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Lin Qingchen who spent the whole night hanging out was finally willing to go home.

Lin Aiwan was on the sofa in the living room applying a facial mask while brushing Taobao. When she saw Lin Qingchen came back, she calmly told Lin Qingchen, "Our family treasure is back. The hospital notified that your father seems to be seriously ill. This morning Passed out, we will go and see him later."

Lin Qingchen stopped, "Why are you going to see him, isn't Bai Yueguang going to the hospital to see him?"

"My heart hasn't appeared since he was hospitalized." Lin Aiwan sneered, "It's really pitiful. Look at how comfortable my old lady is. What kind of bloody love does she want?"

"Although that dog isn't worth our visit, at least it's for show." Lin Aiwan took it as a reward for keeping her in Zhou's house for so many years, feeding her and raising her son.

Lin Qingchen also felt that what his mother said made sense. Fortunately, his mother only had money and him in her heart, otherwise her life would definitely be worse than Zhou Suzhi.

"Okay, I'll go and see him later, anyway, I don't have much life, so if I look at him a few more times, I'm a poor man."

Lin Aiwan and Lin Qingchen had already entered the ward, and they saw what they thought were elegantly dressed women, Zhou Su's face was energetic and vaguely happy, unlike the appearance of being informed by the hospital that his condition had worsened early in the morning.

Lin Qingchen had to lament how great the power of love is, maybe Zhou Suzhi could crawl back out of the coffin several times after seeing Su Sumin.

She has such a good temperament even when she is old, she really is a beautiful woman, no wonder the two men Zhou Suzhi and Zhao Mingcheng are so fascinated by her.

Lin Aiwan was surprised, and finally saw Zhou Suzhi's Bai Yueguang appearing in his ward.

Lin Qingchen clearly saw the disgust of being disturbed in Zhou Suzhi's eyes, Lin Qingchen rolled her eyes in her heart, silently counting down the time for Zhou Suzhi's life.

Although Lin Aiwan is a vulgar woman, she will not do any hysterical feats such as tearing up the "little three" with her hands.It's just ignoring Su Sumin.

Lin Qingchen calmly called Su Sumin "Auntie".

Su Sumin nodded and looked at Lin Qingchen, "You are Suzhi's son Lin Qingchen."

Lin Qingchen smiled slightly, "Yes, Auntie."

Zhou Suzhi frowned in displeasure, as if seeing dirty garbage.

"Let's chat with the three of you as a family. It's time for me to leave, so I won't bother you." Su Sumin picked up the bag on the chair and walked out of the ward.

Then the atmosphere in the ward can be imagined, it became depressed and dull, Zhou Suzhi's mood became a little angry, although he didn't show it, anyone with a discerning eye could see it.

Lin Aiwan was about to sit down, and pretended to say a few daily words to him, when Zhou Suzhi gave the mother and son the order to drive them away, "Go back, I'm tired too, and I need to rest."

Lin Qingchen immediately lifted her foot and walked out, wishing she could.

Lin Aiwan also moved swiftly, carrying a bag worth tens of thousands of dollars, and walked out of the ward flamboyantly.

"Baby, let's go home, mom will make soup for you, you are the only one in this world who has this kind of food, that dog will never have a chance in his life."

"My mother is so kind, virtuous and beautiful, and the most important thing is that she can cook good soup. You see my son, I was raised by you to be juicy and handsome." Lin Qingchen held Lin Aiwan's arm and flattered her.

"Mom is your only son, of course I want to raise you handsome and clean." She wished she could give her precious son the best things in the world.

Lin Aiwan's bad mood was wiped away by her son's few words.

"Mom, where have you been?" Su Wuqi asked.

Su Sumin said calmly, "Go and see Zhou Suzhi."

There was no emotion in Su Wuqi's eyes, and at this moment, it seemed that their mother and son had similar auras.

After Su Sumin changed her shoes, she turned to him and said, "Go and see him when you have time. After all, he gave us everything. When he dies, those wills will become legally effective, and those inheritances will belong to you." gone."

Su Sumin stared at Su Wuqi indifferently, "These are also good for you."

Su Wuqi didn't say a word, his eyelids drooped.

He felt that Zhou Suzhi was being sentimental.

"Did you hear that?" Su Sumin's voice became a little tougher.

Su Wuqi nodded calmly.

But the fundus is uncompromising.

"By the way, I heard that his son is also in the same school as you. Have you met? I also heard that he has bad conduct and always does things that violate regulations and disciplines, which makes the school leaders very headache."

Su Wuqi replied truthfully: "I've met you a few times."

"Well. Be careful, after all, he is very qualified to inherit everything from Zhou Suzhi, but if Zhou Suzhi doesn't give it to him, he will inevitably resent you, and maybe he will find a way to deal with you in the future."

Su Wuqi was silent, he didn't really want to talk about it.

On Sunday, Lin Qingchen made earth-shattering noises in the kitchen at home, and Lin Aiwan, who was taking a nap, got up from the bed in fright, and hurried downstairs to see what was going on.

There was a puff of pale smoke rising from the kitchen, when she heard Lin Qingchen coughing, she rushed in immediately.

"Baby! What's the matter with you? Is there anything wrong?"

Lin Qingchen coughed until tears hung on her eyelashes, and quickly waved her hands, "Mom, I'm fine, I'm just choked by the smoke, cough cough—"

Lin Aiwan quickly patted him on the back to comfort him, "Just tell mom what you want to eat, and mom will make it for you."

"It's okay, I made it for others to eat, anyway, it's almost ready."

Lin Qingchen was actually a little embarrassed, he always cooks like this, and eight out of ten times he would definitely make an earth-shattering noise.

But he is very talented in cooking, and the food he makes is not unpalatable.

It's just an exaggerated scene.

Today, he was mainly on a whim, and wanted to find Su Wuqi, and get him some nourishing soup and stir-fry.

Lin Aiwan was a little curious, "Who is this food for, with such care? Could it be my future daughter-in-law?"

The corner of Lin Qingchen's mouth twitched, "That's right."

"Hahahaha, my son is so good, you guys slowly fall in love, mother will not interfere with you, as long as it is what my son likes, I will like it."

Lin Aiwan was so proud, their son was really promising, so attractive, so outstanding, she would have a daughter-in-law so soon, maybe a year later he would even become a grandma.

Lin Qingchen smiled slightly, and when it came to talking about love, they all went straight to it.

Simple and crude.

Su Wuqi sat for a day, and when he stood up to stretch his muscles and bones, he happened to see Lin Qingchen walking in with an insulated box in his hand.

"Little brother, Brother Yi came to see you. I personally made a loving lunch." Lin Qingchen put the food box down on the table under Su Wuqi's gaze, with a somewhat smug expression on his face.

Su Wuqi's brows tightened. He didn't trust the rich young master's cooking skills. He knew that this man could only eat, sleep, and fight.

"Can you eat?"

"Why can't you eat it? This is a good thing. I fried a rice cooker today to stew this thing."

Su Wuqi's brows became tighter, and after a glance, there was an unknown bird in the soup, "What kind of good thing is this?"

Lin Qingchen chuckled, "Stewed pigeon soup, nourishing the kidneys and strengthening the yang."