Chapter 491: 493 To help each other in difficult times (7)_1
Seeing the look on Wen Hua’s face, Che Huan walked closer, bit her lip, and gently tugged his sleeve, "Uncle, I wasn’t trying to hide it from you; I was just afraid you’d worry."
"Would you have not told me if I hadn’t seen it online myself?" Wen Hua thought and felt a chill run down his spine. He had come across the photos of Huanhuan and Huo Jinnan online by chance, and that night he couldn’t sleep well, his thoughts haunted by a nightmare from many years ago—
"Uncle..."
Che Huan shook his sleeve, just like when she was little.
"How’s your mother?" Wen Hua calmed down considerably, his face softened much more, thinking of Huanhuan in those photos, suddenly feeling she had grown up.
Speaking of Wen Ru, Che Huan’s face changed slightly, not wanting her uncle to worry, and she quickly covered it up with a smile, "She’s doing quite well."
Wen Hua looked at Che Huan, "Just one week away, and you’ve gotten tanner and thinner."
Wen Nuan looked at Che Huan with envy, "I wish I could lose weight, but I just can’t. If I’d known, I would have gone with you to Winter City."
Wen Hua looked toward Wen Nuan, "Stop being ridiculous!"
Wen Nuan puckered her mouth, dissatisfied.
Wen Hua looked at Che Huan and Huo Jinnan, "Your aunt and I will go in first to see your mom."
Che Huan glanced in the direction of the ward, pointed, and her voice became much softer, "Uncle, President Qin is in there."
President Qin?
Wen Hua quickly realized it was Qin Moting. After all these years, he had turned a deaf ear; why had he suddenly come to see Xiaoru?
Bi Fu looked toward Wen Hua, "Old Wen."
Wen Hua let out a heavy breath, "Let’s wait."
Wen Nuan watched Wen Hua and Bi Fu, completely clueless about what they were discussing.
Why did Mom and Dad look so strange, and Sister Huanhuan too, her complexion wasn’t normal, she quietly wrapped her arm around Che Huan, "Sister Huanhuan, who is President Qin?"
Che Huan whispered, "President Qin is President Qin."
"..."
Wen Nuan felt like coughing up blood, even Sister Huanhuan had learned to be cryptic!
————Yunqi Academy————
In the hospital room, Wen Ru and Qin Moting sat in silence, facing each other.
Wen Ru looked out the window, Qin Moting looked at Wen Ru, like a close-up shot in a movie.
After a long time, Wen Ru finally said, "Thank you for helping Huanhuan."
Qin Moting, sitting in a wheelchair, was silent. For some reason, upon hearing her voice devoid of any warmth, he felt a suffocating pain in his heart, very intense.
After a while, he asked quietly, "Were we close before?"
Wen Ru looked back at Qin Moting as if she had heard a joke, "Probably not very close."
Qin Moting kept his gaze on Wen Ru, asking softly, "Then why did you allow Huanhuan to call me, sure that I would help her?"
Why?
His question was so strange that Wen Ru stared motionlessly at Qin Moting.
After some time, Qin Moting let out a low sigh, "Do you hate me that much?"
"Is it that obvious?"
Wen Ru’s voice was very light, lying there, her figure so fragile as if she could be blown away by the wind at any moment.
"Very obvious." Qin Moting’s gaze never left her, and he felt an urge to comfort her.
This was a feeling he had not had for anyone else in years.
After a long time, he asked again, "Huanhuan is my daughter, right?"
Wen Ru laughed coldly, "Her father has been dead for a long time, she doesn’t have a father."
"Xiaoru..."
The familiar call reached her inner ear, and Wen Ru’s eyes moistened, tears suddenly streaming down!
Once upon a time, this person also called her "Xiaoru" in a soft voice!
The familiar tone, the familiar voice...
But after so many events, things had changed; they could never go back.
