Mr. Yan, Madam Bai Yueguang has also returned to China.

"Weiwei, I want to receive treatment at the clinic today." Song Qinghe said with a smile, "This way you don't have to make a special trip."

Facing the gentle smile on Song Qinghe's face, Yu Wei was silent for a moment and welcomed the person in.

Han Chunyan stood up when she saw someone coming in. She knew Yan Tingsong naturally, but it was the first time for Song Qinghe to see him, so she couldn't help but look at him.

I originally thought that the woman who could charm Yan Tingsong would be the most charming woman even if she was ill.

But the woman in front of her was already so thin that it seemed like she could be blown by a gust of wind.

Yan Tingsong helped her walk to the chair, "Sit down for a while."

Song Qinghe looked at Han Chunyan with a smile, "You are Mrs. Yu, right?"

Han Chunyan nodded politely.

"Weiwei was well educated by you." Song Qinghe looked at her eagerly, "She is really a good child."

Seeing Song Qinghe praising Yu Wei, Han Chunyan looked proud, "Our Weiwei has been very smart and studious since she was a child. Ever since she was a child, she has seldom made people worry about her. She is very strong."

Yu Wei poured water for the three people and listened to the two chatting with no expression, "I'm going to prepare things for the treatment. You wait a moment."

"Weiwei, you haven't finished your breakfast yet." Han Chunyan looked at her helplessly, "It's not too late to get ready after eating."

"Don't eat, I'm already full." Yu Wei entered the consulting room.

Han Chunyan glanced at her helplessly and put away the tableware.

Song Qinghe asked her in a low voice: "Is this the breakfast you made for her yourself?"

"Well, Weiwei especially likes to eat the soup dumplings I made." Han Chunyan said with a smile, "She is actually not picky about food."

In the consulting room, Yu Wei's face darkened little by little as she listened to the two people chatting. She looked through the window and saw Yan Tingsong drinking from a water glass.

The two chatted for a while, and then the bodyguard brought Song Qinghe's wheelchair into the clinic. Yan Tingsong stood up, let Song Qinghe sit in the wheelchair, and then pushed her to the backyard.

Han Chunyan stood next to her and said with a smile: "Weiwei has been attached to her grandfather since she was a child. She has been inseparable from her grandfather. She grew up in this yard."

Song Qinghe looked at the quaint courtyard and seemed to be able to see Yu Wei in the courtyard, changing from babbling to a slim girl.

Her eyes were a little red

Han Chunyan said with emotion, "Actually, her grandfather taught her many things. Unfortunately, her grandfather passed away early. Weiwei, a child, has a deep relationship with her grandfather."

Yu Wei came out of the consulting room and looked at the cup from which Yan Tingsong had drank water. Her heart beat inexplicably faster.

Several people stayed in the backyard for a while, and Han Chunyan wanted to go back to Yu's house to say goodbye to the two of them.

Yu Wei walked her to the door of the clinic.

Han Chunyan lowered her voice and said, "Weiwei, treatment is all about treatment, but this woman has a bad reputation. Don't get too close to her, okay?"

Yu Wei didn't answer.

"I think she likes you and cares about you." Han Chunyan sighed, "Who makes you so popular? You must keep your distance from her."

"I understand. Slow down on your way back."

Han Chunyan nodded and then walked to the car on the side of the road.

Back in the clinic, Yu Wei asked Yan Tingsong to push Song Qinghe into the lounge and let Song Qinghe lie on the bed.

"After acupuncture, you'd better rest for a while before going back."

Song Qinghe looked at the lounge and asked, "Do you usually live here?"

Yu Wei nodded.

"Only you?"

"Ah."

"Why don't you live at home?" Song Qinghe looked at her worriedly, "Is it because of your life experience..."

"I plan to reopen the clinic." Yu Wei interrupted her, "It's more convenient to live here."

After a pause, Yu Wei continued: "As for my life experience, few people care except those who want to see my jokes."

Song Qinghe looked at her cold face and asked hesitantly: "Didn't Tingsong's son propose to you? Why did you break up again? Did something happen?"

Yu Wei looked at Song Qinghe, "Isn't it normal for us to break up after falling in love? We were able to get divorced before, which may mean that we are not suitable for each other."

Yu Wei opened the acupuncture kit, "Do you have anything else to ask? If not, I'm going to start treating you."

Seeing that she obviously didn't want to talk more, Song Qinghe said nothing more.

After the treatment, Yu Wei asked Song Qinghe to lie down and continue to rest, and left the lounge.

Yan Tingsong was standing in the consulting room, looking at the landscape paintings on the wall. Seeing Yu Wei come in, he smiled and said, "I didn't see them last time. These paintings collected by Mr. Yu are very unique."

Yu Wei thought of the last time Yan Tingsong came to the clinic, and Yan Wenzhou was also there. At that time... Yu Wei couldn't help but look at the big photo frame on the wall. Could he have taken that photo?

Thinking about last night, he could easily get in and out of the clinic without being noticed.

"My grandfather still has many paintings. If you like them, you can pick a few back." Yu Wei looked at Yan Tingsong, "After all, you bought this clinic from Shen Meiling."

"Speaking of which, if I hadn't forced you to treat Qing He, Shen Meiling wouldn't have made things difficult for you."

"Sometimes you don't need a reason to hate someone." Yu Wei said calmly, "Since I married Yan Wenzhou, she has never liked me."

Yan Tingsong's eyes fell on her, "Is it possible for you and Wenzhou to still be together?"

"Do you care whether we will be together?"

"As his father, of course I care."

Yu Wei laughed softly, "Mr. Yan's fatherly love seems to have come a little late. No one can predict the future with certainty."

Yan Tingsong laughed at himself, "You seem to have a big opinion against me."

"What can I say to you? You think too much."

Yan Tingsong looked at her deeply and said, "Actually, Wenzhou is not suitable for you. You are as good as you, and there should be no shortage of outstanding suitors around you. Why limit your sights to only one man?"

"I remember not long ago, Mr. Yan asked me if I needed help to get back together with Yan Wenzhou." Yu Wei looked at him coldly, "How long has it been, and you want me to focus on other things again?" On men?”

"Shen Meiling wants Wenzhou to marry the Qiao family." Yan Tingsong analyzed calmly, "She has always been ruthless and ruthless in order to achieve her own goals. I just don't want you to be harmed."

"Mr. Yan, only you know what your purpose is." Yu Wei said calmly, "But since you said so, I would like to thank you for your concern."

Song Qinghe slept for a while in the lounge. When he woke up, Yu Wei had already gone out.

Yan Tingsong carried her to the wheelchair, "Qinghe, do you really not want to recognize Yu Wei?"

"Tingsong, I didn't lie to you."

"We can take her abroad." Yan Tingsong held her hand, "Don't worry, I will treat her as my biological daughter."

"Weiwei has her family, friends, and career here. I can't be so selfish and take her away." Song Qinghe said firmly, "Tingsong, even if I can't marry you, I will not regret it in my life."

Yan Tingsong's eyes darkened a bit.

Yu Wei rushed to the entrance of the playground, and Yan Xiqian sent Hu Tianhao over. Hu Tianhao held Yu Wei's hand with excitement on his face.

Seeing him looking around, Yu Wei asked curiously: "Haohao, what are you looking for?"