With such generous compensation, Mr. Li's attitude finally softened.
After a moment's thought, he took out his phone.
"It's not just my father's decision; I can't make it alone. I'll need to discuss it with my sisters first."
Soon, the three Li siblings agreed to the heart donation.
After the agreement was signed, Zhan Bei Jue returned to Nan Cheng.
That same night, the hospital arranged for the surgery.
After more than seven hours of surgery, Tian Tian was finally wheeled out of the operating room.
The surgery, performed by the nation's top cardiothoracic specialists, was a success.
The expert said, "As long as she receives good care afterwards and passes the one-month recovery period without any rejection, she should be fine."
Jing Yu's recent behavior had been relatively normal, and Zhan Bei Jue and Jiang Nan Fang's anxieties were finally eased by half.
What followed was a long period of hospitalization and recovery.
Jiang Nan Fang, along with Jing Yu, stayed by Tian Tian's bedside every day, monitoring her condition.
Twenty days passed quickly. Tian Tian showed no signs of rejection, and Rui Rui and Ge Er's summer camp was nearing its end.
To facilitate the family's reunion and allow Tian Tian and Jing Yu to experience a change of environment and get some fresh air.
Under the hospital's arrangements, everyone returned to Tian Fu International.
Mrs. Zhan was furious.
For a full month and a half, including the two days she was hospitalized, Zhan Bei Jue had not shown his face to her.
It was as if she, his mother, did not exist.
Her phone number was blocked, her WeChat messages went unanswered, and she couldn't find him at his company.
Everyone was cooperating with Zhan Bei Jue, telling her no truth, and ignoring her.
He had become the private possession of that vixen, Jiang Nan Fang.
Infuriated and with no recourse, she personally organized a security team to see her son and speak with him.
She also hired a private investigator, determined to find out where Jiang Nan Fang's den was.
After living so many years and failing to defeat a vixen in her twenties, she might as well smash her head against a brick!
Jiang Nan Fang, along with Jing Yu and Jing Tian, moved into Tian Fu International.
The first day was spent busy organizing the apartment and stocking it with essential daily necessities.
Around ten o'clock the next morning, Tian Tian was asleep. Jiang Nan Fang was playing Go with Jing Yu on the balcony when the doorbell rang.
Zhan Bei Jue had been very attentive to the children lately.
He would often rush to the hospital in the middle of work to check on them, or leave work early before the official closing time.
Jiang Nan Fang had grown accustomed to his erratic schedule and unpredictable whereabouts.
Hearing the doorbell, she assumed it was him leaving work early again to see the children. Jing Yu excitedly ran to open the door.
"It must be Daddy! Mommy, I'll get it!"
However, when the door opened, instead of seeing their tall and handsome daddy, he saw his detested, wicked grandmother accompanied by a group of imposing bodyguards at the door.
Jing Yu had lived with the Zhan family for a few days. He had a very poor impression of Mrs. Zhan.
This grandmother was nothing like the grandmothers in cartoons, who were old and kind.
On the contrary, she was young, domineering, and spoke with authority.
She showed no affection or tenderness towards them; each word she spoke was like a command to a subordinate.
Knowing that her arrival could only mean trouble, Jing Yu instinctively pushed the door halfway back and stood in the gap, watching her.
"Why are you here?"
Mrs. Zhan was unaware of the quadruplets.
Seeing Jing Yu, she mistook him for Rui Rui, whom she had brought up for many days.
Such disrespect for an elder immediately ignited her anger.
"Rui Rui, how are you speaking to an elder?"
"You used to at least call me 'Grandma' when you saw me. Now that you've been hanging out with this woman, you've forgotten your manners?"
"I knew this woman couldn't raise good children. Your father must be blind to have brought you to her!"
"Where is your sister? Open the door and let me in. I want to see that woman!"
Jiang Nan Fang heard a woman's voice faintly. Knowing it wasn't Zhan Bei Jue returning, she quickly put down her chess pieces and walked out.
As she looked up, she saw the imposing Mrs. Zhan and the group of formidable bodyguards behind her confronting her young son.
Her alarm bells went off. She quickly rushed to Jing Yu's side and pulled him behind her.
"Why are you here?"
Although she had only met Mrs. Zhan once after her marriage, Jiang Nan Fang could still recognize her after so many years.
This was because Mrs. Zhan's beauty was undeniable.
A significant portion of Zhan Bei Jue's good looks came from her excellent genes.
She was over sixty but remarkably well-preserved.
Not a single white hair adorned her head; her features were sharp and striking, with a smooth, full forehead.
Only slightly sagging cheeks and a widening jawline indicated her age.
Jiang Nan Fang, dressed in a smoke-grey loungewear set with her hair in a bun, and without any makeup, looked like a college student who had never been married.
Mrs. Zhan scanned her from head to toe and spoke with an overbearing tone.
"You really got plastic surgery, and it turned out quite successful. No wonder Ah Jue is so smitten with you lately that he doesn't even want to come home."
"You're quite something, Jiang Nan Fang. When you were given the chance to be Mrs. Zhan with proper status, you didn't even bother to present yourself properly or bring honor to Ah Jue. But now that you're divorced, you've suddenly remembered."
"How can there be a woman like you in the world with so little self-respect? After so many years of divorce, you've had surgery to come back and pester your ex-husband. Are all the other men in the world dead, or are you counting on Ah Jue's soft heart to get back into the Zhan family?"
From the moment she saw her, Jiang Nan Fang knew there would be no pleasantries.
Having prepared herself mentally, she wouldn't let anything she said affect her too much.
After Mrs. Zhan finished speaking, she looked at her calmly.
"So, you came here personally just to tell me this?"
"Alright. I have no self-respect, I had surgery, and I'm shameless. I've heard everything you said. Are you done? If you're done, shouldn't you be leaving?"
After speaking, she reached out to close the door, but the bodyguards behind Mrs. Zhan were quick, extending a hand to push the door panel and hold it open for Mrs. Zhan.
Mrs. Zhan frowned, her voice sharp and piercing.
"What kind of attitude is this, Jiang Nan Fang? Don't think that just because you've faked a pretty face, and Ah Jue is temporarily infatuated with you, you can be so insolent!"
"Dare to speak to me like this? Don't forget, who is the actual Mrs. Zhan between us right now!"
"You're living in my house and trying to kick me out? Are you getting too bold?"
She immediately adopted the demeanor of a scolding shrew. Jiang Nan Fang, fearing she might further enrage her and disturb Jing Tian, who had just started to feel better, could only endure it.
"I don't mean to kick you out. I just know you dislike me, and seeing you often might annoy you, so I don't want to be an eyesore."
"I know this house isn't mine. If you mind an outsider like me living here, I can move out tomorrow. Will that be acceptable?"
"Oh, suddenly you're speaking so pitifully. What's this for? Trying to show weakness, play the victim, and then complain to Ah Jue that I kicked you out?"
Mrs. Zhan was unmoved by either threat or plea.
"Don't try any of your tricks on me! Let me tell you, Jiang Nan Fang, when I was out there building the Zhan family's empire, you were still hiding in some dog's belly!"
"Trying to play mind games with me and steal my son? Be careful, I'll make sure you don't know how you die!"