Chapter 1533: The Son Ran Away

"Oh, then I must have remembered wrong, let me look again... hehe, sorry wifey, the ID card is on me, look at how busy I've been that I even forgot, sorry, made you run for nothing..."

At this moment, Jian Yixin already felt a faint sense of unease.

"No, there's something wrong with you, hmph!"

Jian Yixin hung up the phone and called her bodyguard.

"Chairman, the young master is perfectly fine, it's just that his temper is bad, and he keeps throwing things."

"It's fine, throwing things is no problem, has he eaten?"

"He has, three meals a day, not a single one missed, he finished them all."

Jian Yixin:...

She immediately rushed out of the house and drove toward the hospital.

Traffic light.

She waited anxiously, but at this moment, an agricultural tricycle came bouncing and bumping out of the intersection and slammed into Jian Yixin's Bentley!

"Bang!"

"Oh my, I can't go on living, I can't afford to live!" The tricycle driver jumped down, threw himself on the ground in front of Jian Yixin's car, throwing a tantrum and howling like a banshee.

The onlookers, unaware of the truth, thought she had hit someone and crowded around to accuse Jian Yixin: "You're being too much, why won't you get out of the car after hitting someone?"

"Exactly, rich and heartless."

"Rich people are all no good."

"So cold-blooded, get out, get out..."

Jian Yixin's car door was being pounded with a thudding sound, and more and more people surrounded the car; it seemed she wouldn't be able to leave without explaining things clearly.

She got out of the car: "Can you please not talk nonsense without understanding the situation? He is the one who hit my car."

"He's a pedestrian, he hit your car, could he have damaged your car? Look at how he's crying."

"Exactly, too much."

Jian Yixin couldn't explain herself no matter how hard she tried.

Are these people all blind?

They only saw the old man lying in front of her car, crying miserably, but did not a single person see the tricycle slam into her car?

Sympathizing with the weak is human nature; in fact, people saw the tricycle, they just acted as if they hadn't.

Jian Yixin was unable to defend herself, so she turned to the old man and asked: "Sir, say something fair, did you hit me, or did I hit you?"

"Oh my, I can't go on living, why is Heaven so blind? I was already poor, yet it still treats me like this..."

The old man ignored her point entirely and just kept on crying.

"Sir, you can't be like this, you have to tell the truth."

"It was me who hit you, sob, sob, sob... don't force me, it was me who hit you!"

Just when Jian Yixin thought she had encountered an old man staging a car accident, the old man told the truth and admitted that he was the one driving the tricycle who hit Jian Yixin's car!

"Since you hit me, why are you crying like this?"

"I can't afford the compensation, your car is too expensive."

This rural old man didn't look like much, but he was quite knowledgeable and knew this car wasn't cheap.

Jian Yixin:...

"It's alright, sir, I can go through insurance and you don't have to pay, just move your vehicle quickly, I have urgent business to attend to."

"That won't do, although we are country folk, we know that one must be reasonable in life; if I hit your car, I must pay you."

The old man started pulling money out of his pocket, crying as he did so.

"Sob, sob, sob... I sold a whole cart of corn just to make this little bit of money, and it might not even be enough!"

He counted it bill by bill, ten-yuan, five-yuan, twenty-yuan, and even one-yuan notes, all sweaty and hard-earned money.

"Even if you give me all the money, it won't be enough for the repairs. I already said you don't have to pay, so you don't have to pay. Hurry up and leave, otherwise, if I change my mind in a moment, you'll have to sell your house."

The surrounding people also chimed in to persuade him: "Old man, hurry and go, you've met a good person."

"Don't dawdle, if you wait until they really change their mind, you won't be able to leave even if you want to."

"Exactly, they even offered to go through insurance, what are you being so pretentious for?"

"Hurry and go, be more careful when driving, you won't meet such a good person every time..."

The old man thanked her repeatedly, then drove his vehicle away.

Hospital.

Zichen received a WeChat message from Moli saying that he had already registered and wouldn't change it; only then did he feel relieved and walk out with a swagger.

"Young master, you cannot go out." The bodyguard blocked him.

He raised his head and said with a smile: "What kind of eyes do you have? Look closely, I am not your young master."

The bodyguard was shocked: "Who are you? When did you get in?"

"You don't recognize who I am? If you don't recognize me, look carefully and think hard."

They soon recognized that the person in front of them was Young Master Zichen of the Sheng Family, also a person they couldn't afford to offend.

"Young Master Zichen, you were the one who impersonated the doctor yesterday, right? You've ruined us, what do we do now? We might even lose our jobs."

Zichen was just about to comfort them a little when Jian Yixin hurried over.

When she saw Zichen at the door of the Hospital Ward, she understood everything!

She didn't have time to settle scores with Zichen and hurriedly called her son.

Before the number could even be dialed, her son's call came through first, and Moli's voice was very cheerful: "Mom, I've already finished registering, I'm leaving right away, it can't be changed."

The matter was set in stone; Jian Yixin knew it couldn't be changed, but she was very unwilling, so she gave her son a scolding.

Moli was not the least bit angry at being scolded; he grinned and comforted his mother, "You can scold me all you want, just don't ruin your own health."

"Hmph, I think you just want to anger me to death; you'd be satisfied if you angered me to death."

Anger aside, she still needed her son.

Jian Yixin gave her son detailed instructions, telling him to take care of his health in the military, not to overwork himself, and not to push himself as hard as the others...

One year later.

Jiangzhou Airport.

Shi Youxuan kept checking her watch and urging her husband, "Did you remember the date wrong? Is it today? Why hasn't Litian arrived yet?"

Her husband looked at her helplessly and muttered, "I'm not senile yet, how could I remember it wrong? It is definitely today."

"If he's coming back today, why isn't he here yet?"

"The flight is at two in the afternoon, and it's only twelve-thirty now. Why do you think he isn't here? Tell me, why?"

"Hehe."

Shi Youxuan was in the wrong, so she fell silent.

She was so eager to see her son that she had come out too early; she hadn't even eaten breakfast and had dragged her husband out early.

But arriving at the airport early didn't mean the plane would arrive early!

Sheng Hanyu asked, "I've noticed you're more attentive to Litian; I've never seen you place this much importance on your own biological children. Why?"

Shi Youxuan said, "This child is just too heartbreaking; he has been sensible since he was little, much better than those few pieces of work at home."

Her husband agreed with this assessment; Litian was indeed very sensible and had almost never caused the family any worry from childhood to adulthood.

"Thank you," he said, putting his arm around his wife's shoulders.

Shi Youxuan shook off his hand and asked suspiciously, "Have you done something behind my back that you're sorry for?"

Sheng Hanyu:...

"No, I haven't."

"No? If you haven't done anything wrong, why are you suddenly being so polite?"

Sheng Hanyu didn't want to deal with her anymore and turned to walk away.

He had just been feeling touched by his wife's kindness.

But not even a minute later, she had shown her other side.

This woman just couldn't be complimented.

"You stop right there, you're feeling guilty, aren't you?" Shi Youxuan chased after him.