Jiang Ziyu, standing at the doorway, had no time to listen to her declaration of his information. He entered the front hall with Qianqian in his arms and went upstairs, ignoring their presence.
As he passed by the sofa, Di Mingjue glanced at Lu Sisi.
"Brother Mingjue," Lu Sisi moved her body.
Di Jianhan turned, noticing their return only when she greeted him. Catching sight of Jiang Ziyu, who had already gone upstairs, he reprimanded in a low voice, "Disrespectful of elders!"
His half-open mouth closed shut with the complaint. Di Mingjue withdrew his gaze and coldly lifted his foot.
"Uncle," Lu Sisi called out helplessly.
Realizing he had angered Di Mingjue again, Di Jianhan, like a child who had made a mistake, faced Lu Sisi's reproachful expression with restraint, "I forgot."
Every argument with Di Mingjue made Lu Sisi unable to stay at the Lu family with peace of mind. Not for the father-son relationship, but for Lu Sisi's feelings, Di Jianhan began to try to avoid direct arguments with Di Mingjue.
"Uncle, you must remember next time. I don't want your already estranged father-son relationship to worsen because of me. If your relationship still cannot be eased, I might really have to go back," Lu Sisi said earnestly.
She thought Di Jianhan was her biggest help in becoming Madam Di, but after a few days, she realized he was a hindrance. If she didn't intervene and let the situation develop further, there might be no chance at all.
After receiving Di Jianhan's verbal promise, Lu Sisi went into the bathroom and relaxed her facial muscles in front of the mirror. Finding the right mood, she carried a fruit platter from the kitchen upstairs.
Stopping at the room door, she looked around and, possessed by a demon, pressed her ear to the crack.
"I'm tired. I don't want to hear anything about the Di family from you right now." Jiang Ziyu, holding Qianqian with one hand, stood in front of the wardrobe, blocking Di Mingjue's words. She took clean clothes and entered the bathroom with the child.
Watching her receding back, Di Mingjue sighed and ran his fingers through his fringe. He took out his phone and called Shen Lin.
At the same time, Mu Liangchen, after learning about the afternoon's events from Peter, immediately dispatched his subordinates to bring the man they had captured at the hospital to him.
As soon as the call ended, his subordinates dialed back.
The previous man had committed suicide in his place of detention!
Before they could find out who was behind it, he was already in trouble.
It had been a week. If he had wanted to commit suicide to help the person behind it, he would have done so from the beginning and not waited until now. There was only one possibility: the person behind it had already fulfilled the promised requirements.
Thinking of Jiang Ziyu's current situation, Mu Liangchen did not inform her of this matter immediately.
Lu Sisi outside the door heard no sound. She stepped back helplessly and reached out to knock.
"Who?"
"Brother Mingjue, it's me."
Inside the room, Di Mingjue stood still and asked from outside the door, "What is it?"
"Can you open the door and talk?"
The moment the question was asked, Jiang Ziyu emerged from the bathroom with Qianqian in her arms. She had heard it. As she passed by Di Mingjue, she lowered her head and instructed, "You go out and talk to her."
"Okay," Di Mingjue nodded, glancing at the restless Qianqian in her arms, and promised while touching her hand, "Daddy will be back soon. Let Mommy accompany you first."
Qianqian held onto his hand, unwilling to let go.
Lu Sisi's noisy voice from outside the door drifted through the crack continuously. Jiang Ziyu pulled away Qianqian's hand, and Di Mingjue finally had the chance to free himself.
The door opened, and Lu Sisi's first reaction was to step into the room.
Di Mingjue's wheelchair blocked her path, preventing her from entering. He then emerged from inside.
"What is it?"
Lu Sisi watched the door close and quickly raised her hand to show the fruit platter she was holding.