Daddy, Here Is Mommy

Lu Yiyao took out his phone from his pocket and answered lightly.    

"Do you want me to check?"    

"Tang Yi has already been dealt with."    

Lu Yiyao lowered his eyes and touched the screen of his phone with his ten fingers. He typed in a message and sent it to Lin Ange.    

[I'm at the hospital, don't worry.]    

The dean didn't dare to ask any further. Nodding his head, he walked out of the room.    

"Assistant Jiang, you've worked hard too. Go take a rest."    

Lu Yiyao said in a low voice as he raised his eyebrows and glanced at Jiang Fei.    

"CEO, I'm fine …"    

"Go."    

Lu Yiyao's hoarse voice was strict. Jiang Fei did not dare to resist and walked out with his head lowered.    

The spacious ward became increasingly quiet.    

The air was filled with a faint tension.    

Lu Yiyao raised his eyes and looked at Lu Jinhui, who was hanging on the ventilator. He instantly felt much older than last night.    

The years passed without mercy.    

He was old, after all.    

No matter how good his physical fitness was, it could not stop his body from gradually aging.    

His sharp eyebrows were already gray, revealing a few signs of weakness. His face was livid and pale.    

All men are equal in the face of disease.    

So what if he's the Grand Elder of Lu Family?    

Only, his aura was slightly stronger than that of an ordinary patient.    

Even if they were unconscious, no one dared to disrespect him.    

Lu Yiyao looked at him with dark and gloomy eyes.    

He was his father, a relative who had given him life and brought him to this world.    

But he was also the 'enemy' that caused him to lose his mother.    

His mother's death had always been an insurmountable chasm between them.    

Even if Lu Jinhui gave him 'the Lu's' and Lu Family.    

It was also still unable to fill up the deep ravine.    

The sound of hurried footsteps could be heard as the door of the ward opened again. Lu Hongzhan and Lin Zhiyan rushed over. He said uneasily when he saw that he was the only one in the ward.    

"Third Brother, how is dad?"    

"I'll temporarily escape this calamity."    

Lu Yiyao glanced at them and replied plainly.    

"Oh, that's good."    

Lu Hongzhan heaved a sigh of relief. He took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off his forehead.    

The fine lines at the corner of Lin Zhiyan's eyes also became much more relaxed.    

"But the dean said that he might not be able to survive tonight."    

"What?!"    

Lu Hongzhan and Lin Zhiyan were stunned.    

Lu Yiyao was silent.    

Lu Hongzhan and Lin Zhiyan were speechless.    

The air suddenly became quiet again.    

Other than the sound of breathing machines and monitoring equipment, there was only the sound of breathing.    

The three of them sat on either side of the bed.    

After a while, Lu Hongzhan turned his head and said to Lin Zhiyan, who was sitting beside him.    

"Zhiyan, why don't you go back first? Third Brother and I will stay here."    

"I'm fine. I won't be able to rest easy even if I go back."    

The corner of Lin Zhiyan's mouth twitched as a faint smile appeared on her face.    

After their argument last night, they had been in a state of cold war. With great difficulty, she finally had a chance to ease up. Naturally, Lin Zhiyan treasured it greatly.    

"Alright then."    

Lu Hongzhan looked at her, but he didn't let her feelings of filial piety go away.    

As Lin Zhiyan spoke, she sneaked a glance at Lu Yiyao, who was sitting opposite her. He was holding his phone and handling the email, looking like he was completely blocking them out.    

The three of them sat quietly beside Lu Jinhui's bed without any communication.    

Beep, beep.    

Lu Yiyao's cell phone vibrated, signaling 'An' to come over.    

He quickly logged out of the mail and opened WeChat.    

[Lu Yiyao, how is the old man?]    

Fingers with thin calluses type quickly.    

[Not yet completely out of danger.]    

The opponent replied instantly.    

[Oh...]    

Lin Ange was sitting on the sofa. When she saw the reply from Lu Yiyao, her expression turned serious.    

No matter how strict Lu Jinhui was with her these days, he was still very good to her before.    

He was even better than Lu Hengyuan and Gong Nanling when he was young.    

If time could be reversed, she would never have done what happened four years ago. Perhaps, she was like Lu Yiyao, accompanying Lu Jinhui by his bedside and watching over him as he woke up.    

But fate always played tricks on people.    

The heavens had played a huge joke on her, causing her to have a conflict with Lu Yiyao that she shouldn't have had four years ago.    

Then there was the little bun.    

She didn't know.    

Some things are predestined.    

Some of them had been waiting for her for a long time.    

[Rain, be at home, don't run around.]    

Just when she was about to put down her phone, Lu Yiyao sent another message over.    

Lin Ange pursed her lips when she heard this' warm heart 'and' domineering 'warning. She simply replied with a single word.    

[Yes.]    

After sending the message, he asked in surprise.    

[Are you better?]    

When Lu Yiyao saw this, a hint of bitterness appeared in his burning eyes. A warm feeling rose from the bottom of his heart, tightly wrapping around his heart.    

One word was worth a thousand gold.    

Everyone's concern was greater than her question.    

Only because she was the person he cared about the most.    

Lu Yiyao's dizzy state loosened up a lot, even his heavy breathing became a lot easier.    

[Better, don't worry.] Thank you.]    

When Lin Ange saw the last three words, the curve of her lips widened. On her pretty face, pears swirled out.    

[Uncle, you're welcome.]    

Lu Yiyao didn't get angry when he saw the two words, 'uncle'. Ye Zichen's hot eyelids twitched, while a faint smile appeared in the bottom of his eyes.    

[Lin Ange, are you thinking of punishing me again?]    

[...]    

Lin Ange pursed her lips and smiled when she saw Lu Yiyao's quick reply to the 'disciplinary' message. She then sent him an ellipsis.    

[?]    

The other party replied with a question mark.    

[I don't want to.]    

The smile on Lin Ange's face deepened.    

[You dare provoke me?]    

Lu Yiyao's cold lips formed a straight line. The tip of his eyebrows slightly pressed down and his stern face softened.    

When Lin Ange saw this message, she inexplicably thought of his' kiss' that punished her, and her mouth seemed to be brimming with his clear and cold taste. Her cheeks flushed red.    

"Mei Gege, who are you chatting with? So happy. "    

Lin Yanyan, who was looking towards her, saw this scene. His little eyebrows tightened and a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes.    

"Hmm?"    

Lin Ange was still thinking about what she should reply to Lu Yiyao next. She was startled by his sudden question and smiled.    

"Yes …" "Oh, Aunt Mengmeng …"     1

For some reason, Lin Ange lied. Gu Mengmeng took the blame once again.    

"Oh. It's Aunt Mengmeng. "    

Lin Yanyan replied and remembered something. The obsidian eyes stared at her.    

"Mei Gege, I need to tell you something …"    

Lin Ange quickly put down her phone and asked.    

"What is it?"    

"I've actually already met Aunt Mengmeng, and she's still my manager. "But she doesn't know yet that you are my mother …"    

"A broker?"    

Lin Ange put her phone on the coffee table in front of the sofa. Lowering his eyes, his face was filled with shock.