Chapter 415 Wife, you are partial

At noon, Zhan Mochen was busy in the company when he received a call from Mr. Zhan.

"There's nothing serious about my leg. I'll be discharged from the hospital today."

"Grandpa, have you figured it out? Having enough time in the hospital?" Zhan Mochen raised his eyebrows.

Mr. Zhan's angry voice came over.

"Is it okay if I don't leave the hospital? I asked you to take good care of Jingya, how did you take care of it? I haven't found a house yet, and I even sent her to the hospital. It doesn't make me worry at all!"

After being scolded for no reason, Zhan Mochen frowned: "So grandpa, you are discharged from the hospital because of Jingya?"

"Of course. Your Grandpa Huo and I are close friends. I have received kindness from him before. He is just such a granddaughter. If I don't have some snacks, I won't be able to see him."

"That's right. Then you can leave the hospital. If you have anything to do, just ask Ding Hao to do it."

After hanging up the phone, Zhan Mochen quickly put the matter behind him.

He has taken care of Huo Jingya as much as he can. If grandpa wants to do his best, let him go.

All in all, it is a good thing that the old man can figure it out and be discharged from the hospital.

As soon as Mr. Zhan was discharged from the hospital, he immediately rushed to see Huo Jingya.

Huo Jingya burst into tears as soon as she saw Mr. Zhan.

"Grandpa, why are you here in person?"

"How could I know you were so seriously injured if I didn't come here in person? You should have called grandpa yesterday, why did you have to wait until today!" Mr. Zhan was angry and distressed.

Huo Jingya cried until her pear blossoms were like rain, like a little white flower trembling in the wind. She looked timidly at Mr. Zhan: "I didn't want to cause trouble to you and Brother Mo Chen, but I really have no other relatives in the imperial capital. , I don’t know who to look for either…”

"You stupid kid, why do you have anything to do with us? We are your family. If you are injured like this, who will care about you if we don't care about you?"

When Mr. Zhan saw Huo Jingya's ankles that were swollen like steamed buns, he felt distressed. He felt even more distressed when he saw Huo Jingya crying.

In his impression, the young Jingya had always been a strong girl. She had never cried like this.

Mr. Zhan showed an unprecedented good temper, coaxing and persuading: "Don't worry, as long as grandpa is here, you can just relax and recuperate, don't worry about anything else. When you are healed and you don't need to find a house, just go Live at home.”

"Why are you so embarrassed? My sister-in-law will be unhappy." Huo Jingya said with red eyes.

Mr. Zhan smiled: "Xiaoyan is a good child, she won't have any objections. Besides, they don't live at home, so it's usually quite deserted for me to be alone in the old house."

"You really don't need it, grandpa. The school dormitory conditions are also very good. I live on campus and it's convenient for work."

Huo Jingya forced a smile and refused.

After being close to An Nuannuan for so long, she certainly knew that Zhan Mochen and An Yan did not live in the old house.

She just wanted some eye drops. She didn't want to go live in the Zhan family's old house and let Brother Mo Chen and An Yan live freely.

Mr. Zhan had no choice but to give up the idea and asked: "Then do you want to tell your parents about this and let them accompany you?"

"No need, their business has been very busy in the past few years, my injury is just a minor injury, I don't want them to worry about me."

"Hey, you are such a good and filial child. If you have anything to do, you must call grandpa. Grandpa will come to see you often. You can rest in peace and recuperate."

"Thank you, grandpa. Actually, everything is fine with me, but I'm a little scared in the hospital alone."

Huo Jingya's smile was filled with bitterness and loneliness, and the lonely figure sitting alone in the ward made Mr. Zhan sigh.

After leaving the hospital, the more Mr. Zhan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

He called Zhan Mochen again.

"If you have time, go to the hospital more often and talk to Jingya. It's so pitiful for her to live alone in the hospital."

Zhan Mochen was not very happy.

"Jingya and I haven't seen each other for many years, and we are no longer children. I have nothing to say to her when I go."

Mr. Zhan was very angry: "You brat, why don't you have anything to say? You are all young people, can't you just chat?" "Don't worry, grandpa, Mo Chen and I will go to the hospital to spend time with Jingya when we have time. of."

Seeing Mr. Zhan getting angry, An Yan quickly came over and answered for Zhan Mochen.

Mr. Zhan was in a better mood: "Xiaoyan is here too. You are much better than this brat. Grandpa thanks you on Jingya's behalf."

"No matter what grandpa said, we are a family and we should take care of each other."

An Yan and Mr. Zhan exchanged some pleasantries before Mr. Zhan hung up the phone with satisfaction.

Zhan Mochen turned his head and looked at An Yan, a little unhappy: "Grandpa asked me to accompany other women, are you not jealous at all?"

"Is Jingya another woman? I regard her as my sister. If you say that, do you have other ideas in mind?"

An Yan smiled and gave Zhan Mochen an angry look. Zhan Mochen's breath froze and he found that he was speechless.

He was actually defeated by An Yan like this. He couldn't do it now, otherwise he would look guilty.

Zhan Mochen had no choice but to compromise: "Forget it, just think of it as making grandpa happy. But I have to agree first that you go with me."

"why?"

"Because... isn't this what you promised grandpa?"

An Yan: ...

Why does she feel like she shot herself in the foot?
Since she agreed to the old man, An Yan took Zhan Mochen with her to visit Huo Jingya the next day.

An Yan bought a flower basket and stuffed it into Zhan Mochen's hand: "Take it, grandpa mainly tells you to come and see her."

Zhan Mochen stared at the flower basket in his hand, feeling uncomfortable all over.

The little woman is obviously tolerant and generous, but why does he feel that something is weird?

The two walked into the ward together. Huo Jingya saw Zhan Mochen and sat up in surprise: "Brother Mo Chen, you are here!"

When he was excited to pull Zhan Mochen's sleeves, he saw An Yan wearing a light green dress next to Zhan Mochen.

An Yan didn't wear much makeup recently, and she took off her high heels and replaced them with flat white shoes, paired with a light green dress. Her skin was fair and tender, and her bright eyes were as clear as water.

At first glance, she doesn't look like a mother of three children at all, but instead looks like a fresh and tender young girl in her prime.

This made Huo Jingya's carefully painted makeup look particularly awkward, and she felt that An Yan's fresh look made her look old-fashioned.

The jealousy in Huo Jingya's eyes flashed away, and she forced a smile: "Sister-in-law, you are here too."

"Well, grandpa said you were bored in the hospital alone, so I asked Mo Chen to come over and keep you company."

An Yan pointed to the flower basket in Zhan Mo Chen's hand and said with a smile: "I picked this specially for you. I wish you a speedy recovery. Do you like it?"

"I like it, sister-in-law is interested."

Huo Jingya glanced at the flowers in the flower basket. They were all lilies, stars, daisies and the like.

She couldn't help but sneer in her heart, this woman is really clever. Do you want to use these words to tell her that there can only be family and friendship between her and Brother Mo Chen, so that she should not think about other things?
How did An Yan know that an ordinary flower basket could make Huo Jingya think of so many things.

Since she was here to visit Huo Jingya, she couldn't stand still. She picked up the apple on the bedside table, peeled it and handed it to Huo Jingya kindly.

"Eat an apple. How are the caregivers doing these days? Are they taking care of you to your satisfaction?"

"good."

Huo Jingya took it mechanically, then handed it to Zhan Mochen: "Brother Mo Chen, eat it."

Zhan Mochen didn't answer, but turned his head sideways, his eyes darkened, and he looked at An Yan with some dissatisfaction.

"Honey, you are partial. I have never eaten an apple peeled by you."

An Yan was stunned and couldn't laugh or cry.

(End of this chapter)

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