Mr. Li, my wife doesn’t want to remarry and secretly gives birth to a baby.

Chapter 1585 Li Jingchen's Complex Gaze



Chapter 1585 Li Jingchen's Complex Gaze

Unexpectedly, Old Master Li suddenly opened his eyes that night.

Everyone was surprised, and then burst into tears of joy.

"dad!"

"grandfather!"

"You're awake!"

Old Master Li looked around and saw the people surrounding him, as well as Li Jingchen who walked in from the door. He moved his lips slightly.

“Jingchen…”

“Grandpa,” Li Jingchen walked over, “you’re finally awake.”

“Jingchen…”

Old Master Li spoke weakly, holding Li Jingchen's hand, indicating that he had something to say to Li Jingchen alone.

The rest of the people left.

Outside the door, the doctor told the rest of them, "The old man has a very strong will to live. It's a miracle he woke up this time. We'll need to observe him further, but..."

The old man will never be able to stand up again.

My right leg is completely paralyzed.

Lu Chunlian cried and said, "It's good that he's still alive. Dad doesn't want to die. Tell me, we can't just not save him, can we?"

She looked at Li Wenhong, who pursed his lips and sighed after a long while, "The old man is completely paralyzed this time."

Li Qinghe sniffed. "My friend's grandmother was paralyzed on one side and passed away in less than two years."

Li Wenhong glared at her, and Li Qinghe quickly changed her words, "I have another friend whose aunt has been paralyzed for more than ten years, but she is still alive and well."

Lu Chunlian told Li Qinghe, "Your grandfather is very lucky and will definitely live a long life."

Li Qinghe nodded and looked at Jiang Tong, who was standing at the door with her arms crossed, negotiating with the doctor.

"Sister-in-law, Grandpa is alright now, don't worry."

A short while later, Li Dongzan also arrived.

Li Wenhong put his arm around Li Dongzan's shoulder and said to Jiang Tong, "Dongzan has been away on a business trip these past few days, but he's still thinking about the old man."

Jiang Tong said, "Second Uncle, you don't need to tell me, just tell Grandpa."

Li Wenhong quickly sent Li Dongzan to see the old man.

It's unclear what Old Master Li said to Li Jingchen, but Li Jingchen came out without saying a word.

By the time night fell, the old man was already asleep.

Li Jingchen and Jiang Tong returned to Fujiang Rose.

Li Jingchen fell asleep almost immediately after taking a shower.

Jiang Tong knew he was sleep-deprived, so she didn't disturb him. She was also tired, so she rested her head on his arm and quickly fell asleep.

When she woke up the next day, she was all alone in the room.

Li Jingchen came over again to comfort the old man.

Li Jingchen hired a caregiver for Old Master Li to take care of his daily needs.

Jiang Tong also rushed to the hospital and saw Li Jingchen, Li Wenhong, and the old man negotiating the household registration matter.

Li Jingchen has always had two household registration books.

One household is headed by Old Master Li, and Li Jingchen, Li Wenhong, and Li Dongzan are all registered under this household.

When Li Yuanzheng passed away, Old Master Li wanted to divide the family property, but Zheng Yan absolutely refused.

Zheng Yan insisted on staying in the Li family. Considering that Li Jingchen was still young at the time, Old Master Li agreed to let Zheng Yan stay in the family and remain Li family daughter-in-law.

Later, after Jiang Tong and Li Jingchen remarried, Li Jingchen coaxed her, and Jiang Tong transferred her and Jiang Mingyang's household registrations to his residence.

Then Li Jingchen moved himself out of the household registration, and he, Jiang Tong, and their child were registered under the same household registration.

Zheng Yan was unwilling to move; she remained registered under the household registration of the Li family patriarch.

Now the old man is solemnly saying that the two families should be completely separated, especially Li Wenhong and Li Dongzan.

“I already told Jingchen about this yesterday, and Jingchen agreed.”

Li Wenhong said, "Dad, why don't you ask for my opinion..."

Grandpa Li snorted and said, "Your opinion is unimportant. Tongtong..."

Jiang Tong stepped forward. "Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Grandpa Li patted her hand, then took Li Jingchen's hand and said earnestly.

"Thank you. You are Grandpa's favorite granddaughter-in-law. I was telling Jingchen yesterday that it's a good thing you're here, otherwise our Li family line would end. I would die with regrets."

“Grandpa, don’t say that,” Jiang Tong said, her voice choked with emotion. “You can live to be many, many years old.”

Old Master Li sighed, "I'm already like this, I don't know when I'll just disappear."

Even so.

But how could the old man leave in peace, looking at the good-for-nothing Li Dongzan and the divorced Li Qinghe?

Li Wenhong is now willing but unable to take care of his children, and the old man is in poor health.

Fortunately, Li Jingchen arranged the best medical team and caregivers for the old man, otherwise Li Wenhong would have collapsed from exhaustion.

The next day, Jiang Tong brought her three children to visit Grandpa Li. Jiang Mingyang and Li Feifan brought flowers and wished their great-grandfather good health.

Jiang Tong wondered if the old man had said something else to Li Jingchen, but she felt that Li Jingchen had been looking at her with a very complicated expression these past few days.

When asked, he just said it was nothing.

When she wasn't looking, she would suddenly make eye contact with him. He would stare at her, and when she looked over, he would pretend nothing was wrong and look away.

Jiang Tong couldn't hold back any longer. After sending the child to kindergarten, she asked him what was wrong.

Li Jingchen still said it was nothing.

Are you busy today?

Jiang Tong saw the message Li Jingchen sent her at the company.

Li Jingchen posted another message.

[If you're not too busy, how about we grab a drink at Greentown?]

Jiang Tong checked the date.

Today is the Minor Snow solar term in the lunar calendar. It's not your anniversary or birthday, so why are you going to Greentown for drinks?

Jiang Tong asked, "Just the two of us?"

Li Jingchen said, "If I'm going to bring my son, I won't go to Greentown."

Seeing this, Jiang Tong didn't ask any further questions.

Li Jingchen ordered food from Xiaolinxuan, a restaurant nearby.

Having not eaten at a restaurant in a long time, the proprietress of Xiao Lin Xuan smiled when she saw the two of them arrive together.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you two."

"Yes, I've been busy lately."

"There are only two months left until the New Year," the boss said again. "Don't you think time flies? Miss Jiang, you still look the same, but you've gained a little weight."

Jiang Tong looked down at her beige wool dress. "Really? I'm still at the same level."

The proprietress smiled and said, "You're tall, so it would look good if you gained some weight. A few years ago, there was a period when you were very thin, with hardly any flesh on your bones. Now your face is fuller, and you look good."

Jiang Tong smiled. When she smiled, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and her pair of crescent-shaped peach blossom eyes seemed to hold a thousand kinds of charm.

She turned around and looked into Li Jingchen's deep eyes.

The proprietress smiled and said, "Handsome, fatten up your wife a bit more. She could gain ten pounds and that would be just right."

Li Jingchen nodded and said okay.

After returning to Greentown with the ordered dishes, Li Jingchen arranged the dishes and opened a bottle of Romanée-Conti red wine.

I poured two glasses of red wine.

"This glass is for you,"

"what happened?"

Jiang Tong was puzzled. Why was she being toasted?

Li Jingchen, holding his cup, said sincerely, "You've worked hard these past few days, and also,"

Jiang Tong gazed at the man in front of her with deep eyes.

Li Jingchen's eyes were complicated. "Also, Grandpa told me a lot of things I didn't know before."


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