Tang Yanqi walked to Sheng Jianan’s side, standing obediently without saying much. Although Sheng Jianan’s face showed no expression, Tang Yanqi could tell that his mood was terrible at the moment. His relationship with Grandpa was the best, and Grandpa’s illness had always been the most important thing on Sheng Jianan’s mind.
Tang Yanqi didn’t speak; she also didn’t know what she could say, so she just stood quietly, accompanying him.
Though she knew, Sheng Jianan didn’t really need her company.
Tang Yanqi really wanted to ask how Grandpa was doing and whether it was serious, but when the words were about to come out, she swallowed them back down. She was already late, which was quite impolite, and if she were to add salt to the wound, that would be even worse.
After standing at the door for a long time, a young nurse came out from the observation room: "Mr. Sheng, the old gentleman is awake."
Tang Yanqi felt a weight lift off her heart. If it were really serious, he wouldn’t have come out of the operating room so quickly; if it were really serious, he wouldn’t have woken up so soon. The fact that he was awake now indicated that the situation was optimistic.
Sheng Jianan turned and went inside; not too many people could enter the observation room, so naturally, only Sheng Jianan went in. Tang Yanqi stood at the door, looking at the tightly closed entrance, when suddenly someone patted her shoulder.
"Come with me for a moment."
Mrs. Sheng’s face didn’t look good, not like her previous gentle demeanor. Tang Yanqi followed behind her into the safety corridor. Mrs. Sheng crossed her arms in front of her chest, her eyes carrying some disdain, looking at Tang Yanqi with a domineering air: "Yanqi, you were chosen as the granddaughter-in-law by Jianan’s Grandpa. We haven’t had a good talk since, but today, taking this opportunity, I want to make things clear to you. In the Sheng Family, only the old gentleman likes you. His health is poor, and Jianan is filial, so naturally, he goes along with him. But as Jianan’s mother, I know what my own son is thinking very well. Jianan doesn’t like you, and neither do I. You aren’t suitable for Jianan, nor for the Sheng Family." This update is available on novelFɪre.net
Tang Yanqi had long sensed that Sheng Jianan’s mother didn’t like her, even though she hadn’t shown it before, but Tang Yanqi was very perceptive and had felt it early on.
She just hadn’t expected Mrs. Sheng would so openly say it now.
Tang Yanqi’s hands clenched into fists, yet her face remained calm as she listened.
"Yanqi, don’t blame me for speaking harshly. If it weren’t for the old gentleman’s interference, Jianan wouldn’t have married you. As long as you know your place and understand your identity, the Sheng Family won’t treat you unfairly. As long as the old gentleman is alive, you are Young Madam Sheng. But once the old gentleman is gone, I don’t want you to cause trouble for Jianan."
From start to finish, Tang Yanqi listened to Mrs. Sheng’s words without uttering a single word. It wasn’t until the end, when Mrs. Sheng finished speaking and her gaze was fixed directly on her, seeming as if she wanted her to express her stance, that Tang Yanqi finally spoke softly: "Don’t worry, I understand."
The two of them walked out of the safety corridor, and as soon as they turned, they saw Sheng Jianan with one hand in his pants pocket. Mrs. Sheng flashed a moment of awkwardness, while Tang Yanqi remained calm as usual.
Tang Yanqi didn’t know if Sheng Jianan had heard their conversation, but even if he did, it didn’t matter. After all, these words had already been made clear on their wedding night.
Sheng Jianan’s gaze lingered on Mrs. Sheng’s face for two seconds before looking at Tang Yanqi, reaching out to pull her: "Grandpa wants to see you."