Qiao Ziqian leaned against the headboard, watching their retreating figures. Only after the hospital room door closed completely did he let out a scoff, his clear eyes instantly turning sly and wicked.
Even though Meng Jingwei had divorced Qing Muye, they still had two children together. He suspected that if they were truly divorced, they might still be entangled, continuing to be together.
Especially since their 'divorce' had been so sudden, Qiao Ziqian still harbored some suspicion.
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The Tang Family Residence.
Tang Si sat in the villa's main hall, looking at his mother, father, and grandfather seated opposite him. He calmly stated, "I've said it before, I like Shi Ran and want to marry her."
Before this, Tang Si hadn't harbored any strong desire to marry any particular woman.
Of course, except for Zhao Wuyan.
But during their time in the Hidden Clan with Shi Ran, he had felt a fondness for her, and especially since Shi Ran was injured, he also felt responsible.
"Whether you want to marry Shi Ran also depends..." Grandpa Tang glared at Tang Si, his face clouded with gloom. But mid-sentence, his gaze shifted to the living room entrance, and his stern expression was suddenly replaced by a smile. "Wuyan is here? Come, come, come in and sit. Why didn't you inform this old man when you came?"
Both the Tang and Zhao families highly favored this marriage, so the Tang family was also very fond of Zhao Wuyan.
Upon seeing Zhao Wuyan enter, carrying a bag of nutritional supplements, Tang's father and mother quickly got up to greet her. "Oh dear, when you come, you shouldn't bring anything."
Zhao Wuyan removed her sunglasses, her red lips curving into a slight smile. "I didn't know what to buy for Auntie and Uncle, so I bought some nutritional supplements. I hope you like them."
"We like them, we like them. Whatever you buy, your father and I will like it," Mother Tang said with a hearty laugh, taking the items and handing them to a nearby servant, then directly taking Zhao Wuyan's hand. "Come, sit down quickly."
In front of the Tang family, Zhao Wuyan put on a good-girl act. Even her attire and demeanor became ladylike and gentle, devoid of her usual fiery wildness.
Tang Si merely glanced at her pretentious and affected behavior, unwilling to look again.
She walked to the sofa and bowed slightly to Grandpa Tang. "Hello, Grandpa. It's been a while since we last met, I've missed you."
"Hahaha, you girl, your words are as sweet as honey. You're just like your mother," Grandpa Tang patted the seat beside him. "Sit. I was just telling Xiao Si about your wedding."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuyan's eyes lit up, and she instinctively looked at Tang Si seated opposite her, full of hope.
However, she saw Tang Si's face clouded over like ink, his brows furrowed. "What wedding? I said, I will only marry Shi Ran!"
As his words fell, the relaxed and lively atmosphere in the living room instantly became tense.
Mother Tang smiled awkwardly at Zhao Wuyan. "Don't listen to Xiao Si's nonsense, his mind is clouded by greed. Pigs!" She then pointed at Tang Si. "He keeps mentioning Shi Ran. What kind of potent spell has that vixen cast on you?! Her face is disfigured, she looks so ugly, how do you expect our Tang family to show their faces in the future?"
"Marrying her is my decision, and no matter what you say, you cannot change my decision." Tang Si, who was usually jovial and playful, was rarely this serious.
In that moment, his unsmiling demeanor made him seem as if he had matured, possessing his own opinions and thoughts.
But it was precisely this side of him that enraged the Tang family further.
"A disfigured woman will never marry into our Tang family in this lifetime!" Father Tang slammed the table, declaring.
Zhao Wuyan, sitting beside Grandpa Tang, lowered her head, an unconcealable smugness in her eyes.
She leaned back on the sofa, discreetly took out her phone, and quietly turned on the voice recorder.