In just a few seconds, Zhao Shuyao's face returned to its usual composure.
Qin Yusheng didn't hear a single word the doctor said.
He only saw Zhao Shuyao's face reflected in the elevator car.
He found it difficult to understand the ever-changing emotions on her face.
Why would a woman who was greedy for vanity and sought the Qin family's wealth have such complex feelings?
By the time Qin Yusheng reacted, Zhao Shuyao had already exited the elevator.
He found himself instinctively wanting to follow her.
"Mr. Qin!" The doctor's voice pulled Qin Yusheng back to his senses.
"What is it?" Qin Yusheng turned around and asked coldly.
"How do you feel about it?"
"About what?"
"I mean, about inviting experts from America to help Fu Yanxue recover."
The doctor was puzzled. Had Mr. Qin not heard any of his earlier explanations?
"Yes, please do," Qin Yusheng said, then walked away casually.
The doctor almost thought he had misheard.
Qin Yusheng had always been very concerned about Fu Yanxue's matters, so why was he so absent-minded today?
Zhao Shuyao checked into a nearby hotel. While not a five-star establishment, it was clean and spacious.
Because she hadn't slept well the night before, Zhao Shuyao slept soundly until it was dark.
After waking up, she ate something light and then went to the hospital.
Li Huiyun was still by the bedside. Shortly after Zhao Shuyao entered, the ward door was knocked open.
A pure and graceful young girl, carrying a fruit basket, walked in.
"My dear Shiyu?!" Seeing Jiang Shiyu, Zhao Shuyao stood up abruptly.
"Hello, Grandma. Hello, Auntie," Jiang Shiyu greeted with a smile, placing the fruit basket by the head of the hospital bed.
"Why are you here?" Zhao Shuyao asked, recalling something, "Is the court date approaching?"
Jiang Shiyu's lawsuit against Murong Xue had caused quite a stir.
"Yes, the trial is the day after tomorrow. I came to see you. I heard your grandmother was ill and was worried about your condition."
"Let's talk somewhere else."
Zhao Shuyao took Jiang Shiyu to the coffee shop downstairs.
Zhao Shuyao ordered Jiang Shiyu her favorite iced latte. As soon as it was served, Jiang Shiyu's phone rang.
Jiang Shiyu answered, and Murong Cheng's magnetic voice came through, "You are not allowed to drink iced coffee."
Zhao Shuyao almost choked on her coffee.
Was Murong Cheng a devil?
How did he know Shiyu was drinking iced coffee?
"I'm not pregnant, nor am I expecting! Why can't I drink it?"
Jiang Shiyu was being driven crazy by Murong Cheng these days. Not only could she not drink iced coffee, but she also couldn't eat hot pot, and her meals were completely devoid of spice.
Jiang Shiyu's mouth had been bland for days.
She came out to find Zhao Shuyao, not only to catch up but also to have something with flavor in her mouth and to secretly eat something.
Murong Cheng seemed to have installed surveillance on her; he saw her every move.
"Try drinking it... I have plenty of ways to punish you tonight."
The man's tone was casual, his voice deep.
Even through the phone, one could feel the intimidating power emanating from his voice.
Jiang Shiyu stared at her phone for a few seconds, then verbally agreed, "I won't drink it!"
She picked up the coffee cup, about to take a sip.
"Try drinking it?" The man's tone turned cold, as if he had eyes.
Jiang Shiyu and Zhao Shuyao exchanged glances for a few seconds. Jiang Shiyu still put down the coffee cup and called the waiter.
As if deliberately speaking to the man, Jiang Shiyu deliberately raised her voice.
"Bring me a cup of hot milk!"
Hearing Murong Cheng hang up, Jiang Shiyu breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhao Shuyao clicked her tongue, "Others are henpecked, but you are husband-controlled!"
She couldn't help but feel a little envious. "It's so good that someone cares about you so much."
"Envious? If Qin Yusheng doted on you like that, you'd go crazy."
Qin Yusheng?
A bitter smile touched Zhao Shuyao's lips. Qin Yusheng would probably never control her.
Even though Fu Yanxue was in a coma, Qin Yusheng's love and care were always directed towards Fu Yanxue.
But what did it matter? After so many years, her heart had become like the ice cubes in this coffee.
Bitter and cold.
Jiang Shiyu realized she had said the wrong thing and held Zhao Shuyao's hand. "Don't be sad, Yaoyao. I'll buy you a delicious strawberry cream cake."
Zhao Shuyao looked at Jiang Shiyu's hand, then looked up at Jiang Shiyu's face, and then at Jiang Shiyu's body.
"Strange, am I seeing things? Why do I feel like you've gained a little weight?"
"Have I? Maybe it's autumn, and I'm starting to gain weight for the season!" Jiang Shiyu pinched her cheek.
It seemed to be the case. She had gained some weight recently, her stomach had grown a size, and she didn't know why. Her lower abdomen even protruded slightly.
Zhao Shuyao nodded. "Yes, you have indeed gained weight. But you didn't gain weight during your many years in America; why did you gain weight as soon as you returned to the country?"
Jiang Shiyu's figure had always been very well-proportioned. Even abroad, Jiang Shiyu's weight had remained stable, neither increasing nor decreasing.
"Never mind, it's good to be a little plump," Jiang Shiyu didn't take it to heart.
After having lunch with Zhao Shuyao at the coffee shop, Jiang Shiyu and Zhao Shuyao walked out together.
After chatting outside the door for a while, a dark black Maybach slowly stopped beside Jiang Shiyu.
"Is that your man?" Zhao Shuyao had just finished speaking when the car window rolled down.
Murong Cheng's deep and handsome face appeared behind the window. "Wife, it's time to go home. It's going to rain later."
"Oh!" Jiang Shiyu responded and looked at Zhao Shuyao. "Do you want me to give you a ride?"
"No, thank you. I'll go back by myself later. You go ahead!" Zhao Shuyao politely declined.
Jing Yuan and Tan Gong were in different directions, making it too much trouble.
"Alright, go home early. Wear more clothes as it's getting colder," Jiang Shiyu instructed before getting into the car.
Zhao Shuyao stood in place, watching the Maybach gradually disappear into the traffic. The gloomy sky suddenly dropped a few drops of water.
Immediately after, large raindrops began to fall densely.
A gust of wind blew, chilling the pedestrians on the road, causing them to tighten their clothes and quicken their pace.
Zhao Shuyao took shelter from the rain under the eaves of the coffee shop. It was only a hundred meters from the hospital, but the rain was getting heavier. She had to go back into the coffee shop, order a hot cocoa, and wait for a while. There was no sign of the rain stopping.
Zhao Shuyao, feeling drowsy, fell asleep with her head on the coffee shop table.
When she slowly woke up, she found someone sitting in front of her.
Thinking it was a customer, Zhao Shuyao picked up her bag to leave.
The moment she looked up, she saw the man in front of her was Qin Yusheng.
"What are you doing here..." Zhao Shuyao was stunned.
"Aren't you afraid of being kidnapped?" Qin Yusheng had been waiting here for who knows how long; the hot cocoa in front of him had already cooled.
"I'm a grown person, what is there to be afraid of?" Zhao Shuyao sniffled, then recalled something and said, "What are you doing here?"