The next day, both of them got up early and arrived at the hospital before seven o'clock.

"My dad must have not left the hospital at this point-"

Rong Jun took Qiao Yi's hand and walked to the door of the ward. As soon as he opened the door, he happened to meet Rong Zhuozheng who had walked out of the ward.

Rong Zhuozheng obviously didn't have a good rest last night, but he was busy with work all year round, and this situation was not uncommon for him. Therefore, he was still in excellent condition, full of energy, and his eyes were as sharp as a torch. When his eyes fell on Rong Jun and Qiao Wei, both of them paused slightly.

After a moment of anxiety, Rong Jun immediately spoke, "Dad, don't look at me with this kind of eyes. I can guarantee that my mother's gastroenteritis must have nothing to do with the dishes I cook. It's probably because she greedy for something she ate somewhere else, and she dare not let you know--"

Before he finished speaking, Xu Tingrong's voice came from inside: "Nonsense! Do you have a conscience, a little bastard? My mother is sick. You are not caring about me at the first time, but are busy rushing the blame? I see you are itchy-"

As soon as Rong Jun heard her breathless voice, he immediately concluded that she had nothing to do, not to mention that she was guilty of hearing this response. But Mr. Rong, in front of him, was blinded, and he didn't know whether he really couldn't notice it or he turned a blind eye to him.

Qiao Wei stood behind Rong Jun, ready to avoid the conflict between the father and son, so he stood up and shouted softly at Rong Zhuozheng: "Dad."

This claim obviously satisfied Rong Zhuozheng, and the seriousness between his eyebrows faded away quickly. He nodded before saying, "Go and see your mother."

Qiao Wei nodded and obediently walked into the ward from him.

The rest of Rong Zhuo took Rong Jun out of the ward and continued to "suspect the crime".

Qiao Wei walked into the ward and saw Xu Tingrong's face rosy and seemed to be nothing serious. Then she breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward and said, "Mom, how are you?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Xu Tingrong shook her hand and said, "I just pulled my stomach twice. I took a nap last night and got better when I woke up this morning."

When Qiao Wei heard this, she glanced at the door of the ward before whispering: "Is it related to what Rong Jun made?"

Xu Tingrong immediately raised her fingers, made a "shhhh" gesture, and then whispered: "It's nothing to do with him, it's me who is greedy for cold weather. I ate two more servings of ice cream in the afternoon."

After hearing this, Qiao Wei couldn't help but chuckled helplessly.

While they were talking, the scapegoat and Rong Zhuozheng also returned to the ward.

Rong Zhuo was still scolding: "...If you don't have this ability, you can stop making trouble. The kitchen is like that, and you can do whatever you want. You can do it randomly."

"How are you talking?" Xu Tingrong was unhappy again and said to Rong Zhuo righteously, "The couple is willing to cook and cook because of their interests. What are you mixing with?"

After saying that, she looked at Qiao Wei again and said, "The things Rong Jun made are so unpalatable. You can't eat this kind of thing frequently. As for the same thing, it's better to go home and eat more often."

Qiao Yi glanced at the angrily scapegoat next to him, and could only hold back his smile and said, "Okay, we will go home for dinner if we have time."

...

After leaving the hospital, the robber was still full of depression and could not be removed.

Seeing him like this, Qiao Yi gently pulled his sleeve and said, "Don't be angry, I'll get off work early tonight and go home to cook for you."

Rong Jun suddenly turned his head and looked at her and said, "That's just that you don't believe in my skills anymore?"

"I don't mean that," said Joe, "You know I like to eat."

After hearing this, Rong Jun reached out and took her into her arms, kissed her and said, "Then I will cook tonight. We won't go home for dinner for the time being, let my mother make a fuss!"

Qiao Yiu couldn't help but smile and pushed him. Before he could speak, he heard the driver in front of him say, "Mr. Rong, you made an appointment with the official department tonight for dinner, did you forget?"

Rong Jun really forgot it. When he heard this, he remembered it and couldn't help but look down at Qiao Wei.

"It's okay, business matters," said Joe Yiu. "I may have to work overtime tonight, you're busy with yours, I'm busy with mine."

Rong Jun pushed countless business tasks this week before he went home on time to cook for her every day, but this thing was really impossible to push tonight, but he still kissed Qiao Yi and said, "It's not that I'm giving up. After today, I will continue to fulfill my promise."

Joe Just chuckled.

...

That day, Qiao Yiu originally planned to work overtime in the company, but unexpectedly, he received a call from Wen Siyan in the afternoon to ask her to have a meal to meet her.

Thinking of Rong Jun's reaction to Wen Siyan, Qiao Yi was a little hesitant. Unexpectedly, Wen Siyan said bluntly that he wanted to ask her for help if he had something to do, so Qiao Yi agreed.

When I saw Wen Siyan at the dinner place in the evening, Wen Siyan was stunned when he saw her, and then he smiled and said, "You look so good."

Qiao Wei smiled slightly and said, "You are not bad either."

"I guess there is still a little difference with you," said Wen Siyan. "You have not seen you in many years."

Qiao's only one pause, thinking about how to speak, Wen Siyan had already spoken first: "Have you made up with Rong Jun?"

Qiao Yiu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then said, "Can you see it?"

Wen Siyan nodded and said, "It can be seen that it is quite obvious."

"How is it obvious?" Qiao Wei said, "Did I write the word "Rong Jun" on my face?"

Wen Siyan chuckled and said, "You didn't write 'Rong Jun' on your face, but you wrote the words 'Hong Fan Feifei'."

"Then do you know it's related to Rong Jun?"

Wen Siyan nodded and said, "I know. Since I saw you crying after getting a divorce certificate that year, I knew that there will be no one else in this life except Rong Jun. Right?"

Qiao Yiu had nothing to say, and after a moment of quietness, he just chuckled softly.

...

The two of them talked about their current situations, and then talked about what Wen Siyan needed her help, and ate a meal for more than two hours.

As she left, Wen Siyan talked about some recent events that happened to a friend who both knew. Qiao Yi was listening carefully, and suddenly felt a familiar figure flashing by at the corner of the corridor ahead. When she looked up and looked at it carefully, she only saw the backs of the group leaving hurriedly.

Qiao Yiu couldn't help but pause. When she and Wen Siyan walked to the corner, the previous group had already disappeared.

Qiao Yiu didn't say much, and after saying goodbye to Winsyan, he got into the car home.

When she returned home, Rong Jun was already at home and was sitting on the sofa staring at the TV.
Chapter completed!