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Chapter 399 Visiting the patient

Lu Cong and Wang Cuilan looked at each other in bewilderment.

Wang Cuilan: "Why would you need to ask for leave for a week for a minor illness? Jiang Ting, could she have some serious illness? You should go and find out."

"Pah!" Before Lu Jiangting could say anything, Lu Cong spat directly. "If she were really seriously ill, wouldn't she be calling us to take care of her? I think she's just faking it, making a scene to soften Jiangting's heart and make him not divorce her."

"Huh? This...no way, right?"

Wang Cuilan looked at Lu Jiangting.

Lu Jiangting frowned slightly, lowered his head, and remained silent.

To be honest, he had been worried ever since he left Fang Qing's house.

My thoughts are the same as my mother's. Minor illnesses don't require taking leave. Even if you have a cold, you can't take a week off, or you'll think you have some serious illness.

But Fang Qing wouldn't say anything.

But listening to his father's words now, he felt that there was some truth to them.

Fang Qing agreed to the divorce so readily, which made him feel uneasy. He always felt that there was some trick waiting for him.

So this is ah.

He pretended to be seriously ill, hoping that his heart would soften and he would not get a divorce.

Lu Jiangting sneered, "Whatever, go ahead and pretend if you want."

No, he won't fall for it again.

Wang Cuilan still felt that Fang Qing shouldn't have lied to people on purpose, and she disagreed with Lu Cong's statement, continuing to speak up for Fang Qing.

“If she doesn’t want a divorce, she can just say so. I don’t believe she’s faking illness. Old man, don’t make wild guesses. The child is still here. How hurt he must feel if you talk about his mother like that.”

"Pah! She doesn't care about her child at all, she doesn't think about her child at all, but you're the one who's concerned about her child."

"What are you saying? What mother doesn't love her child?"

"Ha, if she cared about the child, she wouldn't have deliberately made the child sick."

Ok?

Lu Jiangting looked at Lu Cong with a bewildered expression, "Father, why do you say that?"

"I...sigh! I didn't mean to say this, but I ended up saying it anyway."

He nudged Wang Chenchen and said, "Chenchen, tell your Uncle Lu how your mother treats you."

Wang Chenchen held the pistol, looking completely lost.

Lu Jiangting tugged at him, bringing their eyes level.

"Chenchen, tell your uncle what happened."

Wang Chenchen shook her head, "No, my mom said I can't let my uncle know."

Lu Jiangting: "..."

Lu Cong sneered, "See? That widow Fang Qing is very cunning. Jiang Ting, you've been fooled by her."

Lu Jiangting clenched his fist and patiently coaxed Wang Chenchen.

“Tell your uncle that he won’t tell your mother.”

Wang Chenchen still shook her head, "Impossible, I promised my mother."

Lu Jiangting gritted his teeth, then smiled and said, "Okay, if you don't want to tell your uncle, can you tell your grandfather? Didn't your mother tell you not to tell your grandfather?"

Wang Chenchen shook her head, "No, I'll talk to Grandpa."

"Okay, then Uncle will plug his ears, Uncle won't listen."

After saying that, Lu Jiangting covered his ears with both hands.

Then Lu Cong coaxed him and repeated what he had told Lu Cong and the others before.

Lu Jiangting's face turned ashen upon hearing this.

He now realized that there was a reason why Wang Chenchen was always sick.

In the summer, Fang Qing made him jump around until he was covered in sweat, then immediately gave him a cold shower and fanned him vigorously.

In the summer, we would let him wear thin clothes and stand by the window to feel the cold wind.

That explains why Chenchen always gets sick whenever Fang Qing wants to see him but he refuses.

Thinking of Jianjun's only kinship, even though he knew in his heart that Yuyao would be unhappy if he went to see Fang Qing and her child, he still went.

And so, time and time again, Yuyao became utterly disappointed in him.

She got together with Fu Huaiyi, finding a man who was inferior to him in every way, and he didn't even have a chance to win her back.

Realizing that all the tragedies were Fang Qing's scheme, Lu Jiangting was so angry he almost crushed the stool.

Wang Cuilan was frightened by his expression. "Jiang Ting, don't be angry. Don't hurt yourself. The past is the past. Just divorce her and find a decent girl to live a good life with."

Looking at his mother's deeply lined face, Lu Jiangting suppressed his anger.

My parents are getting old; they can't handle the hassle.

He didn't want to delve into the past anymore; all he wanted now was to break things off with Fang Qing as soon as possible.

Lu Jiangting took a deep breath and said, "Chenchen, let's go, I'll take you home."

Lu Cong said, "Forget it, don't send it back. Just keep it at our house."

Wang Cuilan looked at Lu Cong and said, "Your father is right. I don't know if her illness is real or fake. If it is real, won't the child get infected? She's not a good mother. She probably won't be able to take good care of the child if he gets sick."

"Okay, Chenchen, can you sleep with your uncle tonight?"

"Okay." He didn't dare go back either; he was afraid to be alone with his mother now.

He and his mother had many secrets that his mother forbade him to tell.

But sometimes he forgets, and sometimes he can't help but tell his grandparents.

His intuition told him that being alone with his mother would be disastrous.

Fang Qing waited until late at night, but Lu Jiangting still hadn't brought Chenchen back, so she drifted off to sleep.

The next day, Lu Cong and his wife took Wang Chenchen to school.

She stood by the window and asked weakly, "Chenchen, why didn't you come back last night?"

Wang Chenchen instinctively hid behind Lu Cong.

Lu Cong stomped back, "I told him to stay at our house, so what?"

"Uncle, I was just asking."

"Now I'm telling you, if you're sick, just take good care of yourself. Chenchen won't be going back for the next few days, so you don't infect him and then have to call Jiang Ting for help."

Fang Qing: "..." What's wrong with this old geezer?

There seems to be a hidden meaning in what he said.

What about Lu Jiangting?

She's sick, the kind of illness that requires at least seven days of bed rest, so why doesn't he care?

Sister Zhao came to visit her, bringing some apples.

Tsk, just three apples?

How stingy.

"Sister Zhao, I'm so happy you came to see me. Why did you bring gifts?"

"It's just a few apples, not worth much. Why are you saying this when we're colleagues? We'll be working together for many more years, and we'll retire together."

Fang Qing pouted, thinking to herself, "Who wants to retire with you?"

I've already figured out a way to avoid taking care of those two old geezers and still be comfortably supported by Lu Jiangting. Why would I need to sweep the streets with you?

However, while thinking this in his heart, he only said polite words aloud.

"Sister Zhao, please sit down. I'm sick and have nothing at home, not even a cup of tea. I'm so sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay, you lie down, I'm not thirsty."

Sister Zhao sat down and looked at Fang Qing on the bed, asking, "Fang Qing, what illness do you have? Why do you need to take a week off?"

Fang Qing bit her lip and said awkwardly in a low voice, "It's nothing, the doctor said I should rest for a week."