Ji Heng raised his hand and picked up the teacup. He knew that Jiang Fulai was referring to Bai Lian.
As a natural favorite among the people of Xiangcheng, Bai Lian was especially fond of Xiaowu and Xiaoqi, who were orphans, and thus received more of her care.
However, Ji Heng didn’t understand why Jiang Fulai suddenly mentioned Bai Lian.
"It was your granddaughter who hit Xiaoqi," Jiang Fulai’s eyes drooped, his tone calm like a nobleman, "She did it on purpose. I will sue your granddaughter on behalf of Xiaoqi. I’m not sure what the sentence will be, but there will definitely be a punishment."
Ji Heng stared blankly and still held Jiang Fulai’s teacup in his hand.
He didn’t drink from it.
Jiang Fulai was not surprised. He patted his sleeve and got up, "Of course, I hope you won’t mention this to her or Uncle Ji. If you truly wish to plead for your granddaughter, you can come to me."
**
Morning.
Bai Lian still went to the hospital to check on Xiaoqi, given that yesterday Jiang Fulai had spent the day with Xiaoqi because Bai Lian recognized him as her cousin. Today, he had to deal with the affairs of the Jiang Family and also find Chi Yundai.
For now, he would drive her to the hospital.
Sitting in the passenger seat, she lowered the window halfway, facing the cold wind, and spoke to Jiang Fulai, "He originally had the chance to attend Jiang University with me."
Jiang Fulai drove the car to the hospital entrance and slowly stopped.
His cold fingers rested on the steering wheel as he spoke unhurriedly: "You really are Xiaowu and Mao Kun’s biological sister."
Without Xiaoqi, it’s uncertain whether Xiaowu could have grown up in the orphanage.
As for Mao Kun, without Xiaoqi’s help, who knows where he would be begging for food.
Bai Lian: "..."
She hadn’t considered these things. Unbuckling her seatbelt, she got out and stood by the roadside, waving towards Jiang Fulai inside the car, "Makes sense, you go first. Next time, let Xiaoming drive."
She watched Jiang Fulai’s car drive away before she entered the ward.
In the ward, Xiaowu was sleeping on the couch.
Only Shen Qing was there, carrying a large pot of soup.
She sat in front of the hospital bed, spoon in hand, and fed Xiaoqi, speaking softly, "Look at this child, drink more soup to nourish your legs and brain. What a plight."
"Aunt, how did you come here?" Bai Lian was startled to see Shen Qing.
"Ah," Shen Qing fed another spoonful, looking at Bai Lian, "Your grandfather mentioned it this morning, so I hurriedly stewed a bowl of soup and brought it here. It’s not right for only Xiaowu, a child, to be here with such a serious injury."
In Shen Qing’s eyes, Bai Lian and the others were all still children.
"Sister." Xiaoqi felt somewhat embarrassed as he saw Bai Lian.
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