Xiao Shuyuan immediately replied to the message.
"Okay. Keep an eye on her emotions for me." He put down his phone and stared silently at the desolate scenery outside.
During the period of his recuperation in Lanshan Hospital under quarantine, he had been almost worn out by Su Minghan.
At first, Su Minghan constantly played for Xiao Shuyuan the shooting clips of Xiao Shujing and some videos of her getting accidentally injured while shooting advertisements.
Later, he even sent over some of the consumption receipts that were stacked higher than Xiao Shuyuan himself every day, asking him to go downstairs to pick them up "by the way" while doing his rehabilitation training.
As time went by, his emotions shifted from irritation to hatred, and then from compromise to indifference.
It turned out that while he was squandering money, his sister was working so hard and still preparing for exams despite lack of sleep.
Thinking about it now, he was really an unforgivable bastard. But what bothered him most at the moment was his parents.
There was an expenditure of almost one million yuan every month for high - end restaurant consumption and daily shopping and entertainment.
The land in their hometown had long been desolate and filled with garbage. Even so, they still wanted more, all for the so - called title of "biological parents".
"Xiao Shuyuan, it's time to change your dressing."
The nurse came in haughtily, dropped this sentence and left.
He propped himself up on the bed and got up slowly. The sharp pain in his ribs hadn't fully subsided yet, and even taking a deep breath would tug at the wound.
"What are you dawdling about? There are still a bunch of patients waiting!" The nurse came in again and scolded sharply.
"Sorry, my legs are not very convenient. Could you give me a hand?"
Xiao Shuyuan looked at her pitifully.
"Who do you think you are? Lean on the wall and walk!"
In the past, he would surely have kicked her without hesitation.
But now, apart from feeling incompetent, he felt more and more guilty about what he had done in the past.
This was all retribution.
Late at night, in the third - floor bedroom of the Bo family mansion, the light was dim.
Bo Yanhai clutched his chest, sweating profusely from the pain.
His gasping was low and labored, as if it was difficult for him to catch the next breath. The medicine bottle on the table was within reach, but his vision was blurred, and he couldn't get it after reaching for a long time.
Tap tap tap...
The bottle was accidentally hit by his little finger and rolled a few times after being knocked over, coming to a stop right in front of Bo Yanhai.
He quickly unscrewed the bottle cap, poured out a few pills and swallowed them dry.
His head felt as heavy as if it was filled with sand and he couldn't hold it up. He just leaned on the back of the chair quietly. It took a long time for his consciousness to gradually clear.
When Bo Yanhai was having his attack, the door crack was quietly closed.
"When will my two unfilial grandsons get married before I close my eyes?" He stared at the ceiling and murmured with wide - open, sleepless eyes.
The heart problem had been a long - standing ailment since he returned to China.
Coupled with the constant provocations from Bo Jingyu and Bo Siming, this problem now occurred more frequently and was almost unbearable.
If it weren't for the matter of the cooperation meeting that kept him awake at night, Bo Yanhai wouldn't have still been sitting under the desk lamp going through the process one more time in the early morning.
He wanted to make sure there were no mistakes in the details.
He tremblingly took out the engagement invitation from the drawer and smiled. This might be the only thing that could make him happy now.
This matter had to be arranged after the cooperation meeting, no matter what.
This was Bo Yanhai's hope.
He would never allow anyone to disrupt his plan, especially that ugly girl.
The next day, Bo Siming whistled as he came out of his bedroom.
"Good morning, young master." Steward Qin greeted him with a smile.
"Good morning. Your makeup looks quite nice today."
Her face blushed instantly, and she bit her lower lip like a coy girl.
"It's really my honor to be praised by the young master."
Several servants around sneered in their hearts.
"Where's grandpa?"
Bo Siming looked at the empty seats at the dining table and asked casually.
"Back to the young master, the old master said he wasn't feeling well and didn't plan to have breakfast in the dining room for the time being." Steward Qin's voice was extremely gentle.
He frowned uneasily. "Not feeling well? What's going on!"
Seeing his anxious reaction, her heart warmed.
Since the rumor about Huazhi Village had spread in the company, there had been some whispers in the mansion as well. Some people even intended to follow the second young master.
But Steward Qin always believed that Bo Siming had been framed by the second young master!
"Alas, the old master said he felt weak all over and dizzy. It should be because he didn't sleep well last night. It's also a common problem for his age. You don't need to worry too much." She comforted him.
"No, I have to go and see."
Without another word, Bo Siming quickly went upstairs.
The old man lying in the bed was pale - faced with purple lips. Even his forehead and the tip of his nose were covered in fine sweat. He looked extremely uncomfortable.
Bo Siming sat on the edge of the bed, his heart aching. "Grandpa, are you awake?"
As he said this, he also took a glance at the medicine bottle on the table.
Bo Yanhai opened his mouth, and a few indistinct words squeezed out. "Ah... Is it morning?"
"Grandpa, let's go to the hospital. Your health has deteriorated to such an extent. How can you endure it!"
Bo Siming deliberately provoked his pride.
"No, no. I'm fine."
A hint of cruelty flashed in his triumphant eyes.
"Have you taken your medicine?"
Bo Yanhai shook his head and forced his eyes open. "It's useless."
"You won't go to the hospital and you won't take your medicine. This won't do!"
Bo Siming said to Steward Qin behind him, "Quick, pour a glass of warm water."
"Okay, second young master."
After several minutes of coaxing, they finally managed to get Bo Yanhai to take the medicine.
"Grandpa, I'm sorry for making you worry about my brother and me."
Bo Yanhai looked at Bo Siming in surprise. This child had always been obedient and well - behaved. The awards he had won since childhood had filled the warehouse. His personality was also completely different from Bo Jingyu's.
He was so obedient, polite and well - spoken. But the recent events made him have to doubt.
"Tell me honestly, did you do something about Huazhi Village?"
Bo Yanhai had been puzzled about this matter for a long time and couldn't find an answer. He had his suspicions, but after all, they were family. They shouldn't have played dirty tricks on each other.
Bo Siming found an opportunity and immediately put on a look of having something hard to say. He wriggled and mumbled for a long time without saying a word.
Bo Yanhai was so anxious that he propped himself up on the bed, trying to sit up. "Speak quickly!"
"If I tell you, you mustn't get angry. You really mustn't!"
He lured Bo Yanhai into the trap step by step.
"I won't. Get to the point."
"On the day when I went to Huazhi Village for an inspection, my brother deliberately sent away the village head who was supposed to receive me and left the people in my team waiting at the airport."
"Later, when I got to the village, I don't know what my brother said to the village head, but the villagers all refused to follow my arrangements."
Bo Yanhai was so angry that his beard was shaking and his lips were trembling. "Did he really do that?"
"The matter of replacing the village head was also a trap set up by my brother and those villagers. I was framed like this!"