PFC Chapter 85 Who sent the Emperor Flower again?
Chapter 85 Who sent the Emperor Flower again?
Su Yingxue dragged her somewhat heavy steps back to Old Mrs. Tan's villa.
Grandma Tan is quite old, and she longs to see her seven beloved children every day, so the children all live here with her.
This villa is always filled with warmth and liveliness.
Su Yingxue and Tan Zhengchu often come over to keep the elderly company and play with the children.
Su Yingxue had to leave temporarily because the old man of the Su family was seriously ill.
Now that she's back, as soon as Grandma Tan saw her, she hurriedly grabbed her hand and asked with a worried expression, "Yingxue, how is your grandfather?"
Su Yingxue smiled bitterly, her eyes full of exhaustion: "Grandma, Grandpa is still in the hospital, and the doctors are doing their best to treat him."
At this moment, Tan Zhengchu came out of the study, his brows furrowed and his eyes filled with worry: "Yingxue, has there been any new change in Grandpa's condition? I've been very worried."
Su Yingxue looked at Tan Zhengchu, a warm feeling welling up in her heart: "Zhengchu, thank you for your concern. Grandpa is currently stable, but he hasn't woken up yet."
But in her heart, it still felt like a huge rock was pressing down on her.
Her grandfather's illness was shrouded in mystery, making it impossible for her to feel at ease.
Grandma Tan felt extremely sorry for Su Yingxue when she saw how tired she looked.
She gently patted her hand: "Yingxue, look how tired you are, go back and rest for a while."
When the children heard that Su Yingxue had returned, they all ran over and tugged at her clothes: "Mommy, we haven't seen you in so long, we missed you so much! Shall we have dinner together?"
Looking at the children's adorable faces, Su Yingxue smiled and said, "Okay, kids, I'll come over again for dinner."
After saying goodbye to Mrs. Tan and the children, she turned and left.
Su Yingxue quickly returned to her villa.
She and Tan Zhengchu now live here; the two villas are very close to each other, making it convenient for them to visit each other.
As soon as she entered, a maid greeted her: "Young Madam, someone has delivered flowers again today."
Su Yingxue was somewhat surprised and walked to the flowers.
The bouquet looked beautiful and vibrant, but she had no interest in appreciating it.
The flower also came with a card that read: "Only you are worthy of being called the noble royal flower."
Su Yingxue frowned, her mind filled with trouble: "Who sent this? It's so strange. I don't have time to deal with these strange people and things right now, Grandpa is still in the hospital."
Before she could snap out of her reverie over the bouquet of flowers, she noticed a mysterious bouquet of royal protea flowers next to her.
The flower was incredibly gorgeous, its petals seemingly made of the finest silk, and its rich color seemed to embody all the nobility in the world.
Su Yingxue felt a surge of annoyance. "Why is it this protea again? Who's behind this?"
Her brow furrowed, a hint of unease flashing in her eyes. "The appearance of these flowers is too strange. Will it bring trouble to me and my family?"
Su Yingxue said to the maid, "Throw these flowers away. If you receive any more flowers of this kind in the future, don't accept them."
Hearing this, the maid looked at the bouquet of proteas with some reluctance, thinking to herself, "Looking at that bouquet of proteas, they're so beautiful. Why doesn't the young mistress like them and wants to throw them away? It's such a pity. These flowers must be so expensive. Just throwing them away like that, and the person who sent them must have put a lot of thought into it."
Despite her thoughts, the maid obediently went to deal with the flowers.
Su Yingxue suddenly felt unwell; her head throbbed as if tiny hammers were pounding inside it, and she felt listless. Rubbing her temples, she wondered to herself, "Could it be because I stayed up too late last night? Or is there some other reason?"
She returned to her room, filled a tub with hot water, and took a bath, hoping to alleviate her discomfort.
After taking a shower, she felt a little better and went to bed.
Perhaps she was really too tired, or perhaps there was something wrong with her body, she soon fell into a deep sleep.
Su Yingxue slept soundly until Tan Zhengchu came to call her for dinner, at which point she groggily woke up.
She rubbed her eyes, looked out the window, and realized it was already dark.
She got up and walked with Tan Zhengchu toward Old Mrs. Tan's house.
When Su Yingxue and Tan Zhengchu arrived at Grandma Tan's house, the house was already filled with the aroma of food.
Warm lights shone in every corner, illuminating the entire house, and the dining table was laden with all sorts of delicious dishes.
The seven children's eyes lit up the moment they saw Su Yingxue.
Like a flock of cheerful little birds, they ran towards Su Yingxue, calling out, "Mommy's here!"
The youngest, Qibao, rushed into Su Yingxue's arms, hugged her tightly, and said in a childish voice, "Mommy, we've been waiting for you for so long! We missed you so much!"
The other children also gathered around, holding Su Yingxue's hands and clothes, chattering about the interesting things that happened that day, and their laughter echoed in the room.
Infected by the children's enthusiasm, Su Yingxue's face blossomed into a bright smile, and the fatigue in her eyes seemed to lessen somewhat.
Tan Zhengchu watched from the side, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turning up, his eyes full of doting affection.
He gently patted Su Yingxue's shoulder and said tenderly, "Come and sit down, don't keep the children waiting."
Su Yingxue was surrounded by the children as she arrived at the dining table.
As soon as she sat down, the children couldn't wait to start introducing each dish to her.
"Mommy, this is your favorite braised pork, it's so delicious!"
"And this sweet and sour pork ribs is my favorite."
Seeing the children's excited expressions, Su Yingxue smiled and said, "Wow, they all look so delicious!"
Grandma Tan sat in the main seat, looking at everyone with affection: "Yingxue, you've worked hard these past few days, eat more."
Su Yingxue quickly replied, "Thank you, Grandma. Please eat more too."
Dinner officially began, and the children picked up their chopsticks and began to enjoy their meal.
Su Yingxue also picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in her mouth.
The sweet and soft texture spread instantly on the tip of the tongue, as if driving away all fatigue.
She couldn't help but exclaim, "Grandma, your braised pork is so delicious! It's a real treat every time I eat it!"
Grandma Tan smiled so much her eyes narrowed into slits: "Eat as much as you like it. As long as you enjoy it, Grandma will be happy."
Tan Zhengchu kept putting food on Su Yingxue's plate.
One moment it's tender fish, the next it's refreshing green vegetables, all the while saying, "Yingxue, you need to eat more. You've been working too hard lately, you need to nourish yourself."
Looking at the mountain of food piled up in her bowl, Su Yingxue felt a warmth in her heart: "Zhengchu, you should eat too, don't just put food on my plate."
In this warm atmosphere, everyone ate and chatted, with laughter filling the air.
The children shared the food on their plates with each other, and occasionally they would argue heatedly over a piece of chicken wing.
But in the blink of an eye, they'll make up and go back to laughing.
Su Yingxue looked at all of this with happiness in her eyes.
She felt that this moment of peace and joy was so precious, as if all her troubles and worries had left her far away.