Chapter 523

A detailed equity transfer certificate appeared at such a coincidence that Wen Siyuan had to doubt that all this in front of him was preparing for the transfer certificate.

Ling Han put down his tea cup without changing his face,

"I'm going to take back joy. It's not a day or two. Is it strange to prepare an equity transfer?"

"But..."

"But when I come to see you, I carry a share transfer certificate with me. It's too purposeful, isn't it?"

Ling Han interrupted Wen Siyuan's words,

Wen Siyuan frowned. Although he was questioning, he had no confidence in the face of Ling Han.

"You're right. This is what I plan."

Ling Han admitted very readily, which made him more at a loss.

"Who do you think you can hide from when you owe gambling debts in Macao? Except that your father is kept in the dark, who doesn't know about your friends?"

Speaking of this, he sneered, "even if you are lucky enough to escape the debt collecting gangs in Macao, what will happen after you return home? Do you dare to go back to ask your father for money or can you ask your fair weather friends for money?"

"So you thought I'd ask you for help?"

Wen Siyuan's face was pale,

"If you can't even think of this, how do you think so many years of entertainment has stood firm in my hands?"

Ling Han raised his chin and glanced at him contemptuously, "is it strange for me to prepare the equity transfer certificate in advance in consideration of these? Is this transaction not excessive?"

Wen Siyuan only felt that his throat was choked by something, and it took a long time for him to make a sound,

"Not too much... Not too much..."

"I'll settle the list here for you first. As for the gambling debt, it depends on whether you can get what I want from your father."

"I... I'll do it as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, I won't rush you."

Ling Han picked up the tea cup and drank the tea in it in one gulp.

Wen Siyuan only felt a click in his heart, and there was no end at all.

Although he is several years older than Ling Hanxu in age, he has been a little afraid of this cousin since he was young. He always looks decisive and unpredictable, which makes people feel flustered.

Union Hospital,

Wen Yi is sitting beside the bed, taking out the meals in the two incubators in her hand one by one and placing them on the small table,

"This is the chicken soup I stewed for you personally. There are medlar, longan, red dates, dangshen... Xiaoyue, you should drink more."

Ji Xiaoyue has a bitter face,

"Mom, I've been drinking Chicken Soup for a week. If I still drink it, will it make up for it?"

Wenyi puts the spoon into her hand,

"How can you make up too much? Before, your body was too weak, and the doctor said that you can't make up quickly, so it has been done step by step before, from simple chicken soup to wolfberry, longan, and now dangshen..."

Gu Sinian was sitting on the sofa at the window reading the newspaper. He looked up at the speech,

"Mom, is this your soup?"

Wenyi never cooks at home. She doesn't touch spring water with her fingers, let alone make soup. She doesn't even know how to open the electric cooker. After moving into the new apartment, two servants serve her every day, one responsible for cleaning and the other for cooking.

Think with your toes and know who made this soup.

"I watched Ah Xiang boil it." Wen Yili's vigorous retort.

A Xiang is the maid in charge of cooking in the apartment. She is about the same age as Wen Yi. She is from Northeast China. She is very straightforward. Her children are in Lanjiang city. She can't stay idle, so she finds some work in the housekeeping company.

The two talked very well. Gu Sinian went to the apartment and thought that if a Xiang and Wen Yi were to get along for a longer time, Wen Yi would probably be encouraged to dance square dance with a Xiang every morning and evening.

"If she doesn't want to drink, don't force her to drink."

Gu Sinian closed the newspaper, threw it on the coffee table, got up and walked to the bedside, with his hands in his trouser pockets,

"When I go out to buy rice, put away all the soup and water. Don't eat it."

Wen Yi raised her arm and hugged a circle on a circle of food boxes, raised her eyebrows and said, "whatever you want, go out and buy food. I can't waste it. Let Xiao Yue eat this meal. I promise I won't eat this next meal."

"That's what you said yesterday and the day before yesterday."

Gu Sinian mercilessly exposed his mother's delaying tactics.

"Then I'm not for Xiaoyue and your children. This is the first child. If she doesn't take good care of herself, Xiaoyue will suffer at that time. It's not your heartache."

"Mom..."

"Well, Si Nian, mom, I didn't say no."

Ji Xiaoyue saw that the two people were in a stalemate. She felt sorry in her heart. She quickly broke up the dispute and smiled and pulled La Wenyi's sleeve,

"Mom, you're still protecting it. How can I drink it?"

"Yes, yes, yes, drink while it's hot."

Wen Yi quickly withdrew her hand, and then brought a bowl of chicken soup to Ji Xiaoyue.

"Wait a minute," Gu Sinian said solemnly, reaching between chicken soup and his wife,

"Mom, you promise, this is the last chicken soup."

Wenyi frowned, "Hey, boy, when did your mother stop talking?"

"Swear."

"Si Nian," Ji Xiaoyue couldn't stand it, and hurriedly pulled Gu Si Nian's clothes.

"Mom." Gu Sinian was indifferent and looked at Wen Yi with a straight face.

Zhimu Mo ruozi, no one knows better than him. Wen Yi is eager to have a grandson. At this time, Ji Xiaoyue is finally pregnant with a child. She can't care about her mood. She just keeps trying to have a white grandson.

Older people are more likely to be pedantic than when they are young.

His mood about Ji Xiaoyue's pregnancy is complex, and he hasn't recovered until now. During this time, he watched her start to have a reaction of pregnancy and vomiting, and watched Wen Yi busy feeding all kinds of soup pills she didn't like. He knew that he would always explode.

It's just when it triggers.

Wen Yi frowned and waved her hand casually for a long time,

"OK, OK, I swear, OK, today is the last chicken soup. After you beg me to cook it for your daughter-in-law, I won't do it."

"Mom, don't listen to him."

Ji Xiaoyue patted Wen Yi's hand,

"He has been a God these two days. You don't know. I like everything you do."

"Do you hear me?" Wen Yi glanced at Gu Sinian proudly.

Gu Sinian, expressionless, grabbed the soup bowl in Wen Yi's hand, lifted his head and drank it in one gulp.

Wen Yi's face was shocked.

"Mom, keep your word. This is the last meal."

With these words, he walked towards the door of the ward.

"Hey, Si Nian, where are you going?" Ji Xiaoyue asked anxiously.

Wenyi youyou Road,

"Leave him alone. It's probably going to the bathroom to vomit."

"What?"

"He didn't drink chicken soup since childhood. He felt fishy and vomited after drinking it."

Hearing the speech, Ji Xiaoyue's face stagnated,

"Then he still..."

"I can't see you suffer," Wen Yi smiled, with an inscrutable face,

"I think he has been silent these two days, with a worried look. This time he is going to vomit up."