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Her hands no longer trembled, and the resistance in her heart dissipated. She felt comfortable chatting with Fan Qinghua, able to open her heart without overthinking.
When Tong Le returned to the consultation room, Tian Ling was beaming with joy from her conversation with Fan Qinghua. The two exchanged contact information.
Tong Le took Tian Ling out of the hospital, leaving Fan Qinghua and Zong Zeyu in the consultation room. Fan Qinghua let out a long sigh, relieved that the task entrusted to him by Wen was finally over.
He glanced at Zong Zeyu, who was sitting there with a silly grin on his face. Fan Qinghua had never seen Zong Zeyu looking so foolish before.
"Have you taken some kind of idiot pill?" Fan Qinghua teased. "You look like a fool."
Zong Zeyu replied seriously, "Do you think Tong Le has feelings for me? She just said downstairs that she would cook for me another day. Is that a sign of affection?"
Fan Qinghua twitched his lips. "She said 'another day.' The hidden meaning behind that is the same as when I tell someone I'm not familiar with that I'll treat them to a meal another day. 'Another day' means it’s not happening anytime soon, got it?"
Zong Zeyu's face darkened instantly. "Is she just brushing me off?"
Fan Qinghua said coldly, "If you want to pursue someone, at least choose a single woman. Why are you targeting a married woman? Your taste is truly questionable!"
Zong Zeyu became serious. "So what should I do to win the heart of a married woman? You're a friend of women; tell me how pursuing a married woman differs from pursuing a single one."
Fan Qinghua was left speechless by Zong Zeyu's words. "Wait, are you planning to have an affair with Tong Le? Aren't you supposed to be a respectable person? Is this how you want to play it?"
Zong Zeyu pondered deeply. He no longer cared about the implications of marriage; in the past, he had hesitated too much and missed opportunities. This time, whether it was an affair or something else, he didn't care.
He took out his phone and sent a message to Tong Le: "Come to the company tonight; accompany me to the airport to pick someone up. I'll give you the project proposal for Tongshan Real Estate."
Meanwhile, at Tong Le's home.
Lan Qingqing arrived punctually at the doorstep, carrying a bag of fruit while muttering under her breath.
As soon as she opened the door, Lan Qingqing's expression changed instantly; she greeted warmly, "Auntie, I'm here to see you!"
Zhang Huizhi smiled brightly upon seeing her. She had a good impression of Lan Qingqing; compared to Tong Le, whom she considered unlucky, she felt that Lan Qingqing was fortunate and easy to get along with.
Zhang Huizhi invited Lan Qingqing inside. As Lan Qingqing surveyed the messy state of the house, she couldn't help but curse inwardly. This was not visiting a patient; it was more like coming to do hard labor! With such chaos around and no one cleaning up, Zhang Huizhi didn’t seem sick at all. Lan Qingqing truly couldn’t figure out what Tong Le wanted her to come over for!
However, since Zhang Huizhi was Ke Jie’s mother, she knew she had to put on a good show.
"Auntie, where are you feeling unwell?" Lan Qingqing asked eagerly. "Tong Le asked me to take you to the hospital; I specifically drove here for that."
Zhang Huizhi chuckled and replied, "I’m not unwell; I just had some trouble breathing this morning, but I'm fine now. No need for a hospital."
Zhang Huizhi looked at Lan Qingqing with a smile. She was deliberately leaving the house in disarray; first, she never did any housework, and second, she wanted to see if Lan Qingqing had any sense. She had completely lost her respect for Tong Le, that wretched girl, so she was preparing for her son's next marriage. She thought Lan Qingqing was quite suitable and wanted to test her.
Lan Qingqing naturally knew how to say the right things. She put down her shopping bags and politely said, "Auntie, if you're not going to the hospital, would you like me to tidy up your home? It would save you the trouble."
Lan Qingqing stood there, waiting for Zhang Huizhi to refuse her offer. As soon as Zhang Huizhi declined, she would quickly say a few flattering words and escape the daunting task of cleaning. Unfortunately, Zhang Huizhi did not give her that opportunity.
Zhang Huizhi blinked and said, "Oh dear, that would be too much trouble for you! You came all this way just to help us clean?"
Lan Qingqing felt a surge of indignation. She had seen shamelessness before, but never to this extent. She was genuinely puzzled; Zhang Huizhi's personality was quite different from what Tong Le had described!
Reluctantly saving face, Lan Qingqing took the initiative to find cleaning supplies in the bathroom. A seemingly sincere smile adorned her face, but inside she had already cursed both Tong Le and Zhang Huizhi a hundred times over. That damned old woman! That wretched Tong Le! How could this old hag have the audacity to ask? She should have a dirty rag stuffed in her mouth!
Turning her head, Lan Qingqing caught sight of the yellow stains around the toilet bowl and nearly retched. She remembered that there were two bathrooms in the house; the one in the master bedroom was used by Ke Jie and Tong Le, while this one was used by Zhang Huizhi. It seemed that Zhang Huizhi truly did not care about hygiene!
From the living room, Zhang Huizhi called out, "Thank you so much, Lan Qingqing! Could you also take care of the toilet in the bathroom? I don't know what Tong Le has been busy with lately; I can't even get her to help!"
Lan Qingqing grabbed the toilet brush, which still had remnants of filth on it. Instinctively gagging, her eyes turned red from holding back her nausea.
In the living room, Zhang Huizhi felt quite pleased with herself. She thought Lan Qingqing was more understanding than Tong Le and much more useful. Most importantly, Lan Qingqing also worked at Si Li; in the future, any salary she earned could be handed over to her.
Zhang Huizhi immediately sent a message to Ke Jie: "Son, if you still recognize me as your mother, hurry up and divorce Tong Le! Let her leave empty-handed! I'm doing this for your own good! I've already picked out a new bride for you—she's a hundred times better than Tong Le!"
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