“In the future, as long as you don’t get agitated and maintain a relaxed and happy mood, I believe that the chances of a sudden relapse like previously are almost zero.”
That’s right. This time, Old Mr. Rong had a heart attack and had high blood pressure. He laid in the intensive care unit for a long time and was observed carefully by the doctors.
Due to Rong Yan’s refusal to divorce Luo Anning, Old Mr. Rong was infuriated.
After Old Mr. Rong woke up, he used the excuse of having him return to Old Mr. Rong’s place for a meal to set him up with Mo Xiyan.
It was not that he could not refuse, but he could not joke about Old Mr. Rong’s life.
He would get rid of Mo Xiyan sooner or later, but he still needed some time.
Old Mr. Rong struggled to sit up and the family doctor hurriedly helped him up. Butler Zhang stuffed a pillow behind his waist, making him feel more comfortable.
“Rascal, I don’t have many years remaining. Can’t you fulfill my wish?”
Rong Yan looked down and said calmly, “If it weren’t because you’re my Grandpa, why would I be willing to comply? I still have a few decades to live. Can’t you fulfill my wish and make my life happier?”
“Hmph! At the end of the day, you still want to be together with Luo Anning!” Old Mr. Rong harrumphed and began panting heavily.
“Old Master, Old Master, don’t be angry. Take a deep breath! You can’t be angry!” Butler Zhang frantically patted his chest to calm him down.
Old Mr. Rong said with much difficulty, “Well… you rascal, you’re just… trying to anger me to death… I’ll just die then…”
Butler Zhang looked at Rong Yan pleadingly, “Young Master Rong, on account of Old Mr. Rong’s illness, please agree to it! Old Mr. Rong only has one wish. As his grandson, you should be filial instead of angering him!”
Rong Yan pursed his lips and clenched his fists tightly while staring at Old Mr. Rong who had barely calmed down.
After a long pause, he said calmly, “Rest well. I’ll get going first.”
“Look at this rascal, he’s been going against me ever since he got together with Luo Anning! He’s really evil…”
Old Mr. Rong’s angry and indignant words echoed from behind him, however, he was no longer in the mood to listen.
Upon sight of him, Mo Xiyan hurriedly stood up to welcome him. She timidly stopped two steps away from him and said, “Yan, the kitchen has already prepared dinner. Let’s eat now. Auntie should be hungry too.”
“Since when did the owner of Old Mr. Rong’s mansion change to you,” he said with a smirk.
He walked towards Jiang Peihua and said, “Mother, Anning is still waiting for me to go home. I’ll get going first.”
After saying goodbye, he turned around to leave.
Jiang Peihua glanced at Mo Xiyan and stood up slowly. “Rascal, wait.”
Rong Yan stopped in his tracks and turned around to look at his mother before asking, “Mother, is there anything else?”
“Of course there’s something else. Why else would I ask you to stop?” Jiang Peihua rolled her eyes and stared at him with a look of disdain.
“I can’t stand the sight of strangers. I think I’d better go home with you and have a meal with my son and daughter-in-law. That’s what makes my appetite better!”