Inside Zhenghe Hospital. At this moment, He Qimo sat quietly on the hospital bed, looking coldly at the two women, one big and one small, who came to see him. A few days ago, Shen Jian妮 came to see him and told him several things that made the veins on his forehead tremble slightly. His eyes could no longer be described merely as disappointed. Shen Jian妮: "It’s not my fault. I was getting a spa when I overheard your mom saying she went to Fengyi Company to find your wife. She had already gotten your wife to sign a declaration of relinquishing property, but suddenly the acting president of Fengyi came out of nowhere, tore it up, and even claimed your wife as his woman, driving your mom out. She was enraged." "Afterwards, it was your sister who said she had a car accident today and got into a collision. The other party was strong and super handsome, with a very arrogant personality. She fell in love at first sight, and at first, she didn’t know who he was. But thinking about it now, the person drove a luxury car and had the surname Feng. There aren’t many Feng families in Rong City. Could it be that one? She’s planning to find a chance to visit Fengyi to see if she can meet that handsome guy and also see how to deal with your wife. Finally, I was discovered, and we started arguing." Shen Jian妮’s words echoed in his mind. In front of him, Zhou Huimei and He Xiaoqi looked at He Qimo’s cold and sullen face, utterly puzzled and uneasy. After all... Zhou Huimei was finding out for the first time that He Qimo had such a severe stomach condition. She only knew that the company’s assets must not end up in Gu Zixuan’s hands. She wanted to go to the company to find a way to transfer the assets before the divorce news was publicized, only to find out her son hadn’t been to the company for days. Finally, she pressured Liang Xi. Liang Xi, seeing her taking the company materials, spoke the truth out of frustration as no one else dared to intervene. In a hurry, she came over. Zhou Huimei, feeling heartbroken, stepped forward, "Qi Mo, how are you..." Before she could finish a sentence, He Qimo coldly and slowly said, "Step aside." The deep voice was colder than the frost in the twelfth month. Zhou Huimei was so frightened her face turned a little pale, her steps halted, unable to comprehend, "Qi Mo, you..." "I said step aside!" He Qimo raised his voice. Instantly, He Xiaoqi, standing nearby, was even more frightened. She wanted to see if her brother could find a way to get the contact of the little handsome guy from the Feng family. At this moment, she trembled, saying, "Brother~, what’s wrong? We came to see you, why are you getting angry with mom?" Why get angry with mom? He Qimo let out a light laugh. He thought about how the He family, which had been a well-being household, was despised by this mother for not earning enough, leading his father to take a risk and fail in investments. He thought about how his younger sister, who followed his mother after the divorce, became more and more materialistic, snobbish, and devious, even liking the men from the Feng family! Lastly, he thought of Gu Zixuan saying everything was forced by him. He finally understood the reason. Yes, facing a mother who challenges him at every turn and a sister-in-law always ready to stir trouble, how could he not be pushed to leave? If it were him, he would also be eager to escape, right? Neither house arrest nor withholding living expenses nor having someone watch could change things. Thinking about his marriage, even his last bit of patience was mercilessly pushed over to Feng Chengjin’s side by his biological mother, leading to affection for and love with Feng Chengjin, being moved by him in contrast to his actions. He might even be misunderstood by Gu Zixuan as having endorsed and instigated it, and the couple divorced, leaving not a shred of affection. In a moment, He Qimo felt extremely desolate and ridiculed. Clenching his fists, he so wished to say one thing. I wish you weren’t my mom, and I didn’t have Xiaoqi as my sister either... But he couldn’t say it, all he could utter was, "Leave. Go before I drive you away." Then he wearily closed his eyes. He Qimo coldly remained silent. Zhou Huimei and frightened He Xiaoqi both turned pale, not daring to speak. Finally, because Liang Xi could no longer tolerate it, facing Zhou Huimei and He Xiaoqi, with no more patience, he said, "Madam, Miss, this is how it is. The president needs to recover. If you still care about his health, don’t do things that upset him anymore. Please, go back." He gestured invitingly. Seeing He Qimo’s emotions were indeed unstable at the moment, and Liang Xi was genuinely enraged this time. The mother and daughter exchanged a glance, somewhat displeased with Liang Xi’s attitude, but they also knew that provoking He Qimo now was not wise. So they nodded, "Take good care of him, we’ll come another day." and walked out. The door was closed, high heels clattering away into the distance. He Qimo slowly opened his eyes, "Do you think they’ll restrain themselves?" Liang Xi hesitated, silent, unable to answer. He Qimo gave a bitter smile, "You know they won’t, right? With their temperament, if I don’t interfere, they’ll recklessly bully her. If I do, they’ll hold it against her. Either way... they never care who I truly like..." His desolate words stabbed into Liang Xi’s heart like a knife. Especially seeing the president, who cared less about his health now. Liang Xi’s eyes welled up with tears. Get full chapters from novel[f]ire.net Sometimes Liang Xi felt that the CEO no longer wanted anything. From the moment he divorced his wife, the CEO no longer wanted love in this life, no longer wanted family, and even, he didn’t want any emotions at all. He only wanted to quietly support Mr. He in his later years and handle the affairs of the Gu Family for his wife. Then change a city, or rather... change a country. Even if it meant opening a small bookstore to read all day, or driving an off-road vehicle to roam the savannah in South Africa. He would never return to Rong City for the rest of his life... After all, after hearing the truth the CEO revealed in a drunken stupor that night, Liang Xi couldn’t help but feel the urge to cry. It’s not that the CEO couldn’t let go, but there are some things that no man can let go of; it’s a man’s entire dignity... Liang Xi remained silent, and after a moment, He Qimo withdrew his thoughts from his trembling gaze. "How’s the investigation I asked you to conduct going?" Thinking about how the CEO recently used the divorce to get close to Liang Shiman, stabilize Liang Shiman, and get information from her, Liang Xi quickly said, "There’s some news. A lot of the evidence in your father’s case indeed came from my cousin’s hands, but we know her family situation; they have financial resources but far from that level. So, we now speculate that this issue has two lines, and it’s not just my cousin who wants to bring down you and your wife’s father. She’s only one of them, trading information, faking various data. The real one who wants your father out of office and has the power to do so is someone with immense financial power and political connections that reach Central." Immense financial power and political connections that reach Central? He Qimo narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly thought of a person... At the same time, Liang Xi couldn’t help but ask, "Mr. He, if things come to light, how will you deal with my cousin?" He Qimo replied, "Send her to prison." Outside the hospital room, a beautiful woman carrying a fruit basket instantly turned pale as she stood at the door. On the other side, in the revolving restaurant on the 58th floor of the Mingzhu Hotel. Sitting here, you can overlook the night view of half of Rong City. The decor here is elegant, and the atmosphere is captivating. Listening to the melodious piano music, Gu Zixuan watched the person opposite her serve her so meticulously that even the waitstaff couldn’t intervene, then went from being speechless to leisurely observing Feng Chengjin as he poured wine, ladled soup, sliced meat, and learned the technique of preparing salad. This caught the attention of half the restaurant. Yet Feng Chengjin seemed unaware, continuing to chat with her about finance while tending to her. Gu Zixuan blushed bright red with embarrassment. Finally, under the white tablecloth, she couldn’t help but kick Feng Chengjin across, hinting with her eyes when he was about to naturally take over a newly served dish of caviar truffle mushroom pan-seared fish from the waitstaff to portion it for her, saying, "Stop it." Feng Chengjin only stopped then, glanced around, then looked at the now expressionless face. As he noticed the look, he put on a smile, and the waitstaff said, "Sir, do you need any service?" He slightly pursed his lips. After a brief pause, as if realizing something, he put down the knife and fork, took out his wallet from his suit pocket, pulled out several hundred-yuan bills, and handed them to the waitstaff, "No need, tip." Then he continued to pick up the knife and fork, serving the fish for Gu Zixuan while continuing the previous conversation. "I don’t think your previous concept was correct, first of all..." The entire restaurant was stunned by his audacious actions. The waitstaff accepted the tip, completely bewildered. Gu Zixuan looked at Feng Chengjin, her eyes blinking as she was already at a loss for words... Finally, the willful dinner was consumed with the company of the willful Feng Chengjin. When it came time to pay, the waitstaff stood beside Gu Zixuan, already self-consciously bowing, without assisting in pulling out her chair. Feng Chengjin paused, then smiled with his eyes curving into crescents. He walked forward, directly scooped up Gu Zixuan in his arms, draped the suit jacket he had taken off earlier over her shoulders, and said, "It’s cold outside." Only then did he support her waist, pulling her close as they walked out. Along the way, Gu Zixuan, facing the envy of all the waitstaff, was red-faced and speechless. When they got on the elevator, Gu Zixuan couldn’t help but say, "You really don’t have to go this far..." Feng Chengjin placed one hand in his pocket, one hand supporting her waist, accompanying her to watch the brilliant lights outside through the panoramic elevator. He smiled and said, "If you knew how long I’ve waited, you’d know if I needed to go this far." Waited how long? Hmph! Barely three months, right? Gu Zixuan looked at the outdoors, already late October, early November, curled her lips and smiled with a playful expression. Feng Chengjin curled his lips, looking at the rosiness on her cheeks, he couldn’t help but want to lean in and kiss her, but at that moment, the phone rang. He took it, smiling, and said, "Hello?" Soon he paused, respectful, "Minister Song."