Chapter 922: Chapter 922: When Experts Cross Swords, Every Move Is Deadly

After handling the matter, he went to the hospital again. Gu Anxi had just finished surgery and hadn’t been transferred immediately, so she was still at Beicheng Hospital. When Wang Jingyao arrived, Mrs. Bo was feeding her.

The meal was brought by Chen Ming’s mother, a slow-cooked old hen, said to be especially nourishing.

Chen’s mother now particularly cherished Gu Anxi. If it weren’t for Anxi, her son might not have survived this time, just the thought of it frightened her, making her even more doting.

She stared eagerly at Mrs. Bo feeding Anxi, the attentive manner resembling care for her grandson. She couldn’t help but feel envious and thought of Song Jia. Being such a meticulous person, she wouldn’t mind serving her like a nanny.

While Chen’s mother was having a muddled train of thought, Mrs. Bo was conversing with Gu Anxi, her soft voice made Chen’s mother even more envious.

Just as she was feeling envious, Zhou Yunchen brought along Song Jia and Shen Congwen to visit the patient. Song Jia and Gu Anxi never got along, and as soon as they met, they bickered. Gu Anxi, being weak, soon couldn’t keep up and collapsed into Mrs. Bo’s arms, glaring at Song Jia.

Song Jia sneered: ’Apart from hiding in the arms of elders, what else can you do, Gu Anxi?’

Gu Anxi did not give her a good look and continued to indulge in her old hen soup.

Song Jia, whose foot hadn’t healed, looked at her enjoying the food and felt like having some too.

Chen’s mother saw an opportunity to perform and said eagerly: ’There’s another bowl, why don’t I serve it to you.’

Song Jia, being quite prideful and since this was Chen Ming’s mother, instinctively refused: "No, thank you."

Chen’s mother, cherishing such an opportunity, wasn’t about to let it slip away easily. Insisting on giving while one refused, they tugged at each other until the last bowl of soup spilled on the ground... scorching Song Jia’s already sprained foot. She exclaimed, her tone not pleasant: "I already said I didn’t want it, why so bothersome."

Chen’s mother’s face stiffened, then fell silent.

She squatted down to pick up the bowl and wiped the floor, rising up just in time to see Wang Jingyao and Chen Ming standing at the door, not knowing how long they had been there.

Chen’s mother immediately felt quite disgraced. However, not being an unreasonable person, she understood her abruptness and spoke with a dry voice: "There’s nothing much over here."

Old Wang, accustomed to coaxing women, whether old or young, merely chuckled: "It must be because Zhou Yunchen’s little sister thought your soup wasn’t tasty. Next time, be sure to make an extra bowl for me to taste."

Chen’s mother felt flattered, her mood lifted, and turned to handle her things.

Song Jia moved to the sofa, wiping away the soup from her foot with a tissue, not sparing Chen Ming a glance, which only made him more flustered.

He looked at Song Jia, "Need any help?"

Song Jia ignored him, and so he said no more.

He heard she was getting along well with that producer, which was good. Someone as precious as her should be with someone like that. She and his mother were quite difficult to get along with.

Chen Ming cast a deep glance at her and said nothing more, standing alongside Wang Jingyao.

Wang Jingyao was there to see Gu Anxi. Encountering Zhou Yunchen was unexpected, but there was no rush. He first observed the young one eating, feeling quite gratified: "You’re eating heartily."

Gu Anxi seemed to reconcile with him, glanced at him, and continued focusing on her meal.

Wang Jingyao chuckled and said to Zhou Yunchen: "See, this little one is still mad at me. It’s been long enough, time to let it go, wouldn’t you say, Yunchen?"

His words were suggestive, and Zhou Yunchen, being very astute, naturally understood.

He too chuckled and said: "That’s because Mr. Wang has a deep bond with Anxi, that’s why she feels comfortable being angry at you. If it were someone else, who would dare hold a grudge against you for so long? Don’t you agree?"

Wang Jingyao, of course, caught the implication, continued chuckling: "Yunchen, there’s no need to be so formal. You grew up with Anxi, and she’s like a sibling to me. By extension, doesn’t that make us brothers? Who else would we be close with if not each other?"

This was truly a clash between titans, with every move carrying weight.

Zhou Yunchen knew he couldn’t avoid it; Wang Jingyao was set on laying that matter bare with him. Though he didn’t care much for power, he was no pushover. Even a man like Zhou Yunchen still had his pride and wouldn’t let anyone order him around.

Not even if that person was Wang Jingyao.

After exchanging several words with Zhou Yunchen, Wang Jingyao turned to his sister, saying: "Alright, enjoy your meal. I’ll go have a word with Yunchen and then come back to see you."

With that, he affectionately pinched her cheek, drawing the disapproval of Mrs. Bo.

Old Wang chuckled and walked out, calling Zhou Yunchen along.

Wang Jingchuan arranged a small meeting room for them to speak. Old Wang was in front, with Zhou Yunchen following behind. As the door closed, Wang Jingyao graciously invited: ’Yunchen, come sit over here.’

Zhou Yunchen maintained a reserved demeanor: "I’m fine standing. Whatever Mr. Wang wants to say, just tell me."

"See, there you go being formal. What’s this about telling or not telling, as I said, we’re like brothers."

Zhou Yunchen laughed: "I dare not take up Mr. Wang’s brotherhood."

Wang Jingyao immediately stood up and patted his shoulder: "See, you’re being too polite."

He pressed Zhou Yunchen to sit down, and stood next to him warmly: "Chen, ever since you left my side, everything I do doesn’t quite feel right, so without you around, it truly doesn’t work. So many people, all feel like they’re just loafing around."

The older brother softened his tone: "None of them are as capable as you."

Zhou Yunchen smiled slightly: "I’m doing well at An Pu, it’s free."

The older brother stood behind him, warmly pressing his shoulders, speaking softly: "I know you were wronged last time, and I know with your abilities you can make a name for yourself out there, but I really can’t do without you here. Besides, isn’t the highest ambition of a man this position? Yun Chen, you should set your goals higher."

It was rare for him to be so humble, which showed he really wanted Zhou Yunchen to return, partly because of Gu Anxi, and partly because Zhou Yunchen was indeed outstanding, just like the children taught by Gu Yuntian, always right.

Logically speaking, with the older brother lowering himself this way, an average person would have been deeply grateful, but Zhou Yunchen was a capable man and remained unmoved, "I’m just an ordinary man. Mr. Wang, it’s best not to have too high expectations of me. After Congwen has the baby, we’re thinking about returning to Qingcheng for a simpler life."

Wang Jingyao was a bit dumbfounded.

Going back to Qingcheng, really going back to that godforsaken place?

Zhou Yunchen was quite serious: "Yes, I’ve discussed it with Congwen, and she’s quite interested in Qingcheng too."

After thinking for a long time, the old brother finally said: "Don’t you have a sister? Doesn’t she live in Beicheng all the time, not caring?"

"Sisters have to get married eventually." Zhou Yunchen saw it quite openly and smiled faintly.

The older brother had no choice, slumped his head, and returned to the ward with his head down.

Seeing the little kid, he forced a smile, kept chatting for a while before leaving dejectedly, and when he left, Chen Ming forgot to leave for a moment. The old brother got somewhat angry and embarrassed: "Chen Ming, what are you looking at? He didn’t mean that, there’s no use in convincing him."

Chen Ming didn’t understand the subtlety of his words and immediately jumped up: "Mr. Wang, I wasn’t ..."

The fool.

Wang Jingyao walked away angrily.

Chen Ming and Secretary-General Wang immediately followed, Gu Anxi watched them like she was watching a play, finding it quite interesting.

However, after they left, she asked Zhou Yunchen: "Did you reject him?"

Zhou Yunchen sat beside her, smiling: "You little clever one, you can’t hide anything from you."

Gu Anxi leaned against Mrs. Bo’s legs, hummed before saying: "It’s up to you, if you don’t want to take that path, don’t force it, we’re not short of a meal, it’s more about freedom."

Zhou Yunchen chuckled, not saying a word.

Gu Anxi was about to jump: "I’m talking to you!"

"I know." Zhou Yunchen said very mildly: "I haven’t decided yet."

Gu Anxi then smiled: "Are you sure he can’t do anything without you?"

Zhou Yunchen sighed: "With you lying here, such a big favor, how can he do anything to me?"

But he would rather not have this big favor than have Anxi lying here, this time almost cost life, it really is ... worrying.

The reason he refused was also because he didn’t want to take Wang Jingyao’s position and then leave Anxi uneasy. If he’s not free, Anxi would not be free either.

Men do indeed have ambitions, but he didn’t want to build it on the pain of those around him.

Gu Anxi still understood him, smiled slightly, "Zhou Yunchen, the future is the future. In the future, I will also have children, and then the most important thing will be the children. You don’t have to think about those things for me."

Zhou Yunchen smiled faintly, reaching out to pat her little head.

At this time, Song Jia saw it and felt a little jealous.

Some people, ah, always acting like a little baby, fierce like anything when fighting!!!

Just act cute, making the elders like her!

Acting!

But no matter how angry she got, she couldn’t withstand the elders pampering that cream puff to no end...

Gu Anxi was so seriously injured, she stayed in Beicheng Hospital for three days before being transferred to Yunxi Hospital, by helicopter delivery.

Arriving at Yunxi Hospital, it was even more like a fish in water, just inconvenient, lying around all day, her temper also grew a bit. But there was an easy target who liked to come over, Gu Anxi kept bullying her, it was quite interesting, of course, the Jiangcheng trip was postponed for a week because, no matter what, Bo Uncle was not going to leave her like this.

Gu Anxi’s injury got slightly better, she could turn on her side, and when Bo’s mom took a nap, she secretly played on her phone, it hurt a bit when playing games because of her arm’s injury, but it was really boring...