"Song Zhen, I'm very tired," Gu Xinzhou's voice was weary, "I don't want to play word games with you.
If you're unclear about where you went wrong, I suggest you reflect carefully on everything you've done since last night until now.
Once you've figured it out, apologize sincerely.
Your so-called sincerity, in my eyes, is all smooth talk."
The call ended.
I handed the phone back to Lan Baozhen.
Lan Baozhen still asked with a smile, "Talking sweet nothings, hmm? All I heard was gibberish; all I know is Chinese, French, and English, and I didn't understand a word you said."
Gu Xinzhou exclaimed in surprise, "Really? That's pretty amazing of you, Grandma!"
Lan Baozhen's mouth twitched, and with warmth in her gaze, she began to recount her past, "I'm actually not any kind of wealthy lady.
Both my parents were university lecturers, at the same school as your great-grandfather.
Back then, the university teachers all lived in one residential building, which was on university land. The teachers pooled funds, and the government subsidized part of it, and then they jointly constructed the tube building.
Such houses didn't have individual property titles, only a collective land ownership certificate.
Although they weren't as valuable as commercial properties, the living environment was very good.
Your grandfather and I grew up together, with our parents often dropping by each other's homes.
When I think about it, it seems we never really confessed to each other or distinguished who was chasing whom; it just naturally happened that we came together like that."
Listening to such an innocent love story, Gu Xinzhou clasped her hands together, "Wow~ I'm so envious!"
"Hahaha!" Lan Baozhen laughed joyfully, "People say a young couple will become lifelong companions. When your grandfather went bankrupt, I followed him to Wan'an Town without feeling the slightest bit bitter in my heart.
In this lifetime, having been through everything with him, we both share the same temperament.
The only thing that makes me feel bitter is the thought that the children suffered.
Otherwise, they could have had a better future."
Saying this, Lan Baozhen remembered her poor daughter, "Now, all I hope for is that Xiaozhen can find a way to get a good doctor for your mother.
The previous doctors all said that your mother might be lacking stimulation.
On the day she was discharged, Dr. Xu also said that maybe once she's back home with her important family members, her emotions might fluctuate.
That's what I'm looking forward to now.
If she could open her eyes and look at me before I die... that would really be so wonderful!"
Gu Xinzhou suddenly remembered those two hundred million US dollars.
Actually...
She now had the financial capability to treat her mother's illness.
The only thing she lacked was connections.
If possible, she hoped to take on this responsibility herself.
Instead of Song Zhen bearing such pressure.
This shouldn't have been his burden to bear.
The RV stopped in the villa's courtyard.
Gu Xinzhou and the others got out.
Right away, they saw Song Zhen, who had changed into casual clothes, standing on the lawn waiting for them.
"Daddy!"
McDull cried out in surprise, happily spreading his arms and running toward Song Zhen.
Song Zhen's eyes were smiling as he bent down, caught his adorable son securely, and lifted him high, "Hahaha! Baobao~ Daddy missed you so much! Daddy's going to give you a kiss; Baobao, you're so good!"
McDull giggled, wrapping his lotus-like arms around Song Zhen's neck, "Daddy, my name is McDull, not Baobao. Why do you always call me Baobao?"
"McDull is too tacky!" Song Zhen spoke bluntly, "It sounds bad! Your mommy really can't pick names!"
Gu Xinzhou was speechless, her face cold as she turned and walked away, "Grandma, please see the guests out!"