At fifty, she remarried into a wealthy family; her ex-husband knelt down and begged for reconciliati

The mother and son completely lifted He Qiaoyun up.

The words have already been spoken; if she doesn't ask someone to cover it up, they will continue to harass her, and they will become increasingly arrogant and unruly.

She feigned composure in front of them, saying, "I'm going to make a phone call."

After saying that, she took her phone and walked out of the ward.

Xu Hui watched her departing figure, his brows furrowing. "Mom, does she really have a boyfriend?"

Gao Hui smiled confidently, "Don't worry, she will be a member of the Xu family for life."

"That's good."

He Qiaoyun scrolled through the contact information; her phone book was full of acquaintances or order takers. Everyone was busy; they didn't have time to be available at a moment's notice...

The incident happened so suddenly that she couldn't even handle it if she just grabbed someone off the street to act.

She anxiously scrolled through her long call history, her finger accidentally tapping on one of the numbers, and the call was immediately dialed.

The call was answered almost instantly, and a deep male voice came through the receiver: "Hello?"

He Qiaoyun paused for a moment, then subconsciously raised her phone and held it to her ear, "Hello?"

This is a number without any notes, so it's probably not someone you know or a supplier.

Desperate, she was grasping at straws, but the other person's voice sounded quite nice, so even if it was a "pig butchering" scam, she was willing to give it a try.

What if this person can be of help?

Just as she was lost in thought, a voice came through the phone: "He Qiaoyun, is there something you need that's calling me all of a sudden?"

He Qiaoyun was slightly taken aback. "You know me?"

Feng Jiashu, on the other end of the phone, recalled that when he called her, it was to discuss the transfer of the orchard's contracting rights, and she didn't know who he was.

He cleared his throat. "It's me, Feng Jiashu."

He Qiaoyun was confused again. How come she didn't remember exchanging contact information with Feng Jiashu?

Forget it, don’t worry about it anymore.

However, she made this call to find an actor, and Feng Jiashu was a good candidate. He was middle-aged but did not have a beer belly, had a handsome appearance, a strong and upright figure, thick hair, and most importantly, a good temperament and was very polite.

Any one of these advantages would make Xu Hui pale in comparison.

More importantly, Feng Jiashu was not an acquaintance; he didn't even know Sister Xia, and there was no connection between him and Xu Hui's network of relationships.

The thing is... she didn't know if he was single... that day she noticed he didn't have a ring on his hand, nor any ring marks.

It's common knowledge that the ring on the ring finger, where a wedding ring is worn year-round, tends to be lighter than the surrounding skin. If the ring is suddenly removed, a very noticeable mark will appear...

However, it cannot be ruled out that some people do not wear wedding rings for many years.

Lost in thought, Feng Jiashu's voice rang in my ears: "Why aren't you saying anything? Did something happen?"

He Qiaoyun snapped out of her daze and almost blurted out, "Are you single now?"

After asking the question, her face flushed, and she felt inexplicably embarrassed.

Feng Jiashu blurted out, "Yes."

He Qiaoyun raised her eyebrows, but couldn't quite articulate her thoughts for a long time: "I..."

Feng Jiashu joked, "What, are you going to introduce me to someone? Let me make it clear first, I'm very picky..."

His words eased He Qiaoyun's embarrassment, and He Qiaoyun smiled and said, "No, I have a small favor to ask you."

Feng Jiashu: "What kind of help?"

He Qiaoyun became embarrassed again, pinched her thigh, and said in one breath, "Be my boyfriend for half a day."

There was a deathly silence on the other end of the phone, as if the line had been hung up.

He Qiaoyun forced a smile, whether to defend herself or to argue her point, "I won't let you make a wasted trip. I'll give you appropriate compensation. Name your price, as long as it's not too outrageous."

Saying this out loud sounds neither like an attempt to defend herself nor a defense; it sounds more like a rich woman keeping a gigolo.

There was still a deathly silence on the other end of the phone, as if the line had been hung up.

Feng Jiashu didn't know how to respond. Did he look like he was selling himself?

Also, she clearly didn't know it was her own phone, so was she randomly calling men?

He Qiaoyun waited a long time for a reply, and thinking it was hopeless, she smiled and said, "If you feel it's difficult..."

"No problem," the other person interrupted her.

"Really?" He Qiaoyun was overjoyed.

Feng Jiashu: "...Hmm."

He Qiaoyun: "Is it convenient for you to come over now? I'm at the Affiliated Hospital of the Municipal Medical University."

Feng Jiashu: "...Hmm? What are you doing at the hospital?"

He Qiaoyun: "It's hard to explain over the phone, let's talk about it when you get here."

Feng Jiashu: "Okay..."

After hanging up the phone, He Qiaoyun turned and went back to the ward.

Gao Hui asked with a smile, "What do you mean?"

Xu Hui glanced at her, snorted coldly with a displeased expression, and said arrogantly, "He Qiaoyun, besides me, who else would want you? That's enough. You don't need to go to such lengths to find someone to fool us."

Gao Hui chimed in, "Yes, Qiaoyun, if the play goes too far, it won't be good."

He Qiaoyun smiled faintly, "In such a sudden situation, where am I supposed to find someone to fool? You know me, I never do anything without being sure of myself."

She admitted she wasn't entirely sure herself, but she needed to project an attitude and project a strong sense of authority.

Gao Hui was somewhat swayed by her words, but still smiled and comforted herself, "How would we know what you're thinking? If you want to lie to us, we'll only be the ones who get lied to."

He Qiaoyun did not respond, but simply sat and waited.

About half an hour later, Xu Hui became impatient and said sarcastically, "He Qiaoyun, my time is very precious. Is your boyfriend still coming? Or is he too busy and canceled?"

He Qiaoyun stared at her phone screen, outwardly calm, but inwardly she was extremely anxious, wondering if Feng Jiashu would stand her up...

Gao Hui chuckled to herself as she lay on the hospital bed. "Qiaoyun, if you don't want to come, then don't. You and Ahui go out for a stroll and have a chat. I can manage on my own here. I'll call the nurse if anything happens."

He Qiaoyun calmed down and said, "I'm on my way, I'll be there soon. If you can't wait, then don't bother me. And don't bother me again."

Xu Hui chuckled, "Let's wait."

About ten minutes later, He Qiaoyun's phone popped up with a message.

Feng Jiashu: [I'm downstairs at the hospital.]

He Qiaoyun was inexplicably excited and stood up abruptly.

Xu Hui and Gao Hui both looked at her, and she smiled, "He's here, I'll go out to meet him."

After saying that, she didn't wait for them to ramble on and ran out of the ward.

She walked outside while staring at her phone, and spotted Feng Jiashu in the crowd from afar.

He wore a gray striped shirt on his upper body, paired with beige trousers and white casual shoes on his lower body. He wore a wristwatch on his wrist, and his hair was neatly combed. He looked sharp and energetic.

For a moment, He Qiaoyun thought that if this really was her boyfriend, it wouldn't be a bad thing.

No, no, I can't possibly have both...