Li Ying hesitated for a long time and sent a message to Lan Jingyu.
——How is your mother?
There was no reply for a long time.
Li Ying thought to herself, it's over, this is useless.
If even Lan Jingyu has this attitude, his father will definitely explode.
She rolled around on the bed and felt overwhelmed, so she decided to try again and send another message.
——Is your mother in the hospital?
There was finally a reply, just a simple "hmm".
The indifferent attitude is evident.
Li Ying scratched her head, got up and opened a pack of chocolate bars, biting into them while editing the text.
No matter what, I still need an apology.
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Hospital
Joan Anru only had a sprained foot. Lanshan sent her to the hospital and had a physical examination. It was found that there was no major problem with her foot. However, it was found that the uterine fibroids that had been removed last year showed signs of recurrence, so she naturally had to be hospitalized.
Lan Zhendong arrived at the hospital as soon as he came back, and his men were guarding the hospital on three floors outside.
"You brat! I told you to take good care of your mother and sister. Is this how you look at it?"
Lan Jingyu just saw Li Ying's message and was yelled at by his own father. He replied calmly and quickly, put away his phone calmly, pulled up a chair and sat down next to him.
"Forget it about my mother, Lanshan still needs me to look after her?"
"Sit up straight! What does it look like to be idle all day long?"
Lan Jingyu: "..."
Joan Anru sighed and said to her husband: "Don't yell, it makes me dizzy."
Lan Zhendong paused, glared at the boy opposite, turned to his wife and said, "What do you want to eat? Let the little bastard buy it."
Qiong Anru gave him an angry look, "Shanshan learned from you, she has nothing girlish about her."
Lan Zhendong took out his mobile phone and showed Joan Anru the menu while saying, "What's wrong with being like me?"
"Is she a girl?" Qiong Anru said softly, thinking of Li Ying, she changed the subject and said, "It's so cute to be as obedient as a little princess."
Lan Jingyu put his hands on his knees and felt his phone vibrate several times in succession. He suddenly caught the keyword and looked up at his mother.
The mother and son looked at each other. Qiong Anru tilted her head and said with a smile, "Ayu, right?"
Lan Jingyu raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't recommend that you try to have a third child with your father."
Joan Anru pursed her lips and didn't want to say anything anymore. This son's brain was moving too fast and she couldn't keep up.
"How do you plan to solve the problem during the day?" Lan Jingyu asked.
Joanne Rue: "Solve it?"
Lan Jingyu leaned back and glanced in the direction of his father.
Joan Anru understood and said with a smile: "How can your father argue with an old lady about a trivial matter?"
Lan Zhendong: "Who said I don't care about it? That old man... ugh!"
Before he finished speaking, Qiong Anru stuffed a piece of grapefruit into his mouth and said with a smile: "Send the fire."
Lan Zhendong: "..."
Joan Anru: "We are all in the Imperial Capital, and our family has just established itself in the Imperial Capital. There is no need to make enemies. Besides, I just have a sprained foot. It's as trivial as cutting my hand in the kitchen, so why make a fuss about it."
She turned to her son and said, "Besides, that girl was very polite and apologized to me on the spot."
"Girl?" Lan Zhendong raised his head and frowned, "What girl?"
Lan Jingyu shrugged, "I don't know."
Qiong Anru twitched her lips and said, "She is a girl from the Li family. It is said that she is a friend of Mingzi."
Lan Jingyu's expression remained unchanged, but his cell phone suddenly rang. It was a voice call.
He stood up and said, "I'll answer the company's phone call."