Yan Hua goes back her room with a muddled facial expression, and it takes her a long time to react that she was scolded by Lang Ruoxian again.
âI deserve it!â She holds her son and whispers, âHe still has the strength to call names. It seems that he will not die.â
The incident of Lang Ruoxian being hit by a car is soon reported by the local news media. The companyâs official micro blog specifically clarifies that he is only slightly injured. The police also announce that the car accident is a calculated crime and the perpetrator has been rescued. He will take a statement when he is sober.
âHow can it be?â Lang Yi crashes the phone to the table. âHow didnât the driver die?â
The person he hired to kill Lang Ruoxian this time is a taxi driver, with advanced liver cancer. Lang Yi promised to give the driverâs family a sum of money to let him make a car accident and perish with Lang Ruoxian together.
âWhere did you find such an idiot?â Li Jun points at the newspaper. âLang Ruoxian was hit by him before getting on his own car. How can he and Lang Ruoxian perish together?â
It was originally agreed that the driver would follow the car of Lang Ruoxian, looking for an opportunity to bump at high speed, which must result in a car crash.
âFuck, he is not dead!â Lang Ruoxian did not die, which scared Lang Yi. But by contrast, Lang Yi is even more terrified that the driver did not die, either. âIf he wakes up, he will definitely tell the police that I am behind the murder.â
Li Jun ponders for a moment and says, âGo to find his family, let them tell the driver at once. Let the driver be a scapegoat. Money does not matter. Anyway, the accident is not serious. Even if he is put in prison, it will not last long.â
âYes, you are right!â Lang Yi nods. âHe is going to die anyway, and it is messed up by himself this time.â
Lang Yi misestimated the driverâs familyâs reaction. When they find out that the driver hit Lang Ruoxian by the car in order to leave some money to them, they immediately quit the negotiation and go to the police.
The middleman passes the message back, which affects Lang Yi who is driving a car, almost causing a rear-end collision. He thinks it over and over but has no idea how to deal with it. His nervousness is quickly discovered by Lang Hongyue.
âWhat happened to you these days?â Lang Hongyue calls him to the study and asks him, âHave you made some trouble?â
Lang Yi refuses to answer at first. Seeing his reaction, Lang Hongyue becomes more and more suspicious of what trouble he has made. She repeatedly questions him and Lang Yi finally tells her the truth.
âWhat?â Lang Hongyue stands up suddenly, shaking. âSay it again.â
She thinks she has misheard.
âMom... I didnât expect the driver to be so stupid, now...â
Here is the sound of slap! He is slapped in the face. Lang Hongyue trembles her lips to say, âYou... You...â
âMom, what is the use of beating me?â Lang Yi shouts regardless of his motherâs feeling. âHurry up and help me out of this matter. If I am found to be behind the murder, what will happen to me? Will I go to jail?â
Lang Hongyue gives him another slap in the face and shouts, âJust put you in jail? If only it could be solved by putting you in prison, that would be great! If your eldest uncle knows that you hired someone to murder Lang Ruoxian, do you think he will let you go? And your grandpa, he hates fratricide most, you...â
Lang Hongyue covers her chest with her hands because she is about to be pissed off by her son.
âFuck, he is not dead!â Lang Yi shouts, âThis is not a big deal. I can have some of my ribs broken to pay back.â
âShut up.â Lang Hongyue calms down and glowers at Lang Yi. âYou must stay at home and donât go anywhere else. Or I really wonât help you.â
Lang Yi quickly nods and says, âI wonât go anywhere. Mom, please help me get away with it!â
Lang Hongyue immediately sends someone to solve the matter. Fortunately, the driver suddenly dies. But because of Lang Yiâs stupidity, the driverâs family members have already known that the driver was hired to do so, thus they go to the police station every day to ask them to find the person who hired the driver.
âThen we wonât bother you. If Mr. Lang has any clue, please tell us in time.â The two policemen leave the ward after saying so and Xiaokai locks the door. âYoung Master, Lang Hongyue intends to send Lang Yi to go abroad.â
Lang Ruoxian is wearing a white shirt and leaning against the hospital bed. He looks graceful, but his eyes are terrifying.
He blinks and asks, âHow about Chen San?â
âThe knife wounds are very deep, so he canât get out of bed now.â
âAfter his recovery, send him abroad.â
Xiaokai smiles and answers, âI see. But Young Master, in fact, you neednât have to take so much trouble and get hurt. You can directly set a trap for Lang Yi and the stupid Lang Yi will be trapped to die soon.â
âHe canât die at home.â Lang Ruoxian looks out of the window, the peach tree is blooming. He thinks of Yan Hua who stays upstairs, not knowing if she is also watching the flowers.
Xiaokai is pleased again and says, âIf he leaves, Miss Yan will be able to stay at Langâs mansion after leaving the hospital.â
Lang Ruoxianâs eyes darken a little. How can he be relieved? Lang Hongyue hasnât played her tactics yet. That woman is really devoid of human nature and will do anything to achieve her goal.
The day before the baby is one month old, Yan Hua returns to Langâs mansion. Lang Ruoxian leaves the hospital on the same day. Both of them sit in the car. Lang Ruoxian keeps staring at the baby in the cradle.
âDo you want to hold him?â Yan Hua carries her son up. The one-month-old baby completely recovers from the neonatal jaundice. He is as white and chubby as steamed buns. His naturally curly hair is just on the top of his head.
Yan Hua secretly looks at Lang Ruoxian and makes sure that his hair is not curly. Then she is stunned by her own action! Why does she look at him? This is not his son.
âAre you sure this is your son?â
âWhat do you mean?â Yan Hua is a little angry.
Lang Ruoxian says solemnly, âHe looks not the same as before.â
âNonsense! Children are all like this, changing every day.â Yan Hua jokes at him, âIf you are stupid, you have to learn more. Read more when you are free.â
âIt seems that you have been living a good life recently.â Lang Ruoxian blinks and says. This woman has not changed much since she gave birth to the child, and she looks like a little girl.
Yan Hua ignores him and puts the baby back into the cradle, but the baby is suddenly awakening.
âGungun!â Yan Hua gently grabs her sonâs little hand and her hand is gripped by the baby.
âWhat do you call him?â Asks Lang Ruoxian.
Yan Hua looks at him and answers, âI couldnât name him, but his nickname should be decided by me, right?â
âFortunately you canât name him.â Lang Ruoxian reaches out to hold the baby. âWhat does Gungun mean?â
Yan Hua stares at him worriedly, for fear that he accidentally drops Gungun. âIt means the panda! Donât you know that this is the nickname of the panda?â
Lang Ruoxian thinks about the pandas. They sit heavily on the ground, only knowing to eat and sleep...
âSounds stupid!â He says so, but he doesnât ask Yan Hua to change it into another one.
Gungunâs eyes are staring at him, round and big, black and bright. Lang Ruoxian smiles and gently touches the tip of Gungunâs nose.
âGrandpa may move back.â
Yan Hua responds, âAh! Isnât it said that he doesnât like living in the city?â
âBut he likes his great-grandson.â Lang Ruoxian finds that Gungun is always looking out of the window, so he turns Gungun in another direction.
âIn the future, grandpa is at home. You donât have to worry about what others will do.â
Seeing Yan Huaâs face relaxed, Lang Ruoxian attacks her with words again, âOthers wonât do anything to Gungun, but as to you...â
âI know.â Yan Hua says softly, âKill the donkey the moment it leaves the millstone. My situation is as same as that of the donkey.â
Lang Ruoxian shakes his arm gently. âItâs good for you to know this.â
Yan Hua looks at her son. Of course she knows. From now on, she will begin to face the real difficulty. She has no idea how Lang Hongyue and Deng Jingjing will deal with her. They have all the means to make her disappear quietly.
âI want to participate in his growth process and no one can separate us.â
Yan Hua looks at Lang Ruoxian and says, âDonât forget that we are partners. You must help me.â
Lang Ruoxian smiles slightly and answers, âAs long as you donât hold back.â
âHmm... Hmm... â Gungun in his arms suddenly hums twice, and Lang Ruoxianâs face changes. âWhat is the matter with him?â
Yan Hua takes her son over and squints at Lang Ruoxian. âWhy are you so nervous? He is just sleepy.â
Langâs mansion.
âDad, you are really partial. We have always been asking you to live back, you just disagreed. But now you actively and willingly move back.â Lang Hongyue comes over with a cup of tea. âIt is important for you to have a great-grandson!â
Lang Cha is in a good mood, and the pleats in his face are dancing: âThis is my first great-grandson. Oh, I donât know if I can live to see the second one.â
âDad, donât talk nonsense.â Lang Li puts out the cigarette. âI shall immediately ask Ruoxian to get married and you will have another great-grandson next year.â
âYou donât have to do this!â Lang Cha stares at him and says, âRuoxian is just 25 years old. Why does he have to get married so early? Donât worry. He has plenty of time to find his Miss Right.â
Deng Jingjing pulls a long face and sits aside. When she is about to say something jealously, the door opens. Lang Ruoxian takes the cradle and walks in front. When the petite woman behind him shows her head, Deng Jingjing is much unhappier.
Yan Hua has the advantage of being young. After the birth, her figure hasnât changed, and her face seems to be more beautiful. Even a woman as jealous as Deng Jingjing will call her a beauty at the sight of her smile.
âGrandpa, Eldest Uncle, Eldest Auntie, Auntie, and Uncle.â Yan Hua says hello to everyone, then she sits down on the sofa opposite to Lang Cha.
Grandpa has early taken the child over and stared at the cradle.
âYour baby is so good-looking!â Lang Cha smiles gratifyingly and says, âWhite and delicate.â Then he looks at Yan Hua and praises, âYou have raised him very well.â
Yan Hua is a little embarrassed. âHe is my son. I should be good to him!â
âWell, yes. Letâs look at this name.â Lang Cha waves at Uncle Lee, and Uncle Lee puts a piece of paper on the tea table. There are three vigorous and powerful brush characters on the paper.
âLang Xuanyuan?â Deng Jingjing curls her lips and says, âDad, I hear that if the name is too good for the child, his good luck in the future will be ruined.â
Xuanyuan is the name of the emperor of the ancient China. What does grandpa mean?
âI have asked someone to foresee the babyâs destiny.â Says Lang Cha slowly, âBoth the childâs birthday and Emperor Xuanyuanâs birthday are on the third day of March. The five elements of life and fortune are the same. Therefore, Xuanyuan is a perfectly suitable name for him. â
When Lang Cha says so, he couldnât help smiling. âGod blesses our Lang Family! The baby must be somebody in the future.â
âThen let me decide his nickname!â Lang Hongyue says quickly, âJust call him Feifei!â
Yan Hua says with embarrassment, âI have been calling him Gungun after his birth. Iâd like to use it to be his nickname.â
âNonsense!â Lang Hongyue glares at her. âHow can you call him Gungun? Are you scolding him?â
âGungun is what people call pandas.â Deng Jingjing will not let go of any opportunity to laugh at Lang Hongyue. âThat is what the netizens call pandas. I feel it good, for pandas are national treasures at least.â
Lang Cha touches his beard and says, âFeifei is a duplicate of Lang Yiâs style name, which is not proper. If Yan Hua wants to call the baby Gungun, then call him so!â
âDad!â Lang Hongyue is anxious and wants to say something. But she is interrupted by Lang Chaâs gesture.
âThe baby was born by Yan Hua. Though she canât name the baby, the nickname of the baby should be decided by herself.â