Chapter 229

Wang Yan's grand wedding, the unhappy one wasn't just Yang Yue.

Hou Pu, the male class monitor who was paired with Zhao Yingnan, looked at Zhao Yingnan on the stage wearing a wedding dress with bright eyes, and felt his youth had died.

Qiu Shui, who had offered his devotion to Zhao Yingnan for three years without getting a smile, now that she was about to become someone's wife, felt an unspeakable sourness in his heart. Compared to the beautiful woman on the stage in a wedding dress looking at everyone happily, Xiao Hong, who was looking at other guests in surprise beside him, appeared particularly out of place. Nothing was right, nothing looked right. Having been together for so many years, having fought with his family at the beginning, and having wanted to marry Xiao Hong so vigorously, the sunk cost was too much, and he couldn't break free.

What kind of mentality Qiu Shui had, Wang Yan didn't know, but he knew it must be uncomfortable. Originally in the drama, Qiu Shui wrote a novel called "Xiao Hong". Although Wang Yan hadn't read those yellow novels written by Qiu Shui for a long time, he estimated that he would probably write something like "A Nan" or "Xiao Nan" this time...

For the guests, Xiao Hong wasn't really surprised; she was just using it to cover up herself. After all, among the people who came, if she wanted to talk about awesome, she only knew a president of Renhe. And today Wang Yan was getting married, whether it was the Renhe Medical College or the hospital, or the Academy of Sciences, most of the heads came, and how many could she recognize?

The reason she wanted to cover up was just that she was a bit jealous seeing Zhao Yingnan above. Wang Yan's charm was there, and his level was also there. Xiao Hong had been mediating with Wang Yan for a long time; although it was underground, she couldn't help but imagine it herself. Now the scene she imagined in her leisure time had really become true, but the heroine of the story wasn't her, Xiao Hong, so there was still a gap.

It was just that she also knew that the matter with Wang Yan couldn't be made public, it was just that it ruined the mood and was meaningless, which was still much worse than Qiu Shui's unspeakable state.

And Xinyi, seeing Yang Yue in the corner trying hard not to cry, let alone mention it. The woman he dreamed of getting, someone else got easily, and even let her be an underground lover; it was really... it would be strange if he were happy...

Sometimes he also thought about exposing the matter between Yang Yue, Wang Yan, and Zhao Yingnan in a fit of anger. But in the end, there was no big grudge; Yang Yue chose this herself, it wasn't Wang Yan's business, so what qualifications did he have? Besides, he couldn't bear to make Yang Yue lose her reputation. Moreover, Wang Yan had such a big influence that he couldn't hurt him, so there was no need to do it. What's more, he still owed a lot of money that he hadn't paid back...

If one really wanted to talk about who was blessing Wang Yan here, it was probably only Dai Bingzhong and Wang Xiuyu. They could get together to form a small family, have a car and a house in the capital, and live a better and better life; excluding the fact that they were indeed recognized as relatives, it was all Wang Yan's help. So now seeing such a benefactor getting married, it was a real blessing.

The wedding ended, and life continued.

Zhao Yingnan's parents and grandmother were quite worried. Originally, Wang Yan was "fatherless and motherless" here, and he was likable, so they had long regarded him as their own family. Before they were married, they urged them to get married; now that they were married, they urged them to have children.

And given Wang Yan's situation, Zhao Yingnan had even suspected whether he couldn't have children. After communicating with Yang Yue once, she wanted to take him for a checkup several times...

It was mainly because of Wang Yan's skill; little Wang never wore clothes, and he didn't let Zhao Yingnan and Yang Yue take medicine. It was normal to suspect it after so many years without any movement. Wang Yan still managed to stabilize them with good words, but the two women were still skeptical. He was also very helpless; he couldn't say he had a switch, right...

Wang Yan didn't care about having children; he had been a father too many times. Knowing that Zhao Yingnan had long wanted to have children, on the wedding night, Wang Yan sowed the seeds. Yang Yue didn't need to say much; naturally, she also wanted children. To avoid a collision, half a month later, he arranged it for her as well.

Since he planned to have children with Yang Yue, there had to be an explanation to her parents. Otherwise, when her belly got big, it wouldn't be easy for him to say.

So he first let Yang Yue go home to vent the wind, to avoid them being unable to accept it if he suddenly visited, and then he took bags of things to visit.

The process wasn't very smooth, but the result was good. After all, it was their only daughter; since the daughter had accepted it, what else could they do? And objectively speaking, they had to admit that Wang Yan was really excellent. Besides, although they were all intellectuals and didn't look at money too heavily, it depended on how heavy the money was; Wang Yan's financial resources were the best guarantee for Yang Yue's life.

What's more, Wang Yan brought a property deed for a two-entry mansion in the Dongcheng District directly when he visited, and it was written in Yang Yue's name, and he also got a Mercedes-Benz for them to use for transportation.

It was the new millennium; not to mention anything else, just Long Teng taking quite a bit of land in the capital to engage in real estate, things were expensive because they were rare, and the value of the courtyard house had long since risen. Adding a Mercedes-Benz, the value wasn't low; both face and substance were there.

They accepted the house but didn't want the car, saying it was too conspicuous. Thinking about it, it was normal; their own daughter was following someone without a name or status, and it wasn't a glorious thing to say. Driving a Mercedes-Benz out, they couldn't explain it, and they didn't want to explain it.

Wang Yan thought they wouldn't accept it when he got the car, but his attitude had to be in place. If they didn't want this Mercedes-Benz, Yang Yue could drive it or throw it into the company as a public car; he would just get a low-key small car to give them later.

Of course, although the things were accepted, they still looked down on him; they didn't really care about his money. If it weren't for Yang Yue crying and making a scene to acknowledge it, the old couple wouldn't even have looked at him. When Wang Yan went for the first time, he didn't even eat a mouthful of rice before being driven away...

But it was finally over this hurdle, and Yang Yue's side was considered settled.

The seeds had just been planted, and there was no reaction for a while. Wang Yan returned to his daily life rhythm. Consultations, surgeries, chatting with Liu Qing after lunch with Zhao Yingnan, taking turns accompanying Zhao Yingnan and Yang Yue, occasionally going out with Xiao Hong to reconcile, and adjusting the group strategy from time to time. The daily schedule was full; it was almost the same as his feet hitting the back of his head.

To be honest, this was Wang Yan's busiest world. In the past, he was only busy for a specific period of time, and then he was idle. Now, due to his profession, he was destined to be like this all year round, plus he had to take care of several women, and there would be children in the future, so time was a bit insufficient...

Time was like flowing water. Half a month after the wedding, one day, Wang Yan finished the last surgery, packed up, and it was almost nine o'clock. Wang Yan changed his clothes and strolled to the parking lot in the hospital exclusively for employees.

With economic development, people's lives were getting better and better. Cars, which were relatively rare in the nineties, were now everywhere on the street. As the capital and the most developed place in politics and economy, the car ownership in the capital was naturally far ahead. Correspondingly, traffic jams and parking difficulties followed one after another. And in a place like a hospital with a high density of people coming and going, if they didn't set aside a parking lot for their own use, basically they wouldn't be able to park nearby.

Their parking lot was inside the hospital, open-air. Although doctors were a high-income group, not everyone bought a car, so it was enough for the short term. But waiting for another three to five years, when more people bought cars, the whole hospital would only have that much space, and counting the irregular parking, it was estimated that the ambulance channel wouldn't be enough.

"Liu Qing, believe me, really. I've already mentioned divorce to my wife, it's just that there are some disputes over property, but it's not a big problem. It can be handled recently. Believe me..."

"Let go of me, let go..."

From afar, Wang Yan heard a burst of conversation. With the full name, how could he not know what was going on? It was Wang Wensheng pestering Liu Qing.

It was fortunate that at this time, there weren't many people in the hospital. Those who got off work early had already left, and those who hadn't had their own things to do and wouldn't gather together to come over; most were scattered, so the parking lot could be considered private. And the key was that there really weren't many cars here; at this moment, there were only twenty or thirty scattered cars parked.

As for the two people pestering each other, Wang Yan felt that it was more likely that Liu Qing had played too hard and bumped into a shameless person like Wang Wensheng. In fact, with Liu Qing's conditions in the whole hospital, it wasn't strange for Wang Wensheng to be like this.

Thirty-six years old, deputy director of gynecology, returned from studying abroad, tall and charming, she dumped most of the female doctors and nurses. With this condition, she was quite a match for an associate director of orthopedics like Wang Wensheng.

Wang Yan hadn't investigated what Wang Wensheng's wife was like at home, but from a normal perspective, compared to Liu Qing, most of them were ugly, had low cultural levels, poor ability, and no future. Otherwise, Wang Wensheng's brain would have been kicked by a donkey to pester Liu Qing.

As for why Liu Qing was pestered by Wang Wensheng for a whole year, Wang Yan wasn't interested in knowing. Because no matter what the reason, it wasn't a reason in front of him.

After a while, Wang Yan also walked near the two.

Wang Wensheng was talking to himself, one hand clutching Liu Qing's arm, and the other wanting to hug Liu Qing. Liu Qing was struggling hard with one hand, and the other hand kept slapping Wang Wensheng's chest to stop him from further action.

Watching the two pulling each other happily, Wang Yan said with a smile: "It's late at night, you two directors have a good interest."

Wang Yan was a martial artist, and his footsteps were naturally very light. Although he was wearing leather shoes, the place was open, and the two were too involved in pulling each other, so they didn't notice him at all. At this moment, suddenly hearing Wang Yan's words, the two were startled. Wang Wensheng subconsciously let go of Liu Qing, and Liu Qing, who had gained freedom, was rubbing her arm that was gripped in pain.

Then, they turned their heads to look at Wang Yan who was speaking.

Both had concerns; originally there were rumors about them in the hospital, and if it spread out, it would be a joke. Seeing it was Wang Yan at this moment, they were relieved instead. Because they knew Wang Yan's level, and he wouldn't talk nonsense. It was just that the problem came again: how should they ease the embarrassment?

Looking at Wang Yan's eyes, Wang Wensheng didn't know how to speak for a while. Choosing to pull Liu Qing in the parking lot, he also had no choice. Because Liu Qing had been avoiding him, and he himself had a pile of things, he couldn't find a chance to contact her alone. It was also today that he saw Liu Qing's car when he was about to leave, so he waited for a rabbit here.

After a long silence, Wang Wensheng smiled awkwardly: "Wang Yan, that... I... I and Director Liu are just playing around."

Such a ruthless person, people in the hospital, college, and Academy of Sciences had all heard of him. How could he, who was in the same department as Wang Yan, not know? Although he was nominally Wang Yan's superior, he knew clearly that in Wang Yan's eyes, he was nothing, and if he said he would handle him, he would handle him. Therefore, he was still a bit uneasy looking at Wang Yan, not to mention being caught in his recent actions.

Ignoring him, Wang Yan turned to look at Liu Qing: "What do you say?"

Liu Qing shook her head and didn't speak, but her crystal-clear eyes, filled with tears, looked at Wang Yan steadily, as if she had said everything.

Wang Yan nodded, and only then did he turn his head to Wang Wensheng and say lightly: "Don't say another word to her in the future, try not to appear in front of her as much as possible; is there a problem?"

"No, we are..."

"Did I not make myself clear?" Wang Yan looked at Wang Wensheng, who opened his mouth and wanted to explain something, with a smile: "You just need to answer yes or no."

"But... I..." Wang Wensheng was unwilling to give up and still wanted to say something to Wang Yan, but seeing Wang Yan smiling and listening to him continue, he finally lowered his head dejectedly: "No..."

He understood the threat in Wang Yan's words very clearly; in fact, even if he didn't understand, he should have known how much influence Wang Yan had in the hospital. This didn't even count the Long Teng outside, and the father-in-law. He didn't doubt at all that if he continued to speak, he would be dismissed by the hospital tomorrow, and no hospital in the country would hire him.

"Very good." Wang Yan nodded: "Since there's no problem, then what are you waiting for?"

Wang Wensheng endured the idea of looking at Liu Qing, nodded and bowed to respond, and retreated, turning to drive away in a mess.

After Wang Wensheng drove away, Wang Yan said: "Are you okay?"

"Thank you; if it weren't for you, I really wouldn't know what would happen today." Liu Qing shook her arm, let out a long breath, and said to Wang Yan: "To express my gratitude, let me treat you to a drink... Oh, sorry, I forgot Zhao Yingnan is still waiting for you at home; it's so late, why don't we change it to another day?"

Wang Yan shook his head: "Take my car?"

If she had changed the order of these words, she wouldn't have been able to drink this wine no matter what. Now that she said it like this, it was somewhat provocative, and Wang Yan naturally wouldn't refuse.

"You guys just got married, is it really okay?" Liu Qing blinked.

In terms of flirting, Wang Yan was a professional. Now Liu Qing's words, coupled with the softness that was different from the strong woman image she showed when they met daily, were quite provocative. At the same time, she was also confirming whether Wang Yan was a serious person. After all, a serious person with a serious wife wouldn't wait for her to finish these two sentences before leaving.

Taking out the car keys and shaking them, the unserious Wang Mouren turned around and said: "Get in the car, you decide where to go."

Looking at Wang Yan's back, Liu Qing smiled and followed.

After that kind of thing happened, she really wanted to drink to calm down, but she was also really interested in this legend, Wang Yan. It was more interesting to drink with Wang Yan than to drink with those messy people in bars. After all, at Wang Yan's level, it was difficult for ordinary people to even see him, let alone drink with him. Although she was very confident in herself, she had to admit that in front of Wang Yan, she was an ordinary person.

After Liu Qing got in the car, Wang Yan started his black Santana, and after asking for the address, drove towards Sanlitun, the bar street...