This scene, when presented online, left all netizens baffled.
Xia Wanfu was Xia Linfeng's daughter. Given what her parents had done, how could her relationship with Gong Zhijing be good?
Yet, at this moment, they didn't seem like enemies.
In short, it was incomprehensible.
But this was what everyone saw: Gong Zhijing not only attended the engagement banquet but also embraced Xia Wanfu affectionately.
Even Han Wenjuan was present. However, the relationship between Han Wenjuan and Gong Zhijing seemed somewhat subtle.
This made the netizens even more confused.
Jiang Zexi and Ling Yucheng were childhood sweethearts, brothers, and they married two sisters.
The relationship between these two sisters was very complicated.
It could be said that Xia Linfeng was personally sent to prison by Gong Zhijing's father, Gong Ye.
Of course, Xia Linfeng brought it upon himself.
But Xia Wanfu was Xia Linfeng's biological daughter; wouldn't she hold a grudge against Gong Zhijing?
And Gong Zhijing, wouldn't she harbor any resentment or anger?
Furthermore, before this, when Xia Linfeng's affairs were exposed, someone had leaked information that their relationship as sisters was not good.
But at that time, most people's attention was still on Xia Linfeng, so it was dropped.
Now, due to the engagement banquet, the Xia family's affairs had once again reached peak public attention.
This time, the topic revolved around these two sisters.
Under the protection of Gong Ye's prestige, everything seemed related to Gong Zhijing, yet also unrelated to her.
No one dared to say anything negative about her, only wishing her well.
However, because of that embrace, Xia Wanfu received much less criticism.
Some also said that they were sisters who grew up together after all. Even if Xia Linfeng and Han Wenjuan treated Gong Zhijing poorly, it had nothing to do with Xia Wanfu.
Everything was so incomprehensible, so murky that one couldn't see clearly.
The depth of this situation was profound.
...
The most tiring part of an engagement banquet was toasting. With hundreds of tables, each one had to be visited.
Gong Zhijing's embrace surprised Xia Wanfu a little, but she didn't think too much about it, as she couldn't fathom its deeper meaning at that moment.
Gong Zhijing, worried about her daughter, ate a little and left early with Ling Yucheng.
Meanwhile, at home, chaos had erupted.
Ling Leyou, just over two months old, had reached the fussy stage of the second month.
The nanny and housekeeper carried her around, trying to soothe her, but she continued to cry. She had already been fed, her diaper changed, and the nanny had even performed gas relief exercises.
Her cries filled the entire living room, causing irritation and restlessness.
Elder Ling was extremely distressed. He struck the floor several times heavily with his cane, his voice growing impatient.
"Is she feeling unwell somewhere? Should we go to the hospital?"
The nanny was sweating profusely; this was the first time she had encountered such a situation.
"Old Master, the young lady's temperature is normal, her stool is normal, and her spirits and feeding are also good. She should not be uncomfortable."
She thought perhaps the baby missed her mother.
Zhu Yunfei frowned and soothed, "Dad, don't worry, it's nothing."
The child preferred to be held by the nanny rather than her, so she was also helpless.
"She's been crying for so long, how can I not worry?"
Elder Ling's breathing was heavy. After a moment, he said, "Quick, call them and ask Yucheng and Zhijing to come back."
Zhu Yunfei nodded and took out her phone to call Ling Yucheng.
At this moment, Ling Junye suddenly said, "Why don't we hire two private doctors?"
The elders at the old residence needed care, and another could be hired to look after the child.
"Yes, you find someone to arrange it," Elder Ling agreed and nodded.
Meanwhile, Zhu Yunfei had also finished her call. She said, "They are already on their way back."
Hearing this news, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, Madam Ling, who had been sitting quietly on the sofa, got up and walked towards a room without a word.
Elder Ling noticed and called out, "Manxia, what are you doing?"
Madam Ling's body stiffened, and without speaking, she quickened her pace to leave.
Everyone looked at her. It was Zhu Yunfei who first noticed something was wrong.
A long yellow wet patch was visible on the floor, leading to Madam Ling.
Her dark trousers were soaked, and urine dripped down her pant leg onto the floor.
The sofa where she had just sat was also heavily wet.
"Mom!"
Zhu Yunfei was startled and immediately understood what was happening. She hurried to follow.
After Madam Ling developed this illness, they had already learned about its symptoms and consequences.
So, this was within her expectations, yet also somewhat unexpected.
Because Madam Ling's condition had progressed so rapidly; it had only been a month or two since her diagnosis, and it had already reached the point of wetting her pants.
As soon as Madam Ling heard someone call her, she immediately quickened her steps and ran back into a room on the first floor.
As she hurried, the soiled area on the floor grew larger, and soon a very unpleasant odor began to emanate.
Elder Ling suddenly fell silent, his aged face filled only with sadness.
How could she, who was so particular about cleanliness, accept becoming like this?
Ling Junye also stood up, but didn't know what to do.
After returning to the room, Madam Ling locked herself inside.
When Zhu Yunfei found she couldn't open the door, she became anxious.
"Mom, open the door. It's alright, don't hide by yourself."
Inside, Madam Ling stood behind the door like a child who had done something wrong.
She twisted her hands together, sobbing.
Hearing the faint crying, Zhu Yunfei became even more anxious.
"Mom, can you please open the door? Don't hide by yourself, it's really okay."
Ling Leyou was still crying. The nanny held her and moved a little further away.
Servants had already come to clean up the mess in the room, but Madam Ling still refused to come out, and those outside could only anxiously wait.
After trying in vain, Zhu Yunfei looked helplessly at Ling Junye.
Ling Junye went to the door and tried to call for the person inside to open it, but he also failed.
Madam Ling simply refused to come out, not even opening the door.
Finally, it was Elder Ling who persuaded her to open the door.
By then, she had changed her pants, and the wet ones were thrown into the trash.
But she refused to see anyone, so only Elder Ling entered the room.
Madam Ling sat on the bed with embarrassment, her eyes red, looking wronged and pathetic.
"It's okay, it's okay, you're sick, that's why this is happening," Elder Ling soothed gently. He put his cane aside and took tissue paper from the table.
Trembling, he squatted down and began wiping up the residual urine on the floor.
This scene brought tears to Madam Ling's eyes. Her emotions broke down again, and she began to cry loudly.
She was somewhat lucid now, but who knew how long this clarity would last.