he really is willing to stay for me?"

If he really stays, then his business will be all over the country. With such a capable son-in-law in business, wouldn't you have gained another helper?

Dad, I'm at the age where I should be dating. I've always been very obedient. If you told me to study accounting, I studied accounting. If you told me to work in the finance department of a steel mill, I worked in the finance department of a steel mill.

I will follow your arrangements. If I don't start dating now, I might not be able to find a good man in a few years.

Sending me to that dance is basically a disguised way of setting me up on a blind date, isn't it? I've finally found someone I like, so please don't object.

Ren Rongxue tugged at Ren Naiyao's clothes and started to act coquettishly. Ren Naiyao couldn't stand her coquettishness, so he had no choice but to back down.

"Now that you mention it, I'd like to meet Cui Qinghe. I'll inquire about him for you first. If he's single, I can find a matchmaker to help us get together."

But that's on the condition that he has a chance to stay here. If he's determined to go back to the South, I will absolutely not agree.

"I understand, Dad. Then please help me find out more about him. If he is indeed single, please find Wang Po and ask her to act as a matchmaker for me."

"You silly girl, your mother says you're thin-skinned, but I don't think you're thin-skinned at all. You've only met that man once and don't even know anything about him, yet you're already chasing after him."

You're a girl, you should be more reserved. You're the factory manager's daughter, what kind of good man can't we find? You need to put on airs."

"Yes, yes, your dad is right. Our Xiaoxue has a good family background, good looks, a good figure, good health, and can bear children. What kind of good man can't she find?"

If Cui Qinghe were to meet you, he might be instantly captivated and decide to stay here permanently. He might even be willing to become a live-in son-in-law of the Ren family for your sake.

Hearing Liu Lanying's words, Ren Rongxue couldn't help but laugh. She had a very good impression of Cui Qinghe.

But the main reason she wanted to be with him was that she had personally witnessed Cui Qinghe saving Ren Rongzheng, so Cui Qinghe was Ren Rongzheng's savior.

If she and Cui Qinghe get together in the future, then she will be the wife of Ren Rongzheng's savior. Even if we don't care about the monk, we should still care about the Buddha. After that, when that woman sees her, will she still dare to be arrogant?

Thinking of this, Ren Rongxue couldn't help but laugh, and then said urgently, "Dad, please stop teasing me. I really have a good impression of you, so you should hurry up."

"Don't worry, I'll have Secretary Liu find out for you when I get back. I'll let you know where Cui Qinghe is living now and if he has any contact information."

"Dad loves me the most. I love you, Dad."

After Ren Rongxue finished speaking, she couldn't help but lean over and kiss Ren Naiyao on the cheek, which made Ren Naiyao feel great.

-

Ren Rongzheng completed the discharge procedures himself, then returned to the ward and found that Zhan Beiqin was still lying asleep in the hospital bed.

It seemed that the man was really exhausted, so let him sleep a little longer. Ren Rongzheng sat in front of the hospital bed, resting his chin on his hands and watching him sleep.

I must say, this man is really quiet when he's sleeping. I thought men would fart, burp, or talk in their sleep, but Zhan Beiqin didn't do any of that. He was as quiet as if he were dead.

Ren Rongzheng originally intended to wait patiently, but then he suddenly saw his legs, and after seeing his legs, he couldn't help but have "bad" thoughts.

She had always suspected that Zhan Beiqin's legs were really crippled. Logically speaking, if his legs were crippled, he should have no feeling at all. Would he not feel any pain if you pricked him?

Ren Rongzheng looked around and saw a used syringe with a needle still attached in the trash can in the ward.

She picked it up from the trash can, intending to poke Zhan Beiqin's leg while he slept. If he didn't react and remained sound asleep, it would mean he was truly disabled. If so...

You scoundrel, who are you trying to fool by pretending to be disabled? I'll never serve you again! Seriously?!

Thinking of this, Ren Rongzheng was about to plunge the knife in, but just as he was about to do so, he suddenly heard his voice: "What are you doing?"

Upon hearing his words, Ren Rongzheng, who was about to stab, lost control and quickly veered off course, stabbing himself onto the hospital bed next to his legs.

"You wanted to murder your husband while I was sleeping?"

This is a very serious crime!

"Honey, I'm innocent! I didn't do it! I just saw the nurse giving me an injection and I thought it looked really cool, so I wanted to try it myself."

"Why test me instead of yourself?"

“It will hurt if I prick myself, and you can’t feel your legs, right? So… I was reckless, I’m sorry, honey.”

Ren Rongzheng quickly threw it into the trash can again. She suddenly couldn't understand it. She had the golden finger of predicting the future in her dreams. Did Zhan Beiqin also have some kind of golden finger?

Otherwise, how could I always see through her at crucial moments? How annoying!

"Did you ask the doctor if you can be discharged?"

"Sure, I took care of the discharge procedures myself. I didn't want to disturb you because my husband was sleeping so soundly."

"You can't bear to wake me, but you have the heart to stab me. You are truly my good wife."

"..."

Ren Rongzheng could only offer an awkward yet polite smile.

Then he quickly added, "This is a hospital. How about I take you for a thorough examination so the doctor can see if there's any hope for your leg?"

"No need. I really don't dare use the doctor you recommended right now. Help me up and push me home."

"Oh, I know."

Ren Rongzheng was completely dumbfounded. However, she really couldn't see through this man. If he wasn't faking his disability, why wouldn't he get treatment? Was he giving up on himself?

But this is completely different from the person Zhang Laifu described. Why is that?

Forget it, I can't figure it out. I'll see if I dream about it when I go to sleep tonight.

Afterwards, she was very dutiful to her husband, pushing Zhan Beiqin home despite her injuries. As soon as they got home, she lay down on the bed, realizing that Ren Rongzheng's body was indeed too weak.

Once she recovers from her injury, she's going to start working out and exercising!

"Honey, I'm sore all over right now, so I'm afraid I won't be able to help you take a bath tonight. You can either bear with it, or if you really can't, you'll have to take a bath yourself."

"Take off your clothes."

What?

Do you keep thinking about this as soon as you get home?

"Zhan Beiqin, I'm covered in injuries, and you still want to sleep with me? Are you even human?"

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