The doctor tossed the removed building blocks into a tray.
Jiang Nanfang quickly helped Rui Rui sit up, checked his face to confirm he was alright, and hugged him tightly.
"Alright, baby, don't be scared, you're fine now."
Zhan Jing Rui snuggled into his mother's embrace, rubbing his little face back and forth. His mother was soft and fragrant, and being held by her was incredibly comfortable.
Zhan Jing Rui wrapped his tiny arms around her, and the two held each other tightly, a picture of maternal love and filial piety.
Her son, usually so intelligent that all his teachers were stunned, a son who displayed extraordinary talent in everything, how could he be so unable to distinguish right from wrong in front of this bad woman?
Just because they came to the hospital together, he was won over?
Zhan Bei Jue opened his eyes and saw this scene, frowning with displeasure.
"Don't forget who caused you to be like this. If it weren't for her, would we need to make this trip to the hospital today? Come here, don't be bought off by her so easily."
Seeing that Father was still angry and fearing he would punish Jiang Nanfang, Rui Rui looked at him pitifully.
"Daddy, don't be angry with Mommy. This is all my fault, it has nothing to do with her. If you want to scold anyone, scold me."
"..."
"We're a family finally gathered together. Can you two stop arguing? My sister and I are always told at kindergarten that we popped out of a rock. I really want to live with Mommy. Please don't be angry with her anymore."
What? They were actually told at kindergarten that they popped out of a rock? How come she hadn't heard of such an absurd thing before?
Facing the child's vulnerability, Zhan Bei Jue was momentarily speechless.
Zhan Bei Jue lowered his head, lost in thought. He picked up his daughter, walked to the hospital bed, roughly pushed Jiang Nanfang aside, and picked up his son.
Without a word, holding the children one on each side, he strode out of the emergency room.
Zhan Bei Jue walked expressionlessly into the crowd. Everyone naturally surrounded him, and the Jiang Nanfang who followed him was kept out of the crowd.
"Hey! Zhan Bei Jue, we haven't clarified things about the child yet, don't leave, wait!"
Rui Rui turned his head, looking at his anxious mother who couldn't get through the crowd. His eyelids drooped, and two crystal tears fell onto Zhan Bei Jue's hand.
"Brother, why are you crying?"
Zhan Jing Ge deliberately reminded Father to look.
Zhan Jing Rui stubbornly lowered his head and refused to speak.
But Zhan Bei Jue knew that he had just been injured and was emotionally fragile. Coupled with Jiang Nanfang's sudden appearance today, he must be missing his mother.
In his life, there were very few things that could make him cry.
If he didn't cry, it was particularly heartbreaking when he did.
Seeing his son cry, Zhan Bei Jue also felt distressed.
It was all that vicious Jiang Nanfang's fault!
She shouldn't have come back!
Zhan Jing Ge saw through her father's thoughts. Afraid he would scold Jiang Nanfang again, she quickly reached out her soft little hand and hooked his neck, speaking in a similarly pitiful tone.
"Brother is crying, and I want to cry too. Brother misses Mommy, and I miss Mommy too. Daddy, why won't you let Mommy come home with us?"
"..."
"Everyone else has a mommy, only my brother and I don't. Now that we finally have one... *sniffle* Daddy doesn't love me and my brother anymore."
"..."
What did this woman say to the children? Her efforts at instigation were very successful!
Jiang Nanfang was still trying to push through the bodyguards to get her children, when Zhan Bei Jue suddenly stopped.
"Don't cry anymore, Daddy isn't chasing her away."
Palm Bay, Zhan family villa.
Zhan Bei Jue's home actually had a nursery. Did he marry that woman?
Why couldn't he see that woman and the children?
But whatever, it had nothing to do with him.
Jiang Nanfang lay in the middle, with her son and daughter lying beside her, listening to her tell a story.
She had intended to discuss custody with Zhan Bei Jue after the children fell asleep.
But the two children seemed to have been frightened today and were especially clingy to her, nestled in her neck on both sides, as if afraid she would sneak away again, sticking to her tightly...
Not wanting to wake the children, she decided to sleep here for one night.
In the spacious and luxurious living room on the first floor, the lights were as bright as day.
Zhan Bei Jue's noble features shone brilliantly in the light. He held a glass of red wine, his thoughts returning for the umpteenth time to the night he divorced Jiang Nanfang.
It was also under such bright lights that she was so unrestrained, her actions so bold, her smile so defiant, that she had stimulated his sensitive nerves to the point of collapse...
Even though so many years had passed, it was still vivid every time he thought about it.
He hated Jiang Nanfang so much!
Because of her, because of that night, he developed a psychological barrier.
Now, not only was he not interested in women, but he would feel disgusted and nauseous if a woman got too close... it was all her fault!
And she still wanted to take the children away?
After a long while, he came back to his senses and saw no movement upstairs.
"Where is she? Why hasn't she come down yet?"
Butler: "The nanny just checked. She took the young master and miss to rest in the young lady's room. They've already fallen asleep."
"..." Zhan Bei Jue's brows were tinged with a thin anger.
He had been waiting here for half an hour. Instead of quickly coming down to apologize and beg for a way out, that woman was sleeping in his daughter's bed?
On the cute and childlike small bed, the two children were obediently resting on Jiang Nanfang's shoulders. The three of them had their heads together, looking incredibly warm and adorable.
To avoid disturbing the children's rest, Zhan Bei Jue stood at the door and watched for a while, temporarily suppressing the anger in his heart, turned off the light, and quietly withdrew from the room.
Back in his study, he called his best friend, Lu Ming Zhe, who was a psychologist.
"Make time to come over tomorrow. Rui Rui's state has been a bit off recently."
"Wasn't he always fine before? What happened?"
Zhan Bei Jue said, "He's been drawing a lot of pictures of his mother recently, like her coaxing him to sleep, taking him out to play... What do you think that indicates?"
"What does it indicate? It indicates that it's time for you to get married."
Lu Ming Zhe was still in the mood to joke.
"Brother Zhan, you've been divorced for so many years, and the children are so big. It's not like you can't find a wife. Why are you still stubbornly living like an ascetic?"
"Look at you, you're thirty years old, and you don't have a woman around you all day. If it weren't for the two children, people would suspect you..."
Zhan Bei Jue hated it the most when people brought this up, and he immediately interrupted coldly.
"Are you a doctor or a matchmaker? I asked you to analyze the problem for me, and you're analyzing this? It's like you're married, do you think you're much younger than me?"
Lu Ming Zhe had no doctorly demeanor at all: "I'm not much younger than you, but one year younger counts."
"Just thinking about it is satisfying. There are people in this world who can make you, Zhan Bei Jue, have a headache."
Too lazy to listen to his nonsense, Zhan Bei Jue directly hung up the phone.
Ever since he divorced Jiang Nanfang, he had heard plenty of nagging about getting married in recent years.
First, it was the old man, who always complained that divorce was an act of rebellion and demanded he bring back his great-grandchild.
Fortunately, the appearance of Rui Rui and Ge Er silenced him.
Then there were his mother's overseas calls urging him to get married.
However, after that night, he began to reject any woman who came near him.
Women, after all, were creatures with schemes, ideas, who could get angry and betray.
What was so captivating about them?
Anyway, he already had children, and the task of continuing the Zhan family lineage was complete.
For him to find a woman again?
Don't even think about it.
Zhan Bei Jue slept late but woke up early.
By the time Jiang Nanfang got up, washed the two children, and took them downstairs, he had already finished an hour of morning exercise, changed into clean clothes, and was drinking coffee downstairs.
The three of them, well-rested, walked downstairs hand in hand, their faces full of joy. Glancing at his serene face, they felt like they didn't live in the same world.
"Daddy, good morning! I slept so soundly last night, and I'm in a great mood today. Look, am I pretty today?"
It was only Zhan Jing Ge who, regardless of the occasion or his expression, dared to rush into his arms at any time.
Zhan Bei Jue put down his coffee cup, hugged his daughter, and dotingly looked her up and down.
"My daughter is naturally beautiful, and she looks good in anything she wears."
Zhan Jing Ge cupped his face with her small hands and pecked him: "Hehe, Daddy's mouth is so sweet!"
Jiang Nanfang over there: "..."
This little girl was completely disregarding her safety education. She had only known him for a few hours and was already calling him Daddy and letting him hug her, which was simply outrageous.
Just as she was about to call her over, Zhan Bei Jue revealed his true colors.
He lightly flicked his daughter's nose.
"Although you're dressed beautifully today and in a good mood, I have to dampen your spirits. You and your brother made a mistake yesterday, and you have to write a self-criticism today."
"Ah?"
"A five-thousand-character self-criticism, with a thousand characters on preventative measures. I'll check it when you get back tonight."
Writing a self-criticism of five to six thousand characters was a piece of cake for Zhan Jing Rui. He wasn't afraid, but he was afraid that after he left for school, Father would make Mommy leave again.
He had finally found her, and he finally had his mother. He couldn't bear to lose her again.
What could he do to keep her here?
Hearing Zhan Bei Jue say this, Jiang Nanfang was shocked.
Such young children, while it was indeed wrong for them to casually go with someone, they shouldn't be punished so severely, right?
Write a six-thousand-character self-criticism? What's the difference between that and child abuse!
"Zhan Bei Jue, what's wrong with my children leaving with me? What right do you have to punish them? And punish them so severely!"
Zhan Bei Jue pointed towards the stairs with his chin, and only after the two children went upstairs did he coldly look at her.
"Don't you know whether I have the right to boss them around? Who told you that you gave birth to my seed."
"..."