Chapter 165: He Goes Along With Everything You Say

Han Dongbei said, "You silly child, why didn't you tell me when you got sick? You don't even have anyone here to bring you a cup of hot water; how long were you planning to tough it out?"

Meng Ze turned his face away and said irritably, "As long as I can."

He had always toughed it out alone when he was sick before; there was no reason he couldn't do it now.

Han Dongbei shook his head. "I'll pour you a glass of water first."

After Han Dongbei boiled the water and let it cool, he came over to take Meng Ze's thermometer, held it up, and saw it was 39.8 degrees.

"Look at you, you silly child. With a high fever like this, if something were to happen to you, you could die here and no one would even know."

Meng Ze's throat was already very sore, but he still stubbornly said, "Doesn't that mean you'd be here to collect my corpse?"

"I am your father, how could I come to collect your corpse?" Han Dongbei said. "Your current situation is a bit like when I was in Africa. There was a lot of malaria there, and I was often sick. I would tough it out when I was sick too, but later, there was one time I nearly died, and only then did I understand the value of family. People are quite base sometimes. They don't know how to cherish things in ordinary times, and only regret it when they've lost them."

Seeing Meng Ze staring at him with annoyance, Han Dongbei quickly said, "I wasn't talking about you, I was talking about myself. You are just a poor child; your loneliness and helplessness were caused by me, so I have an obligation to take care of you."

Han Dongbei helped him sit up and said, "Drink some water first. Experts say you have to drink plenty of water to fight the virus."

Meng Ze remained stubborn: "Bullshit experts."

"Right, the experts are bullshit, but drinking more hot water never hurts. By the way, I also brought you a few doses of traditional Chinese medicine. I'll brew it for you after you finish your water. It was prescribed by a very skilled old doctor; many people say they recover quickly after drinking it."

Meng Ze no longer resisted. He listened to Han Dongbei; when Han Dongbei told him to drink water, he drank water, and when he told him to drink medicine, he drank medicine.

That night, Han Dongbei did not return to the Castle, but stayed here to watch over Meng Ze.

……

Bai Shuruo had been meticulously cared for by Han Yangting for two days and had finally come back to life.

However, just as she had recovered, Han Yangting fell ill. He took expensive specialized medicine, but it didn't have much effect.

Bai Shuruo watched Han Yangting lying weakly on the bed, and she had to take turns caring for him.

After all, one thing is one thing; he had taken care of her, so it was only right that she take care of him.

She applied ice to his forehead, changed his sweat-soaked clothes, and poured him hot water.

Yet, when he reached out to hold her hand, she subconsciously pulled her hand back.

On the second day of Han Yangting's illness, Bai Shuruo went to the company.

Now that Han Yangting was sick and Ye Caiyue was not managing company affairs, it was the perfect time to act.

She made a phone call to Meng Ze.

"Meng Ze, do you have time? Come to the company; our opportunity has arrived," Bai Shuruo said.

Meng Ze was currently sitting at home, drinking the lean meat porridge Han Dongbei had brewed for him.

This lean meat porridge was stewed until soft and mushy, with lily bulb and fritillaria added; it was very suitable for someone who was sick.

He answered the phone while watching Han Dongbei hanging laundry outside in the courtyard.

It was the undershirt he had changed out of, which Han Dongbei had washed by hand.

"Meng Ze, are you listening?" Bai Shuruo asked again.

After a while, Meng Ze spoke up: "Bai Vice President, why don't you talk to your President Han and clear things up?"

Bai Shuruo wouldn't listen; she smiled. "I remember now, my father-in-law hasn't been home for the past two days. Did he go to take care of you? Are you moved by him?"

"Bai Vice President, no, Ruoruo... I'm not moved by him, I just feel that things between you two don't have to go this far."

Bai Shuruo didn't listen any further and hung up the phone.

Meng Ze looked at the darkened screen, then glanced at Han Dongbei outside again.

When Han Dongbei came inside, Meng Ze said, "Um, I think I'm much better. You should go back first; your family needs someone to take care of them too."

Seeing that Meng Ze was indeed much better today and no longer had a fever, Han Dongbei said, "Alright, I'll go back and check on Yangting too. I heard he has a fever as well; I expect the next one will be... my wife. A Ze, I'll come see you again tonight."

"No need," Meng Ze smiled.

Since he couldn't enter the Han Family genealogy, there was no need for him to call Han Dongbei 'father'.

Now that his illness was gone, Han Dongbei should leave.

Han Dongbei tidied up a bit more, and when he left, he took the trash from Meng Ze's house with him.

Meng Ze continued to eat the lean meat porridge.

It was very suitable for a patient, but it was also truly awful.

……

After arriving at the company, Bai Shuruo first drafted a financial approval form.

Then she went to Han Yangting's office.

She had authorization for his office and knew the password to his safe. Therefore, she could take his official seal out of the safe at this time.

To carry out the transfer of assets.

As long as today passed, the Baiyin Group would surely suffer a major blow, and Han Yangting wouldn't be able to save it.

The Baiyin Group could just wait to go downhill.

Bai Shuruo took out the official seal, turned around, and suddenly saw the person behind her.

She was startled, and the official seal dropped to the floor.

But she quickly composed her thoughts and feigned calmness: "Ali, when... when did you come in? President Han is sick and asked me to stamp a financial document for him."

Ali glanced at the official seal in Bai Shuruo's hand, then looked at the financial approval form on the desk; with the string of zeros on the form, he assumed a large amount of money was about to be transferred again.

Ali looked up and took a breath, telling himself: Don't be a busybody. If President Han doesn't mind the loss, why should a hired hand like him interfere?

Ali said, "I just came in to submit a document. Young Mistress, please continue with your work."

Bai Shuruo let out a breath and sat down, wanting to wait for Ali to leave before stamping the document.

Who would have thought that Ali would walk to the door and then come back.

He even pulled up a chair and sat down in front of Bai Shuruo.

"Ali, aren't you busy?" Bai Shuruo asked.

Ali said, "Young Mistress, I have followed President Han for seven or eight years, and I have discovered that the only woman he cares about most is you. He truly puts a lot of painstaking effort into you. Do you know what kind of foolish things he has done for you?"

Bai Shuruo was stunned; she actually did not want to listen, she only wanted to properly stamp the official seal.

But since Ali had spoken, she patiently said, "Then, you speak."

Ali gathered his thoughts and then said, "Well, let's start from the beginning. Do you know? Before getting married, President Han couldn't cook at all, but for your sake, he specifically signed up for a chef's class and learned culinary arts from a master chef. The fact that you were able to intern at CG was also arranged by President Han behind the scenes. When your design drafts were stolen at your internship, it was also President Han who investigated it clearly for you. He takes care of every little mood of yours, and in order to give you the best without making you feel inferior, he has racked his brains to ensure you wouldn't see a single flaw, from big things like preparing your bedding and clothes, to small things like the snacks you eat and the movies you watch..."