The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

Chapter 653: Continue to investigate who went to the hospital

Shen Qing and Zhang Wenwen stayed for a while and were about to go back.

Shen Qing looked at Yan Bei, "Yan Bei, Wenwen and I will go back first. I still have to pick up An An and Kang Kang in the evening."

"Okay, go back. You are not needed here."

"Yeah! I'm waiting here for Yang Jian to investigate this matter."

Shen Qing nodded, then walked out of the ward with Zhang Wenwen.

After getting in the car, Shen Qing looked at Zhang Wenwen, "Where are you going, Wenwen? I'll take you there."

"No need, cousin. I can just take a taxi back."

"Okay then! I just happen to have some work to do at the company."

"Yeah, you go first, cousin. I'll take a taxi back in a while."

"Well, be careful on the road. I'll be leaving first. Bye."

After Shen Qing drove away.

Zhang Wenwen took a taxi back to Shen Xuemei's place.

……

Shen Xuemei was very happy to see Zhang Wenwen.

"Wenwen, you're back!"

"Uh-huh."

"Wenwen, why did you think of coming back today? Where's Xiaopeng? Didn't he come back with you?"

"No, he's very busy."

Shen Xuemei continued to look at Zhang Wenwen, "Why do you smell like disinfectant? Where have you been?"

"I just went to the hospital."

"Go to the hospital? What's wrong with you?" Shen Xuemei asked worriedly.

Zhang Wenwen hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath and said, "Mom, I'm fine. It's just that Liu Xiaopeng's father is in the hospital. I just went to the hospital with my cousin to see him."

Shen Xuemei paused, looked up, and looked up, her eyes full of surprise: "What happened? Why are you in the hospital when you're fine? Is it serious?"

Zhang Wenwen sighed helplessly, her eyes filled with worry: "I don't know, but she hasn't woken up yet."

Shen Xuemei put down the food in her hand, reached out and patted Zhang Wenwen's hand, and comforted her, "Don't worry, medicine is so advanced now, there will always be a way. You must be worrying about your child. What about Liu Xiaopeng, how is he now?"

Zhang Wenwen curled her lips and said, "I hired a caregiver for his father. Xiaopeng is busy at the company. But he must be in a bad mood."

Shen Xuemei also spoke with melancholy, "You should also comfort Xiaopeng more about this matter."

"I know, Mom, don't worry!"

Shen Xuemei continued to pick vegetables. "Let's eat here tonight! Mom will make you your favorite food."

"Mom, no, I'll be back soon and I have to pick up Yangyang from school!"

Shen Xuemei sighed, "Okay then! Picking up the child is more important."

"Yeah." Zhang Wenwen nodded. "By the way, Mom, you haven't been to your uncle's house for a long time."

"Yes!"

"I think we were wrong before, but you and your uncle are relatives and we can't distance ourselves from each other," said Zhang Wenwen.

"I know. I just disgusted my uncle and aunt."

"Mom, no, my uncle and aunt are not that kind of people. If they were, they wouldn't forgive us."

Shen Xuemei nodded. "Okay, I'll go there in a couple of days."

"Yeah. With the relationship between my cousin and I now, our two families will become closer and closer in the future."

"Okay." Shen Xuemei smiled.

……

Zhang Wenwen chatted with Shen Xuemei for a while and then prepared to leave.

"Mom, I'll go first. Yangyang should be out of school soon."

"Okay! Go!"

After Zhang Wenwen left, she took a taxi straight to the kindergarten.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on Shen Qing, casting a soft glow on her already delicate features. She stood at the kindergarten entrance, her eyes filled with anticipation and a subtle hint of nervousness.

It's time for school to end.

Zhang Wenwen gently stroked the hem of her skirt, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself. From behind the kindergarten's iron gates, the children's laughter and chatter continued to drift in, like a string of melodious notes. She craned her neck, peering through the crack in the iron gate, trying to find the tiny figure.

Finally, the iron gate slowly opened, and the children rushed out, chirping like a flock of happy little sparrows. Zhang Wenwen's eyes eagerly shuttled through the crowd, and when she saw Yangyang's chubby little face, the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled up.

Yangyang was wearing a blue T-shirt and black shorts, carrying a cute little schoolbag, and was jumping around and talking to his friends.

Zhang Wenwen walked quickly forward and called softly, "Yangyang." Yangyang turned around and saw Zhang Wenwen. His eyes widened slightly, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. Zhang Wenwen squatted down, stretched out his hand and said, "Yangyang, I'm here to pick you up."

Yangyang happily ran straight to Zhang Wenwen.

"Wenwen's mother."

Hearing these words, a smile instantly appeared on Zhang Wenwen's face.

Zhang Wenwen gently held Yangyang's hand. Her hand was soft and warm. "Yangyang, did you have a good time in kindergarten today?"

Zhang Wenwen asked gently. Yangyang nodded and whispered, "I drew a picture today. I drew you, my dad, and me."

Zhang Wenwen said in surprise: "That's amazing. Can you show it to me when we get home?" Yangyang nodded again, and the strangeness in his eyes gradually disappeared, and there was a little more intimacy.

They walked hand in hand slowly on the way home. The flowers on the roadside swayed gently in the breeze, as if applauding their warm moment.

Zhang Wenwen bent down from time to time to tidy up Yangyang's hair, which was messed up by the wind. Yangyang raised his head from time to time and smiled brightly at Shen Qing, his laughter as clear as a silver bell.

The sunlight gradually became gentle and quiet, and the figures of Zhang Wenwen and Yangyang were stretched out. In this warm afterglow, they walked towards home and started their warm time.

. . . . . .

the other side.

Yan Bei, who was in the ward, saw Yang Jian suddenly walk in.

He looked directly at Yang Jian and asked, "What's going on?"

"Young Master Yan, I saw on the surveillance footage that a man did come to the chairman's ward. But he was wearing a hat, so his face couldn't be seen at all. It's hard to tell what he looks like. He's about 1.7 meters tall, and a little overweight. Further investigation is needed to find out who that man is."

Yan Bei's expression was solemn. "Could it be that someone really came to my father's ward? Who could it be? He was in the ward for only ten minutes. What did he say to my father?"

Yang Jian said, "Young Master Yan, let's continue our investigation! Find out who the person who came in to see the chairman is."

Yan Bei was silent for a moment, "Yeah, let's continue investigating!"

"Okay, I'll continue investigating now."

"Uh-huh!"