October 15th.

Nine in the morning.

Zheng Enhui, the nineteen-year-old girl next to Yang Yu, drove to Seoul Airport to pick up Yang Caiwei.

"How is my dad doing now?"

After getting in the car, Yang Caiwei asked with a worried look on her face.

The expression on his face is of course fake.

I found out last night that her father was pretending to be ill.

Zheng Enhui said: "The situation is not optimistic."

After saying that, his eyes were red.

It’s really... each one is better at acting than the other.

"By the way, why isn't your boyfriend Yang Feng here?"

Zheng Enhui asked with a frown.

"He..."

Yang Caiwei pretended to be a little overwhelmed and said: "Senior brother, he is very busy now!"

"Yeah?"

Zheng Enhui asked.

Yang Caiwei nodded firmly.

Then, the two were silent for a while.

Zheng Enhui said again: "Caiwei, there are some things you don't know whether to say or not?"

"Say it!"

Yang Caiwei nodded.

Zheng Enhui hesitated for a moment.

The words she said were all told by Yang Yu.

Originally she didn't want to pay attention to these things.

But there is no other way, now I can only listen to Yang Yu.

"Man! There are too many women around you, and sometimes they will lie."

Zheng Eunhui finally said such a sentence.

This is Yang Yu's personal experience.

Yang Caiwei immediately pretended to be a woman in love, shook her head and said: "No! Senior brother has never lied to me."

"A man's mouth is a liar!"

Zheng Enhui said: "Your father also often lies to us. We... can only pretend not to know, but in fact we feel very uncomfortable."

Yang Caiwei remained silent.

Zheng Enhui continued: "It's not that I want to interfere with your business, and it's really not my turn to dictate.

But as someone who has experienced it, Caiwei, a man like Lin Feng...if you stay with him for a long time, your feelings will gradually be worn away."

"How can it be!?"

Yang Caiwei sneered.

Zheng Enhui turned her head and glanced at Yang Caiwei's seat.

There is a bug installed on the seat.

In the hospital, Yang Yu could hear Yang Caiwei's voice in real time.

Then she added: "How is it impossible? For example, there are so many women around your father, think about it, how many of them are not here for money?

If your dad is in trouble, what they think about is not your dad, but how to get more property.

In fact, they might have liked your dad at first, because your dad was still young at that time, but as time goes by, especially when they find themselves sharing your dad's feelings with many women...

To be honest, emotional matters are mutual. There are so many women around Lin Feng, and you will be very sad when you no longer have feelings for him."

"Mom Nineteen, do you not like my dad now?"

Yang Caiwei asked.

Zheng Enhui smiled and said: "Of course not, your dad and I are in different situations..."

Yang Caiwei snorted coldly, she didn't believe it!

Then he retorted: "You don't understand my senior brother's situation. Anyway, I am determined to follow him for the rest of my life."

"Why?"

Zheng Enhui asked.

Yang Caiwei said: "Because senior brother is very handsome and will never lie to me. He can satisfy me whenever I need him."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zheng Enhui chuckled.

"You do not believe?"

Yang Caiwei frowned.

Zheng Enhui smiled and said: "There are more women than men. Oh, don't get me wrong, I said it's money and energy..."

"No way!"

Yang Caiwei raised her head slightly and said, "You don't understand my senior brother..."

Yang Caiwei was embarrassed to elaborate.

His voice revealed his infatuation with Lin Feng.

The two were silent for a while.

Zheng Enhui then said again: "Caiwei, you haven't read the entertainment news lately, have you?"

"Um?"

Yang Caiwei glanced at Zheng Enhui doubtfully.

Zheng Enhui smiled with no explanation.

Yang Caiwei picked up her phone, opened the browser, and opened the news.

Soon, I came across a piece of entertainment news.

At two o'clock yesterday morning, a reporter photographed Zhao Yuwan dating a mysterious man wearing a mask.

If you don't know Lin Feng, of course you won't be able to tell who he is.

But those who are familiar with Lin Feng can recognize him at a glance. That man is Boss Lin.

Zheng Enhui smiled and said: "Did you see that the senior brother you like had a date with a female celebrity last night? How can I have time to pay attention to your father?"

Don't be sad, men of their class are actually the same."

Yang Caiwei wiped her eyes and her expression became dull.

But I was thinking in my heart, should the expression on my face be in place now?

After I went back last night, I asked Zhao Yuwan for advice. I had been practicing this lost expression for a long time.

At the same time, I also lamented that Senior Brother Lin is really amazing!

What this nineteen-year-old mother said today is exactly the same as what Senior Brother Lin said.

He even doubted whether this nineteen-year-old mother would be with Senior Brother Lin... Bah, bah, bah! It's too messy to think like that.

Zheng Enhui glanced at the expression on Yang Caiwei's face and comforted: "You don't have to be sad, you are still young, and there are many handsome guys in the world..."

Yang Caiwei remained silent.

This expression continued until the car drove to the entrance of the hospital.

When leading Yang Caiwei into the ward, Zheng Enhui, who was walking in front, gestured to Yang Yu to scissor her hands.

Then he said: "Husband, Caiwei is here."

At this time, Yang Yu's head was wrapped in white gauze, and he looked so weak that he might burp at any moment.

"Dad, don't die!"

Yang Caiwei yelled and rushed forward.

Just as Yang Yu was about to speak, Yang Caiwei said again: "Dad, didn't you say that Taoist Master Kong Ming told your fortune before? You can live to be eighty years old, why are you leaving now, Dad..."

Yang Caiwei cried loudly and wiped her eyes with the hand that grabbed the millet pepper.

Yang Yu was moved when he saw Yang Caiwei so sad.
To be continued...