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"I'll go upstairs and take a look. It's possible that Jian Yunong went to bed early. Isn't it too early to be sleeping?"
"Don't always be busy with socializing, spend more time with her," Grandma Huo said softly.
"Grandma, I can't talk right now, I have things to do."
"Stinky boy, go ahead and get busy."
Grandma Huo pushed open the bedroom door, intending just to take a quick glance.
Where is she?
She's not in bed.
Walking around the foot of the bed to see the scene on that side clearly, Grandma Huo almost cried out.
Jian Yunong was curled up on the floor, hugging her legs, looking like a baby in the womb, with a very insecure sleeping posture that made her look pitiful and heart-wrenching.
Grandma Huo hurried over to wake Jian Yunong. This child doesn't have a good constitution; how can she sleep on the floor? Young people shouldn't be doing this!
Grandma Huo was very angry, upset that Jian Yunong wasn't taking care of herself properly.
Yet Jian Yunong couldn't be awakened no matter what; she kept murmuring in her sleep that it hurt, it hurt, tears streaming down her face continuously.
Grandma Huo noticed the wound on Jian Yunong's leg and covered it with her hands.
How could such good skin be burned like that? Grandma Huo's anger instantly shifted to Huo Jincheng.
So you want to work, huh?
Fine, Grandma Huo decided to take Jian Yunong away.
Huo Jincheng did not return home, and he had no idea what the situation was like at home.
It was Friday, the time for the family to gather for dinner again.
Huo Jincheng did not want to go back. He was about to call Grandma Huo to say he didn't have time when her call came in first, asking him to bring Jian Yunong home for dinner today.
"Grandma, I have something to do."
"Just have a meal. No matter how busy you are, you still need to eat, right? If you don't come back, Le Yi won't come back either, and that little girl Jing Ge won't come back."
"Grandma, it's really something important. I'll have Jian Yunong accompany you for dinner."
Grandma Huo was silent for three seconds. "Huo Jincheng, tell Grandma the truth. Did you and Jian Yunong have another fight? The last time I went to your house, I saw that Jian Yunong wasn't very happy."
"It's nothing, Grandma. You're worrying too much. She often isn't happy; who knows why she's upset? You can't spoil women; it leads to problems."
His ex-girlfriend Bai Ru had developed a lot of such problems from being spoiled.
Huo Jincheng intended to leave Jian Yunong hanging and argue with her.
Sometimes, people who seemed foolish could be particularly sharp-tongued.
Huo Jincheng did not want to feel worse.
Usually, at this time, Grandma Huo would just nag a bit before hanging up the phone, but today she did not hang up.
"Well, you're right. Women shouldn't be spoiled, but men shouldn't be spoiled either. If a man can't treat a woman well, can't pamper her, can't care for each other, then what's the use of such a man? Don't you think?"
Huo Jincheng sensed something was off; was Grandma taking a jab at him?
When she was in a good mood, she would say things like, "You little rascal..."
When she is really angry, she won't directly scold him but will instead criticize him indirectly, becoming particularly polite when speaking to you.
This is even more unsettling and confusing than a direct argument.
Huo Jincheng and the late Old Master Huo both feared this tactic.
"Grandma, what's wrong? Did someone upset you?"
Grandma Huo replied very politely, "Is my opinion and my thoughts really that important? You seem to speak well, but perhaps you are quite dissatisfied with me behind my back? You don't like the bride your grandfather and I arranged for you, do you? The compliments you give her are just to placate me, aren't they? Ever since your grandfather passed away, none of you take me seriously. It's as if I'm being bullied by outsiders, right? If you don't like her, that's fine. To avoid being accused of favoritism, I won't force you anymore. You can go and divorce Jian Yunong tomorrow. While you're still young and without children, it's best to set each other free quickly."
A dull knife can be more painful than a sharp one; this describes the current situation perfectly.
Grandma Huo was genuinely angry. Without using a single sharp word, she left Huo Jincheng speechless.
After a long silence, Huo Jincheng finally spoke up, "Grandma, what are you saying? Why are we talking about divorce? Did someone say something to you or show you something?"
It was likely that someone had shown her a photo of Jian Yunong with Yi Nansheng.
"I don't need anyone to show me anything or tell me anything. I haven't become so senile that I can't see clearly. My eyes still work, and my legs can still move. I haven't developed dementia; I have my own ability to think."
"Grandma."
Huo Jincheng felt somewhat powerless; after all, he was raised by his grandmother and wouldn't argue harshly with her.
"I know all about Jian Yunong and Yi Nansheng. Who doesn't have a past? Let me ask you this: Huo Jincheng, Young Master Huo, are you a blank slate?"
Huo Jincheng was certainly not a blank slate.
None of them were students; everyone had a past and romantic history.
Huo Jincheng fell silent again.
He didn't want to argue with his grandmother, like a child complaining!
Moreover, this matter was not honorable at all; he didn't want anyone to see how much he had failed, not even his own grandmother.
"As a mature man, you should have the capacity to tolerate these things."
"Grandma!" Huo Jincheng couldn't help but retort, "I can't do it, I just can't. Jian Yunong is mine; she has been my fiancée since childhood, and no one can touch her. Her psychological issues and her childhood friend Yi Nansheng growing up together make me very unhappy, extremely unhappy."
"Are you serious? Were you ever satisfied with this marriage in the first place? What did you say? The Qing Dynasty has long been over. What era is this? There are still such feudal remnants as child betrothals."
"…"
That's right, those were his words, but at that time, he hadn't met Jian Yunong yet.
"This is all your and Grandpa's fault for not letting me meet her sooner," Huo Jincheng blurted out childishly.
Grandma Huo was almost laughing in anger. "Yes, yes, it's our fault. But Young Master Huo, when did I teach you to lie?"
Huo Jincheng: "…"
Grandma Huo sneered, "Stop being stubborn. I'm very angry right now. How many days have you not returned home? Just because of this matter, you ignore her? You refuse to listen to explanations and won't give her a chance to explain or make amends. I see you, Young Master Huo, just want a divorce, right? Fine, get divorced as soon as possible. No one should hold anyone back. Just right, Yi Nansheng is single too? Anyway, Le Yi brought this upon herself; it would be a perfect ending if Jian Yunong and Yi Nansheng got together after being tormented by you two siblings. If this were a TV drama, you and Le Yi would be the male and female supporting characters—one too scheming and the other not knowing how to cherish what they have—after tormenting the main couple countless times, they finally help the lovers come together!"
"Grandma!"
Huo Jincheng couldn't help but interrupt her.
Wasn't he her real grandson?
Was he just picked up somewhere?
"Please watch fewer of those melodramatic TV shows."
Huo Jincheng suppressed his Rage and asked, "Did Jian Yunong complain to you?"
"Complain? I actually wish she would come to me more often to complain about things. But, such a good child, she doesn't even know how to complain. She had a fever and fainted at home for two days, and even when she burned her leg, she didn't say a word. If I hadn't gone to bring you food, you might have seen your Daughter-in-law in the news by now. Great, we have a Daughter-in-law who died at home without anyone caring. When did I ever teach you to treat girls like this? Your grandfather never dared to play cold war with me."
Silence again.
Let there be silence; Grandma Huo felt she had said too much.
Talking too much can easily annoy others.
Just as she was about to hang up the phone, Huo Jincheng softly asked, "How is she doing now?"
"Not dead," Grandma Huo replied irritably.
Beep beep beep...
There was a busy tone on the line.
...
Jian Yunong had been feeling weak these past few days, and every night she started to run a fever, with her condition fluctuating.
When Grandma Huo came in, she was receiving an IV drip.
"Stay at the old house for a while longer; I'll have the kitchen prepare some good food for you. We'll get your health back on track."
"Okay."
Jian Yunong nodded gently, her thin lips lacking color.
"Huo Jincheng has been busy with work these days; he asked me to take care of you more," Grandma Huo smiled, telling a lie without changing her expression.
Jian Yunong knew this was a comforting statement, but Huo Jincheng was still angry.
Perhaps he was busy taking care of Bai Ru and had no time to think of her at all.
It couldn't be said that she lacked self-confidence; when life was sick and fragile, it was easy to doubt oneself and fall into the quagmire of emotions.
In the evening, it was time for another infusion, the last one before sleep.
"Are you a pig?"
In her daze, Huo Jincheng's slightly reproachful voice exploded in her ears.
Jian Yunong suddenly woke up, feeling someone pressing down on the back of her hand. The fingers pressing down were distinct, beautiful, and long; they had once held her tightly in moments of passion, their fingers intertwined.
After Grandma Huo passed away at noon today, she had dreamt of such a scene while napping alone.
Waking up left her particularly melancholic.
Now this beautiful hand, the hand that had helped her so much, was resting on hers.
Soon, the nurse walked in. "All done?"
"What kind of work is this? Can't you watch over the infusion from the side?"
Huo Jincheng scolded the nurse without hesitation.
The nurse's eyes were welling up with tears; she never expected someone so good-looking could have such a bad temper.
Grandma Huo walked in and saw the nurse packing up to leave. She couldn't help but scold Huo Jincheng, "You come back and start yelling at people right away. Young Master Huo, may I ask who you are showing this attitude to?"
Huo Jincheng's lips were pressed tightly together, looking as if he didn't want to explain and was very annoyed at the moment.
Jian Yunong's weak voice was hoarse, "Grandma, it's me. I fell asleep and forgot to call the nurse to remove the needle. There was a bit of backflow during the IV."
She glanced at Huo Jincheng, probably the reason he scolded her.
Grandma Huo relaxed her lips, realizing she was worried about her daughter-in-law, and snorted, "Nong Nong, don't mind him; he has such a bad temper. Huo Jincheng, have you eaten?"
"No."
"Come down for dinner. Don't disturb her rest."
Grandma Huo turned and walked downstairs.
Suddenly, it was just the two of them in the room.
Huo Jincheng seemed unwilling to move, staring at her hand.
Jian Yunong couldn't see his expression and felt a bit awkward.
She tried to pull her hand back; as soon as she moved slightly, Huo Jincheng looked up and glared at her, "What are you doing?"
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