ront.He didn't care if Lin Jinran caught up, and got into the car.Lin Jin dyed froze in place, a bitter smile curling at the corner of his lips.Such Fu Mo Han, is the cold man she knew.Just now, it wa...He didn't know that a minute after he left, someone came out of the small shop next to him and watched him go in silence, then turned into one of the alleys with still burning anger.

Before returning to the villa, Leng Jue went to the supermarket to buy some daily necessities.

More are some convenient foods, in order to be able to replenish nutrition as quickly as possible.

After throwing everything into the car, he didn't return to the villa, but drove straight to the hospital entrance.

He sat in the car, watching the hospital intently, noting every person who entered and exited.

Perhaps because it's a private hospital, everyone coming and going has a car to pick them up and drop them off.

He silently watched and counted the vehicles, staring for two or three hours.

He has been watching the license plates of cars coming and going these days, jotting them down as he goes. He had someone look them up specially.

Many of them belong to well-known CEOs of major companies. It can be said that the people received at this hospital are famous figures in the industry.

The first line of defense in the courtyard is to stop those who don't have a pass.

He's the only one who can get into this courtyard with a card.

Moreover, judging from the entry records, they seem to be quite strict. However, it's better to be safe than sorry. Since production is a sensitive matter and cannot afford any accidents, Leng Jue was extra cautious.

By nightfall, Leng Jue drove away from there and returned to the villa. He made himself a simple dinner and, after eating, he checked out the layout of the hospital as well as its entry and exit points.

He must know all of these things as best he can, after all, it concerns his wife, he cannot be careless.

Any error that is not caught and prevented beforehand is a mistake in their work.

The next day, Leng Jue appeared on time at the hospital entrance. This time, he followed yesterday's layout and passageways to conduct a physical survey of the hospital.

He carried the card prepared by Ye Xiao for him, which was more convenient to move around in the hospital.

It took almost the whole morning, and I had walked through every part of the hospital that was accessible.

He confirmed there were no problems, left the hospital, and went to a bakery.

I bought a small cake at the bakery. The cashier thought he was buying it for his girlfriend or daughter and cheerfully prepared a pink bow for him before handing it over in a bag.

Leng Jue didn't explain, paid and left with the cake. He then went to a fast-food restaurant to pack some food, bringing everything back to the villa.

He put everything on the table, opened the cake box, inserted the candle the store clerk had given him, and lit it with a lighter.

He didn't blow out the candles, nor did he eat cake, but silently waited for the candles to burn out.

Today is not his birthday, but the birthday of a teacher he likes very much.

Many years ago, he had once told his teacher that he would help the teacher celebrate her birthday every year in the future.

It's a pity that the teacher passed away in a car accident the second year, and couldn't celebrate another birthday.

Although the teacher has left, his promise remains.

Every year on this day, he would buy a small cake, put in a single candle, and wait for the candle to burn out before eating the cake.

This is his way of keeping his promise. Without that teacher, he might still be struggling in the mire, unable to get ashore and wouldn't have the life he has now.

The candle had burned out. Leng Jue silently took the candle away and whispered, "Happy birthday to you again, Teacher."

After finishing his speech, he picked up the knife and cut into the cake, eating it.s face a few times, then slowly shifted to Fu Shaoqing's side. She seemed to have guessed something.Could it be that Lord Fu is arranging a marriage for his grandson, young Master FuOtherwise, why wou...