A detailed equity transfer letter appeared at such a coincidental time. This made Wen Siyuan suspect that everything in front of him was simply preparation for this transfer letter.
Ling Han put down the teacup and his expression did not change,
"I'm going to take back Pleasure. It's not a matter of a day or two. Is it strange to prepare an equity transfer letter?"
"But..."
"But I came to see you with an equity transfer letter. Isn't it too purposeful?"
Ling Han interrupted Wen Siyuan's words,
Wen Siyuan frowned. Although it was a question, he had never had confidence in front of Ling Han.
"You're right. This is what I planned."
Ling Han admitted it very readily, which made him even more at a loss.
"Who do you think you can hide the gambling debt from in Macau? Except for your father who is in the dark, who doesn't know about it?"
Speaking of this, he sneered, "Even if you are lucky and can escape the gangs in Macau, what about after returning to China? Do you dare to go back to your father and ask for money, or can you ask your fair-weather friends for money? "
"So you've thought about it a long time ago. I'll ask you for help?"
Wen Siyuan had an awkward expression on his face.
"If you can't even think of this, how do you think Pleasure has stood firm in my hands for so many years?"
Ling Han raised his chin and glanced at him contemptuously, "I've considered this. Is it strange to prepare the equity transfer letter in advance? This deal is not too much, right? "
Wen Siyuan only felt as if something was choking in his throat. It took him a long time to make a sound,
"It's not too much... It's not too much..."
"Sister Hong, I'll settle the bill for you first. As for the gambling debt, it depends on whether you can get what I want from your father."
"I... I'll do it as soon as possible."
"Don't worry. I won't rush you."
Ling Han picked up the teacup and drank the tea in the cup.
Wen Siyuan felt his heart skip a beat. He had no confidence at all.
Although he was a few years older than Ling Hanxu, ever since he was young, he had always been a little afraid of this younger cousin of his. Ling Hanxu always had a decisive and unfathomable look on his face, making others feel uneasy.
Union Hospital.
Wen Yi was sitting on the edge of the bed. She took out the food from the two thermal containers and placed them on the small table.
"This is the chicken soup I personally made for you. There's wolfberry, longan, red dates, and codonopsis pilosula in it … Xiao Yue, you have to drink more."
Ji Xiaoyue had a bitter expression on her face.
"Mom, I've been drinking chicken soup for a week. If I still drink it, won't it be too nutritious?"
Wen Yi stuffed the spoon into her hand.
"How can it be too nutritious? Previously, your body was too weak. The doctor said that you couldn't take it too quickly, so it was already done step by step. From simple chicken soup, to wolfberry, longan, and now codonopsis pilosula..."
Gu Sinian was sitting on the sofa by the window reading the newspaper. When he heard this, he looked up.
"Mom, did you make this soup?"
Wen Yi never cooked at home. She didn't even know how to turn on the rice cooker, let alone make soup. After moving into the new apartment, there were two servants serving her every day. One was in charge of cleaning, and the other was in charge of cooking.
She didn't even need to think to know who made this soup.
"I was the one who watched Ah Xiang brew it," Wen Yi retorted.
Ah Xiang was the maid in charge of cooking in the apartment. She was about the same age as Wen Yi. She was from the northeast and had a straightforward personality. Her children were in Lanjiang City, and she couldn't stay idle, so she found some work in the housekeeping company.
The two of them got along very well. Gu Sinian went to the apartment once. He felt that if Ah Xiang and Wen Yi were to spend more time together, Wen Yi would most likely be urged to square dance with Ah Xiang every morning and evening.
"If she doesn't want to drink it, don't force her to drink it."
Gu Sinian closed the newspaper and threw it on the coffee table. He got up and walked to the bed with his hands in his trouser pockets.
"I'm going out to buy food. Put away these soups. Don't eat them."
Wen Yi raised her arms and hugged the food boxes as if she was protecting her food. She raised her eyebrows and said, "What do you mean you're going out to buy food? I've already made this. I can't waste it. Just this meal. Let Xiao Yue eat it. I promise I won't have to eat this next meal."
"That's what you said yesterday and the day before."
Gu Sinian mercilessly exposed his mother's delaying tactics.
"I'm doing this for the sake of Xiao Yue and your child. This is her first child. If she doesn't take good care of herself, Xiao Yue will suffer. You're the one who will feel bad."
"Mom …"
"Alright, Sinian. Mom, I didn't say I won't drink it."
When Ji Xiaoyue saw that the two of them were in a deadlock, she felt apologetic and hurriedly interrupted the argument. She smiled and tugged at Wen Yi's sleeve.
"Mom, you're still protecting her. How can I drink it?"
"Yes, yes, yes. Drink it while it's hot."
Wen Yi quickly retracted her hand. Then, she picked up a bowl of chicken soup and handed it to Ji Xiaoyue.
"Wait a minute." Gu Sinian put his hand between the chicken soup and his wife.
"Mom, you have to promise that this is the last bowl of chicken soup."
Wen Yi frowned. "Hey, you brat. When did I ever go back on my word?"
"I swear."
"Sinian." Ji Xiaoyue couldn't stand it anymore. She quickly tugged at Gu Sinian's sleeve.
"Mom." Gu Sinian was indifferent. He only looked at Wen Yi seriously.
No one knew a mother better than her son. No one knew better than him. Wen Yi had always wanted a grandson. Now that Ji Xiaoyue was finally pregnant, how could she care about her feelings? She just wanted a chubby grandson.
When one was older, they were more pedantic than when they were younger.
He had mixed feelings about Ji Xiaoyue's pregnancy. Until now, he still hadn't come back to his senses. During this period of time, when she started to have morning sickness and when he saw Wen Yi busily feeding her all kinds of soups that she didn't like, he knew that he would explode sooner or later.
It was just a matter of when.
Wen Yi frowned. After a while, she pretended to be relaxed and waved her hand.
"Okay, okay, okay. I swear, okay? Today is the last bowl of chicken soup. In the future, even if you beg me to make it for your wife, I won't do it."
"Mom, don't listen to him."
Ji Xiaoyue patted Wen Yi's hand.
"He's been acting weird for the past two days. It's not like you don't know that I like whatever you do."
"Did you hear that?" Wen Yi glanced at Gu Sinian smugly.
Gu Sinian expressionlessly took the bowl of soup from Wen Yi's hand and drank it in one gulp.
Wen Yi was shocked.
"Mom, you have to keep your promise. This is the last bowl of chicken soup."
After saying this, he walked out of the ward.
"Hey, Sinian, where are you going?" Ji Xiaoyue asked anxiously.
Wen Yi said faintly, "Don't worry about him.
"Don't worry about him. He probably went to the bathroom to vomit."
"What?"
"He hasn't drunk chicken soup since he was a child. He thinks it smells fishy and vomits after drinking it."
Hearing this, Ji Xiaoyue's expression froze.
"Then why did he …"
"He can't bear to see you suffer." Wen Yi smiled with an unfathomable expression.
"I saw that he hasn't uttered a word these past two days. He looks like he has a lot on his mind. This time, he's planning to vomit all out."
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