"Because Mr. Wen doesn't want you to have a conflict in front of Madam. Although Madam is no longer visible, he hopes that Madam's spirit can rest in peace in heaven."

"No matter how you treat Mr. Wen over the years, in Mr. Wen's heart, you will always be his younger brother."

Suddenly, another thunder struck from the sky.

The heavy rain is getting heavier and heavier.

Zhou Chen hurriedly took the raincoat from the car. Shang Chuyao reached out to take it and at the same time ordered: "I'll go and you will be responsible for sending Sister Niannian home!"

"Yes, Second Young Master!"

After reacting, Zhou Chen felt delighted.

After getting the key from Shang Chuyao, he immediately went to Lin Nianchu's car.

Seeing that it was him, Lin Nianchu probably guessed: "Chu Yao is gone!"

Zhou Chen nodded happily: "Young madam, you still have a way. Judging from this situation, Mr. Wen and the second young master will definitely be able to resolve the misunderstanding."

"After all, it is difficult to resolve the estrangement for such a long time, but at least Chu Yao can know the truth and he will no longer treat Shaoqing like an enemy."

"Yes, yes, the young lady is right!"

After Shang Chuyao arrived, he stood behind Wen Shaoqing.

Hearing the footsteps, he frowned: "Didn't I tell you not to come up?"

Shang Chuyao threw his raincoat over coolly. Wen Shaoqing felt strange and saw him as soon as he turned around.

"Why is it you?"

Wen Shaoqing was extremely surprised.

"Zhou Chen said, you have been here all these years."

"On the anniversary of my mother's death, there is no reason for a son not to come. No matter how busy I am, I will come."

"Then why do you never explain?"

Wen Shaoqing was soaked in the rain and replied calmly: "There is nothing to explain. It is true that I did something wrong. I am ashamed of my mother."

Shang Chuyao went over and saw that his mother’s tombstone was filled with flowers.

And that umbrella was covering the flowers, not letting the rain catch them at all.

In the end, the two brothers knelt in front of the tombstone together. No one said a word, and the heavy rain poured down on them.

I don’t remember how long it took, but the sky was completely dark.

Wen Shaoqing still knelt upright, but turned his head to look at Shang Chuyao: "Go back first!"

"Why don't you go back?"

"We are different. You came here to visit and commemorate your mother. I still have sins and I must confess to my mother."

But if Wen Shaoqing doesn't leave, Shang Chuyao doesn't want to leave either.

The two of them knelt side by side.

Lin Nianchu looked at the time and saw that it was already nine o'clock in the evening, but the two of them still hadn't come back.

She was so anxious that she immediately called Zhou Chen: "At this time in previous years, when would Shaoqing come back?"

"Until the anniversary of Madam's death ends."

That means I will kneel until twelve o'clock.

Normally, they would be able to resist if they were in good health, but with the heavy rain and wind today, they would definitely not be able to endure it if they knelt until midnight.

She called several times, but no one answered.

Lin Nianchu was so anxious that when he went down the stairs, he might have been too anxious. He twisted his foot again and fell down.

The people below were frightened when they saw her. They quickly helped her up and asked anxiously: "How are you, young lady?"

"I..." She frowned, took a deep breath and looked at the housekeeper: "Call Shaoqing and tell him that I fell down the stairs."

The housekeeper immediately realized Lin Nianchu's intention, but no one answered his calls.

She called several times but got no response. It seemed that he had been prepared and had turned his cell phone to silent today.

Lin Nianchu endured the pain and said, "Then give Chu Yao a beating."

"Yes, young lady."

Fortunately, there were only the last few layers left when she fell, otherwise her whole body would really fall apart.

Even now, the fall on my body is not light.

Shang Chuyao's cell phone rang several times before he answered.

"Hey, what did you say? Okay, I get it."

After hanging up the phone, he immediately looked at Wen Shaoqing: "Sister Niannian fell from upstairs."

"How could this happen? Is it serious?"

"It hurts a lot, and the sprain of my foot may have gotten worse."

Wen Shaoqing pursed his lips and kowtowed several times directly in front of the tombstone: "Mom, if it's an emergency, my son will come see you next time and stay with you."

Lin Nianchu kept waiting. About half an hour later, he finally saw the housekeeper running out.

"Young Madam, you are back. Mr. Wen and the Second Young Master are both back."

"good."

Finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The two of them were still wet when they arrived, and they rushed upstairs in unison when they got home.

"Sister Niannian, how are you? Is it serious?" Shang Chuyao was the first to ask.

"It hurts a little, it's not serious, but you are all wet. Go take a shower and change into clean clothes."

Wen Shaoqing walked over and gently opened her trousers.

In an instant, the redness and swelling on the legs were revealed.

Due to the secondary sprain, her ankle was as red and swollen as a steamed bun, and her calves were also covered with bruises from the fall.

The large bruises and red marks are a bit shocking at first glance.

Seeing Wen Shaoqing watching, Lin Nianchu immediately shrank back.

She couldn't help but frown because of the pain.

Wen Shaoqing's tone was serious for the first time: "It's already like this, but it's not serious? What does it mean to be serious? You can't walk at all?"

Lin Nianchu pursed his lips, like a child who had done something wrong, obediently listening to the instruction.

In my impression, this seems to be the first time Shaoqing has been so angry.

And it's because of her.

"You guys go take a shower and change clothes first. You can't stay wet!" Lin Nianchu changed the subject.

Both of them nodded.

She looked at the housekeeper again: "Let me make some ginger soup and let them all drink some to keep away the cold after taking a bath."

"Young Madam, you have been up for a long time and will send it to you shortly."

"good."

Within a few minutes, Wen Shaoqing had already finished taking a shower and changed his clothes.

He came over and walked straight towards Lin Nianchu, with an unusually cold look on his face, completely different from usual.

"Shaoqing, why are you...?"

Before she could finish her question, Wen Shaoqing suddenly bent over and hugged her directly: "We are going to the hospital now."

"Shaoqing, you really don't need it, and it's so late, I don't worry about the baby."

"The baby is already asleep. I asked Aunt Lin to watch it. We will be back in an hour."

"Can……"

"No buts, I don't know what your legs will look like tomorrow if you don't go away." Wen Shaoqing was rarely overbearing.

Lin Nianchu looked at the ginger soup still smoking hot on the table, and said quickly: "Wait a minute, ginger soup, drink the ginger soup."

Wen Shaoqing glanced at the housekeeper: "Bring it here."

As soon as the butler handed it over, he only glanced at it lightly, his thick black eyebrows furrowed tightly, but he still raised his head and drank it in one breath.

The butler looked at him with a puzzled look on his face. Are you going to drink it now?

The young master used to hate this smell.

It seems that the young lady's words are still effective.

It was already late at night when Wen Shaoqing took Lin Nianchu to the hospital. When he got off the car, Lin Nianchu wanted to leave by himself.

But he insisted: "Don't you want to go back to see the baby early? It will be faster if I hold you, and it will definitely hurt your legs to walk on your own."

His analysis was so logical that Lin Nianchu did not refuse.

There are no general outpatient clinics at night, so they can only go to the emergency room.

As soon as I left, I saw a familiar figure.

It's Huo Siyan!
Chapter completed!