Pei Jue placed the chess piece back on the board and turned to leave the hospital room.
The moment he stepped out, he ran into a flustered Chen Jianhong.
“Uncle Chen, here for a consultation?”
Chen Jianhong wiped the sweat from his forehead upon seeing Pei Jue. “President Pei, I got a call saying that the prescriptions I wrote for the old gentlemen were tampered with, and a patient died from postoperative complications triggered by the altered prescriptions. I came specifically to check on it.”
He looked around left and right but couldn’t find the person he was looking for.
Pei Jue noticed this and raised an eyebrow. “Uncle Chen, are you meeting someone?”
Chen Jianhong said with frustration, “Ah, I mentioned to you before, President Pei, that I’d taken a liking to a medical genius and planned to have her join my laboratory. Looks like I arrived too late—she’s already gone.”
“Anyone you’d call a genius, Uncle Chen, must be truly remarkable.”
Chen Jianhong knew he wouldn’t find her and let out a sigh.
“If you’d been willing to study medicine back then, you’d have been a genius too. What a pity—all you ever had eyes for was making money.”
Pei Jue smiled but said nothing.
…
As she walked out of the hospital, the driver Old Zhou had already washed the car and was waiting respectfully for Qing Wu.
“Miss, did you see the old marshal?”
Qing Wu nodded and got into the car.
Now that the car was cleaned, she could confirm it was a vehicle specially supplied to the political and military districts.
The body was fitted with bulletproof equipment. Based on the reports she’d obtained during her research and the attitude those people had shown toward Elder Shen earlier, it wasn’t hard to guess the identity of her grandfather.
A family like this had nothing to do with the poverty Lin Jingsheng had talked about.
Perhaps their status was special, so they kept a particularly low profile?
As for those people who tried to kill Elder Shen today, she wouldn’t let them off either.
Old Zhou chuckled. “The old marshal has been talking about you for a long time. Master Shen and his wife just called—they’re already waiting for you at home!”
Qing Wu nodded.
She now knew that her new home wasn’t the poor place Lin Jingsheng had described.
Even with that mental preparation, Qing Wu was still a bit stunned when Old Zhou drove the car directly into Zhongchen Shengshi, the most expensive residential complex in the capital.
Qing Wu: “…”
One should know that even the smallest flat in Zhongchen Shengshi could buy five of the Lin family villas!
Not to mention that Old Zhou had parked in the villa district of Zhongchen Shengshi!
The villa district surrounded the crown jewel of the complex like stars around the moon.
“Miss, we’re home.”
Qing Wu looked at the grand villa before her and the garden spanning over three hundred square meters, somewhat surprised.
A garden of three hundred square meters might not be much—but this was the capital!
At the villa entrance, Shen Dongli and Zuo Wanjun were already waiting at the door.
The moment Qing Wu stepped out of the car, the streamers in the couple’s hands flew into the air.
Behind them, a large group of servants held flowers as streamers danced and rained down all over Qing Wu, like a grand celebration.
They shouted in unison: “Welcome home, Miss!”
Qing Wu: “…”
What kind of spectacle was this?
Old Zhou watched the Shen couple, relieved that they hadn’t treated the young miss poorly just because she’d been away for so many years. He drove off to report back to the old marshal.
Qing Wu was covered in strips of flying streamers.
Shen Dongli and Zuo Wanjun rushed forward in a flash, each grabbing one of Qing Wu’s hands.
Zuo Wanjun pulled her into a hug directly.
“Sweetheart! You’re finally back! Mom missed you so much that I could only eat three meals a day, one afternoon tea, and one midnight snack!”
Qing Wu: “…”
So she hadn’t skipped a single meal.
This embrace was very warm.
In her memory, Qian Yuechang had never held her like this, but from a young age, she had often seen Qian Yuechang holding Lin Xuecheng in her arms to comfort her.
Qing Wu had originally thought that mothers were just like that.
It turned out that a mother’s embrace was this gentle, this warm, like spring itself.
Only after Zuo Wanjun had cried her fill did she pull back to take a good look at Qing Wu.
Qing Wu’s face resembled hers somewhat, her skin fair and tender like a peeled egg, standing prettily before her.
Seeing how well her daughter had grown, how beautiful she was, Zuo Wanjun’s tears, which she had just managed to stop, threatened to fall again.
Holding her daughter, she only now realized how thin this child was!
Nearly 1.7 meters tall, yet holding her felt like holding a bamboo pole. She didn’t know how the Lin family had raised their children, to have turned her daughter into this.
Old Zhou had said on the phone that the Lin family was very poor, the whole family living in a small house, without even a separate room for the nanny.
“You’ve had a hard time, sweetheart. You’re home now, that’s what matters. From now on, Mom will protect you!”
Shen Dongli, not wanting to be outdone, nodded repeatedly on the side: “That’s right, that’s right. Our family may not be one of great wealth and status, but we can still make sure you eat well, dress warmly, and have whatever you want!”
Qing Wu looked at the row of luxury cars parked on the lawn behind Shen Dongli: “…”
Shen Dongli followed her gaze, then slapped his forehead.
“Ah! Little Wu must like gardens, right? Our garden is a bit small, but Dad will buy you a French castle and estate right away, so you can go there for vacations!”
Zuo Wanjun pulled Qing Wu toward the villa, asking cautiously, “Sweetheart, do you prefer a French estate or an Italian one? A royal one works too, though it’s a bit more troublesome—we’d have to kick them out first.”
Qing Wu: “…”
The royals were living perfectly fine in their own homes, and this couple was talking about kicking them out with just one sentence?
“No need, anywhere is fine. I don’t want to go abroad for now.”
The couple immediately nodded: “Alright, alright, then we’ll buy you one domestically. Mom has a two-thousand-acre garden in Shangri-La, and it’ll be Little Wu’s from now on.”
Inside the villa was resplendent and magnificent. The floor tiles were from a certain blue-blooded luxury brand costing a hundred thousand yuan per square meter, the trash can was a quota item obtained after spending two hundred million at a famous luxury brand, the chandelier on the ceiling was worth sixty million, and priceless antiques and master-level collections were everywhere…
The jadeite bracelet on Zuo Wanjun’s wrist was an imperial-grade jadeite that had fetched an astronomical six hundred million at an international auction last month.
This set of jadeite had been cut by the King of Gambling Stones himself, revealing flawless, top-grade jadeite from an unremarkable-looking rough stone. The complete set included a necklace, earrings, bangles, and a bead bracelet, each piece being exceptional.
Previously, it had been fiercely contested by many wealthy merchants at the auction, with a final transaction price of six hundred and seventy-eight million.
Unexpectedly, it had been the Shen family who had won it at auction.
Zuo Wanjun noticed Qing Wu’s gaze: “Sweetheart, do you like this jadeite bracelet? It’ll be yours from now on!”
Qing Wu watched as Zuo Wanjun was about to take it off and put it on her, and stopped her: “No, I prefer amethyst.”
Her age didn’t match this kind of imperial-grade jadeite. Zuo Wanjun was gentle and beautiful, with dignified and graceful bearing—such jadeite suited her perfectly.
Most importantly, thinking that eighty percent of the six hundred million from auctioning this jadeite set had gone into her own pocket, Qing Wu suddenly felt a bit speechless…
The nanny nearby curled her lips.
This jadeite set was what Miss Yu Rou liked. She had asked Madam for it several times, but Madam never agreed to give it to her. This country bumpkin really didn’t know what was valuable.
What was amethyst worth? They were just glass beads.
Zuo Wanjun immediately agreed: “Amethyst is great! It’s spiritual. There’s a set of lavender jadeite with nice water quality in Mom’s room—I’ll have it sent over to you tonight!”
Qing Wu was overwhelmed with mixed emotions: “…Purple Cloud Fairy?”
Zuo Wanjun beamed with joy: “Yes, yes! Xiao Wu knows about Purple Cloud Fairy too! It’s so beautiful, and it’s yours from now on!”
Qing Wu: “…”
She suddenly wanted to know how much of the stone that the King of Gambling Stones had unearthed had actually ended up in the pockets of the Shen couple.
Shen Dongli pulled Qing Wu over to sit in the living room.
“Your room has already been tidied up. If you don’t like it, Mom and Dad will switch you to another one. We originally wanted to give you our room, but then we saw that the furniture was all old!”
Zuo Wanjun handed over a large pile of snacks: “Sweetheart, eat more. Look how skinny you are. Did the Lin family treat you well? Did they not feed you?”
Although the Lin couple had been indifferent to her, they did still give her meals.
Qing Wu looked at the bowl of soup in her hands. It looked like ordinary cabbage soup, but it was actually the classic state banquet dish “Boiled Cabbage,” with a broth base worth five figures.
What was even more precious was that it required inviting a state banquet chef—this wasn’t something money alone could accomplish.