After having a meal in the , Wen Cai was washing dishes. Wen Tingyu suddenly took her cell phone and walked to the kitchen door: "Xiao Cai, your phone number."

Wen Cai hurriedly wiped the water from his hands, took the phone and saw that Song Xiyuan's name flashed on the screen, and his heart suddenly jumped - it was over, she completely forgot him.

"Miss Wen, if you tell me that you haven't gotten off work yet, I think I will go and complain to your boss for you." As soon as the phone was answered, Song Xiyuanqing's faint voice came over.

Wen Cai pursed her lips and smiled: "No, I'm on the side of the little house."

"Oh?" Song Xiyuan raised his eyebrows slightly on the other end of the phone, "It sounds like Miss Wen is in a good mood?"

Wen Cai hesitated for a moment and said, "Let me tell you in person when I come back."

"when?"

"Not today." Wen Cai said hurriedly, "This house has been installed for so long. I haven't lived here yet. I want to stay here tonight for the night."

Song Xiyuan paused for a moment before responding lightly: "Okay, remember to lock the doors and windows."

"Well, you'll have a break early, too."

Wen Cai said good night and hung up the phone. Wen Tingyu was still standing at the kitchen door and looking at her. Wen Cai was a little confused about his thoughts: "Dad?"

Wen Tingyu then smiled faintly: "It's okay, my dad just couldn't accept it for a while. You are old enough to talk about marriage."

Wen Cai blushed: "Dad! I don't want to get married yet."

"Yeah." Wen Tingyu said, "You are really not in a hurry. It is because you don't need to be in a hurry that you have to choose slowly. You must keep your eyes open and choose the one that suits you best."

He clearly had something in his words, and Wen Cai was stunned: "Dad, what do you mean is... he is not suitable for me?"

"Dad doesn't mean that. After all, you're just starting out and you may not know each other enough. Dad hopes you can give yourself more time."

This is not the first time he said this, but the mood that Wen Cai heard before was completely different from the mood that he heard at this moment.

After all, now she realized that her father was actually really good to her.

"Dad, why are you so worried about him?" Wen Cai finally asked.

Wen Tingyu was stunned for a moment and said, "Xiao Cai, you are too simple. People in the business are very complicated. Dad just wanted to make sure whether he was sincerely good to you."

Wen Cai was silent for a moment before whispering: "Dad, I understand."

Wen Tingyu nodded, looked at the watch again, and then said, "Okay, it's too late, Dad is leaving first, you can rest earlier."

Wen Cai took off his apron and said with a smile: "I'll take you out."

She kept sending Wen Tingyu out of the community gate. When she saw him get in the car, she couldn't bear to turn around until the car drove out.

It was not until the car passed the traffic light and disappeared into the sea of ​​cars that Wen Cai reluctantly withdrew his gaze and walked back.

She had to admit that, in fact, she was still very eager and enjoyed to have the feeling of being pampered by her father, just like she was six years ago.

Since moving to Song Xiyuan, Wen Cai's daily habits have been seriously affected by Song Xiyuan. The time she went to bed every night was delayed by two or three hours a day than before. When she returned here today, she finally got back to her previous habits and went to bed at ten o'clock.

The newly replaced mattress and pillows were very comfortable. Wen Cai lay down and fell asleep in just over ten minutes.

I don’t know how long she slept, but the phone she placed on the bedside table suddenly rang out.

Wen Cai suddenly woke up from his dream and quickly reached for his phone. When he saw Su Tingyue's name flashing, he felt a little hesitant, and finally he picked it up: "Hey?"

"Wen Cai." Su Tingyue's voice was unusually low, "Wen Tingyu was in a ."

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Wen Cai didn't know how he came to the hospital, but he just felt that when he walked out of the elevator, his whole body was sloppy.

When you get to the corner of the corridor, you can see the situation in front of the operating room, which symbolizes that the red light is still on. Mrs. Wen, Wen Lin, Su Tingyue, and more than a dozen people Wen Cai didn't know were waiting in front of the operating room.

Su Su was so worried that she was sobbing, while Wen Lin sat beside her, hugged her tightly, suppressed her red eyes, and comforted her in a low voice.

Su Tingyue sat on the other side of Su Su, and also said a few words of comfort from time to time.

Wen Cai stood at the corner, leaning against the wall, staring at the red light motionlessly, but did not dare to go forward.

Not long after, another man suddenly came out of the elevator, hurriedly passed by her, went to the door of the operating room, and said to the person there: "Madam, the truck driver, the treatment has been invalid and has been declared dead."

Su Su's body was shocked, and it took him a long time to nod his head with difficulty, but his eyes became even more desperate.

Even the truck driver who caused the accident was ineffective. She could not imagine how serious the situation would be for Wen Tingyu.

Wen Cai at the corner couldn't help but soften when he heard that.

Everyone in front of the operating room was silent. The man who came to report was about to leave, but suddenly he was stopped by Su Tingyue: "Slow down, find someone to investigate all the situation of the driver. I want complete information."

Su Su suddenly raised her head: "Ting Yue, you are suspicious-"

Su Tingyue turned around again and held Su Su's hand: "Aunt, I'm just following the rules and asking someone to check it out. I want to make sure that no one wants to deal with my uncle, so you don't have to worry too much."

The man walked back. This time he finally noticed Wen Cai standing at the corner. After carefully looking at her, he suddenly shouted: "Miss!"

This sound immediately alarmed everyone in the operating room and turned their eyes to this side. Wen Cai's face pale face followed everyone's gaze. When it was time to move in or retreat, the elevator door opened again, and Song Xiyuan walked out of it.

When Wen Cai saw him, he seemed to have finally found his backbone and buried it in his arms, and was silent: "Song Xiyuan..."

Song Xiyuan touched the back of her head and whispered: "Don't be afraid, let's go over."

He held Wen Cai and walked towards the operating room door step by step. Su Su had already looked away and didn't want to see Wen Cai. Instead, Wen Lin next to him kept looking at the two of them.

There were also uncles and uncles from the Wen family and Su family in front of the operating room. Although they knew the relationship between Wen Cai and Song Xiyuan, they were still a little surprised to see Song Xiyuan coming in person.

Su Tingyue's father Su Li'an walked out first and shook hands with Song Xiyuan: "I didn't expect Mr. Song to come too."

Song Xiyuan nodded slightly, looked at Wen Cai, and said, "She was indifferent on the phone, so I naturally want to come here."

The two of them said a few more words, and Song Xiyuan settled Wen Cai on a rest chair, still holding her in her arms, and comforted her in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, there will be no problem, huh?"

Wen Cai felt sad, only knowing that she had just had a father who had lost and recovered. She couldn't bear the loss, and she didn't hear what Song Xiyuan said, and nodded randomly.

Then Song Xiyuan took out his cell phone again and sent a text message.

Not long after, a young man rushed over, carrying a bag in his hand, and walked straight to Song Xiyuan: "Mr. Song, you bought the shoes."

Song Xiyuan reached out to take it and said, "Okay, you go back first."

Song Xiyuan opened the bag, which contained a pair of white women's sneakers. He bent down, raised his warm feet, and changed the shoes for her.

Only then did everyone notice that Wen Cai was wearing a pair of slippers. I thought he was anxious to change it when he went out. Unexpectedly, Song Xiyuan was so careful and considerate to her. Everyone who noticed him was surprised. After looking at each other, they each began to think about their own business in their hearts.

Song Xiyuan changed Wen Cai's shoes before he took her into his arms again: "Do you want to eat something to warm up?"

Wen Cai just shook his head: "No."

"Okay." Song Xiyuan didn't force himself, "Then you can rest for a while first, don't worry too much."

The operation lasted for six hours, and many people came and left during this period. Wen Cai always stared at the red light, feeling that he was about to collapse, the light suddenly went out!

Wen Cai stood up almost immediately, which attracted everyone to their senses and looked at the operating room.

Su Su immediately took Wen Lin forward and grabbed the doctor who walked out of it: "Doctor, how is my husband?"

The doctor took off his mask and looked very heavy: "Mrs. Wen, Mr. Wen was seriously damaged due to acute damage to the cerebral cortex function due to a . We have tried our best to rescue him, but Mr. Wen still fell into a deep coma."

Wen Cai's body became soft and his hands and feet fell into Song Xiyuan's arms with coldness.

Su Su stared at him in a daze: "What does that mean? Is his life still in danger now? When will he wake up?"

The doctor sighed and said, "Simply put, Mr. Wen's current state is what we commonly call... Vegetative... We are not sure when we can wake up..."

Wen Lin covered her lips suddenly, leaned into Su Tingyue's arms and started crying.

"Ah--" Su Su screamed suddenly and fainted on the ground.

There was a chaos in front of the operating room, and only Wen Cai leaned against Song Xiyuan's arms, her whole body was so cold that it was scary.

"Xiao Cai?" Song Xiyuan whispered to her.

Wen Cai's expression was already in a daze, her lips were slightly moved, but she couldn't hear clearly what she was saying.

At this moment, Wen Tingyu, who was unconscious, was pushed out of the operating room. Everyone came forward, shouted one after another, and followed the hospital bed to the elevator entrance. Outside the crowd, Wen Cai could only lean in Song Xiyuan's arms and watched Wen Tingyu's unconscious figure disappear from his sight little by little.

The operating room was quiet again, and only the two of them were left. Wen Cai's murmur finally became clear: "...Dad, Dad..."

She shouted again and again, but only Song Xiyuan could hear it.

"Okay, let's go back first. You haven't slept all night. Let's rest first and then see your father." Song Xiyuan carried her into his arms and walked towards the elevator.

Wen Cai leaned in his arms and closed his eyes in despair: "Dad... I've hurt you..."

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She couldn't sleep. Lying in the bedroom, she saw the light outside the window turning from bright to dark, she still opened her eyes wide, without any sleepiness.

She just repeatedly recalled the scene of having dinner with her father last night. She was also worried about the eggs that her father had fried with her, her father's smile, and her father's gentle advice... But how could her father suddenly become a vegetable?

She was confused and despairing, unable to find the direction.

If she hadn't called him on the initiative, her father wouldn't have asked to have dinner together; if she hadn't suggested cooking at home, her father wouldn't have come here; if she had kept him for a while when her father was leaving, maybe... maybe this wouldn't have happened...

After she lay straight for more than ten hours, she suddenly sat up from the bed, lifted the quilt and got out of the bed.

In the study, Song Xiyuan was listening to the phone.

"... After the news that Wen Tingyu became a vegetative person was exposed by the media, Wen's stock immediately fell sharply, and by the close of the market, it had fallen to only three or five yuan left... Today, several shareholders of Wen's company called you, including several shareholders of Songwen United Company. For some reason, they also called our office..."

Song Xiyuan listened to the secretary on the other end of the phone reporting the news, and couldn't help but feel a hint of mocking at the corner of his mouth.
To be continued...