Exclusive Pampered Wife: My Wife Came to My Door

“Design Director.” After a long pause, Cui Guangyuan finally spoke, “He said that even if he gave me the money, he would guarantee that he wouldn’t hold me responsible for this. My mother’s illness and my wife’s leg condition simply can’t wait any longer, so I had no choice but to do this.”

After a long silence, Yan Zuozuo remained silent, which made Cui Guangyuan somewhat worried. "Yan Zuozuo... are you alright?"

Yan Zuozuo sneered: "I'm fine."

She had sensed something unusual about this matter early on, but she never imagined it was orchestrated by the design director. It seems he has quite the ambition; he not only wants to win the competition team's project, but also the Chi Group's bidding project.

However, she suspected that besides the design director, the entire board of directors probably knew about this as well. It was truly laughable that a company would resort to such despicable tactics as framing its employees through design to achieve its own goals.

She looked up at Cui Guangyuan: "Have you already handed over the revised design to the design director?" Her tone was calm, revealing no emotion.

“I just gave it to him yesterday,” Cui Guangyuan said.

Yan Zuozuo remained silent, took a small sip of water, and said in a low voice, "Thank you for telling me everything, but I also have a piece of advice for you: don't do such immoral things again. Take care of yourself." After saying that, she left without looking back.

Yan Zuozuo returned to the company and happened to walk right past the design director. Before she could even greet him, the design director smiled and said, "Just got back from out?"

She nodded, said nothing more, and left with an indifferent expression. The design director seemed to be in a hurry, and without giving it much thought, walked straight outside.

Sitting in her seat, Yan Zuozuo thought about many things. She had originally planned to leave, but if she really resigned, the company would definitely put all the blame on her, and she would be disgraced in the design industry, and no one would ever hire her again. But if she didn't leave, she would have to talk to Chi Moqing about the cooperation project with Chi's Group, otherwise she wouldn't be able to stay in the company.

What a vicious plan!

She rubbed her aching forehead, truly hating such scheming and plotting. She had always just wanted to draw peacefully and fulfill her design dreams, never imagining she'd have to deal with these unnecessary people and things. But clearly, there were always some people and things trying to force her to comply for their own gain.

She frowned in frustration, feeling more like she was just spacing out at the company than going to work. Then, she noticed the ring on her hand, and her mood improved slightly; a faint smile appeared on her lips. "Forget about these annoying things for now," she thought, "I should go see my mother at the hospital."

Upon arriving at the hospital, Yan Zuozuo was about to knock on the door when she saw Mu Tianyang carefully supporting her mother through the glass, as if offering her fruit. Yan's mother, like a girl in love, had flushed cheeks and looked very embarrassed.

Yan Zuozuo lowered her raised hand again, deciding it was best not to disturb them. Just as she turned to leave, she was suddenly stopped by the approaching doctor. Because of Chi Moqing's connection, the doctor paid extra attention to Yan's mother, conducting a thorough examination.

Yan Zuozuo followed the doctor to the office and saw him take out two CT scans and place them under the fluorescent light. He turned to her and said, "I'd like to have a good talk with you about your mother's condition."

Yan Zuozuo's heart skipped a beat, and she had a bad feeling. She asked cautiously, "Is there something wrong with my mother's health?"

The doctor nodded and pointed to the CT scan, "Look here, it's very obvious that your mother has a brain tumor."

"Brain tumor?" Yan Zuozuo was terrified and didn't react for a long time. She stared blankly at the doctor and asked impatiently, "Is it very dangerous? Does it require surgery? What is the success rate?"

The doctor could tell from her nervous expression that she had misunderstood, so he explained, "Don't be nervous. This is a benign brain tumor and will not cause any harm to your mother's body for the time being."

Yan Zuozuo frowned: "Not for now, but there's a possibility in the future?"

"We can't rule out that possibility," the doctor said seriously. "Although it's a benign tumor, because it's located close to the optic nerve, if the tumor worsens or shifts slightly, it could compress the optic nerve and cause blindness. In general, we recommend surgery for such cases."

"Then, let's have the surgery," Yan Zuozuo said eagerly. "When can I have the surgery, and what do I need to do?"

"This is what I wanted to talk to you about," the doctor said seriously. "Although your mother's health is good, she is, after all, getting on in years. Even with a high success rate for this kind of surgery, there are still certain risks. So, you should go back and discuss it with your family to see if you really want to have this surgery."

"If we don't do it, is there any other way?" Yan Zuozuo asked nervously.

"It can also be controlled with medication, but given your mother's current condition, we still recommend surgery to prevent it from worsening and causing greater harm in the future."

Yan Zuozuo felt a surge of worry, tightened her grip on her bag, asked a few more questions about her mother's surgery, and then left the doctor's office.

Because it's a VIP ward, it's much quieter than a regular ward. Not only is the environment better, but the nurses' service is also more attentive.

She pushed open the door to go in, but then she heard Yan's mother and Mu Tianyang talking. She paused and stood at the doorway.

"Tianyang, thank you for taking care of us during this time. Since Yao Qian doesn't agree to our relationship, I think we should just let it go." Mother Yan's tone was tinged with a sigh.

Mu Tianyang held her hand tightly and comforted her softly, "Don't worry, whether she agrees or not, it's the two of us who will live our lives. If she's not happy, she shouldn't come back as often."

"Don't say that. Yao Qian is still your daughter. If I cause a conflict between you and your daughter because of me, I won't be able to face you in the future," Yan's mother said in a low voice, sounding very disappointed.

"Don't overthink it, get some rest. I'll talk to her again when I have time." Mu Tianyang patted Yan's mother's hand. "As for He Cangyuan, you don't need to worry about him. He has a family and a status now, so naturally he wouldn't dare to easily talk about what happened back then. You don't need to pay attention to him."

"Really?" Yan's mother asked uncertainly. In truth, she knew Mu Tianyang was right, but she was genuinely terrified. Her daughter was her only support in this life, and if she were to learn about her shameful past, she truly didn't know how she would face her.

"Really." Mu Tianyang put his arms around her shoulders and said firmly, "We've known each other for almost thirty years. When have I ever lied to you? Don't worry."

Although Mu Tianyang said that, Yan's mother still couldn't muster a smile. She held Mu Tianyang's hand tightly, "What do you think, what if He Cangyuan really tells Zuo Zuo?"

"Even if you tell her, so what? You've raised her with so much hardship all these years, do you think she'll disown you?" Mu Tianyang looked at her and comforted her, "Zuo Zuo is a good child, you should believe her."

Yan Zuozuo froze outside the door, as if she had overheard something she shouldn't have. What was Yan's mother worried about He Cangyuan telling her? She suddenly remembered how afraid Yan's mother had been of He Cangyuan when she saw him before.

She quietly left with her bag, her movements so light that it was as if she had never been there before. She walked in the hospital garden, her mind filled with her mother's words.

What unspeakable secret exists between her and He Cangyuan that makes Yan's mother so worried about her finding out?

Her mind was in turmoil. She shook her head vigorously, but couldn't figure it out. She patted her head, signaling herself not to overthink it. No matter what the secret was, she would always be her mother's daughter, and that would never change.

She took a deep breath, trying to appear calm, and then strolled back to the ward. When her mother saw her, she was startled and stammered, "Zuo...Zuo Zuo, when did you get here?"

Yan Zuozuo twitched the corner of her mouth and said with a faint smile, "I just came in and got the test results from the doctor."

Mrs. Yan breathed a sigh of relief and forced a smile. Mu Tianyang, however, quickly spoke up, "What did the doctor say? Is your mother alright?"

“We might need to talk about this,” Yan Zuozuo said, her expression hardening and her brows furrowing slightly.

She told Yan's mother and Mu Tianyang what the doctor had said, and the final decision was to have surgery. Although the brain tumor was currently benign, what if it became malignant? Moreover, after a consultation, the hospital's final answer was a 90% success rate, and they had no reason not to perform the surgery.

The surgery was scheduled for a sunny morning. Yan Zuozuo waited anxiously outside the operating room, with Chi Moqing by her side the whole time, and Mu Tianyang also stayed with her.

"Don't worry, Mom will be fine," Chi Moqing said, hugging Yan Zuozuo to comfort her.

Yan Zuozuo nervously gripped his hand, managing a forced smile.

After two and a half tense hours, the surgery was finally completed and the result was successful, which made Yan Zuozuo finally breathe a sigh of relief. She slumped into Chi Liangjun's arms, as if all her strength had been drained away.

The doctor said she might need to stay in the hospital for observation for half a month, and could go home if everything was fine. Yan Zuozuo wanted to stay and take care of her mother, but Mu Tianyang stopped her, saying, "You all go back. I'll take care of your mother."

"I can't accept this, Uncle Mu. You should go back to work. My mother is here..."

"Zuo Zuo, I believe you've noticed over this time that my relationship with your mother is more than just friendship." Mu Tianyang looked at Yan Zuo Zuo earnestly, his expression focused.

Yan Zuozuo was taken aback when Mu Tianyang said these things to her at this time. "Uncle Mu means..."

"I want to marry your mother." Mu Tianyang didn't beat around the bush and said seriously, "Your mother and I are truly in love. It's not easy to meet someone you truly love at our age, and I hope you can give me your blessing."

Yan Zuozuo smiled, glanced at her still unconscious mother, and finally fixed her gaze on Mu Tianyang. "I also hope my mother is happy, but can you really give her happiness? What if Mu Yaoqian objects and makes things difficult for my mother..."

"No matter what, I will not let your mother suffer the slightest grievance." Mu Tianyang said firmly. Although Yan Zuozuo was still worried, she couldn't say a word of objection when she met his serious eyes.

Finally, she sighed and said, "I'll agree as long as my mother doesn't object."

"Zuo Zuo, thank you." Mu Tianyang smiled at her, sat down by the hospital bed, and held Yan's mother's hand tightly.

Yan Zuozuo glanced at them and quietly left. She also hoped that Mu Tianyang could bring happiness to her mother; after all, she could see that her mother hadn't been happy all these years.