Captain Lu was aloof again today.

In the eyes of a six-year-old child, even with illness, the world is still colorful; how could they understand those dark laws?

Zhao Rong paused slightly, forcing a smile: "Dad is very busy with work and probably won't have time to come see An'an anymore, but An'an still has to be a good girl and not worry Dad, okay?"

Guo An'an nodded blankly and made a soft "hmm" sound.

She held the dirty plush puppy in her arms: "With the dog that Daddy gave me here, An'an will sleep peacefully."

Wei Qingsong and Lu Jingming watched quietly from the side without saying a word.

Who can say for sure which is more cruel, the truth or a lie?

Perhaps when she grows up, she will know the truth someday.

But as Guo Wenjin said, people need to live in order to have a future.

For Zhao Rong and Guo Wenjin, the fact that she can grow up safely and healthily is already a blessing, and they have no other concerns.

No matter what their reasons were, a crime is a crime. Although Wei Qingsong felt sympathy for the family of three, he could only sigh.

She reached out and gently patted An'an's head.

"Does An'an have any wishes?"

“Yes!” An’an tilted her head, thought for a moment, and counted on her fingers, “An’an has many, many wishes. I hope Daddy won’t always frown, Mommy won’t always cry secretly, I want to grow beautiful long hair, and play with other children.”

"And another thing, my dad's birthday is in a few days. I originally wanted to give him this painting so he would be happy to see it, but now it seems I can't give it to him on his birthday."

An'an hung her head in despair, clutching the painting to her chest like a precious treasure.

Wei Qingsong pondered for a moment, then opened her palm and said softly, "How about I take this painting to Dad for you?"

The little girl pondered for several seconds before slowly nodding: "An'an wants to give it to Daddy herself... but An'an trusts pretty big sister! Big sister, please remember to tell Daddy that An'an is being good and taking her medicine obediently, so Daddy won't worry!"

"it is good."

Wei Qingsong took the painting, his expression one of deep respect.

After putting An'an to sleep, the group left the ward.

Zhao Rong gently closed the door and bowed to the two of them, saying, "I'm sorry to have troubled you."

Wei Qingsong shook his head: "It's no trouble at all, just a small favor."

"I mean, he did that kind of thing and caused you trouble."

Wei Qingsong was slightly taken aback and was speechless for a moment.

After a moment of silence, Zhao Rong asked, "Will he be sentenced to death?"

Wei Qingsong turned to look at Lu Jingming.

He pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice, "He refuses to reveal his employer; otherwise, he should be able to get lenient treatment."

Zhao Rong sighed deeply: "Anyone who can do such a heinous thing must not be a good person. He probably didn't want to bring trouble to me and An'an, so he did this."

"It's silly, isn't it?" She gave a bitter laugh, seemingly mocking herself. "If I weren't desperate, I wouldn't use this kind of money. After An'an's surgery, I will donate all the remaining money."

After a long silence, Wei Qingsong couldn't bear it any longer and said, "If you encounter any difficulties in the future, you can contact me at any time, and I will do my best to help you."

"No need, thank you. From now on, I will educate An'an well. My daughter and I will live upright lives, do more good deeds and donate more money to atone for our child's father's sins."

……

After leaving the hospital, Wei Qingsong brought the painting to Guo Wenjin.

For the first time, a smile appeared on the tired and haggard man's face, followed by deep guilt and self-reproach.

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble, but since you understand my predicament, you should know that I won't say anything."

He earnestly advised, "The other party is a powerful figure who can control everything. Let's stop here and not investigate any further. This is for your own good." Wei Qingsong remained silent, staring at the painting in front of the man.

The sky was blue, the clouds were white, and under the sunlight, a family of three held hands, their faces beaming with smiles.

Children's world is simple and beautiful.

All she wanted to do was return the beautiful blue sky and white clouds to children like An'an, and the sunshine to the millions of ordinary people in the world.

She said calmly, "Big shots can easily buy lives with money, while ordinary people struggle to even survive. What kind of logic is that?"

"If this is what they call the rules, then I'll break them."

After saying that, Wei Qingsong turned and left.

Lu Jingming quickly followed, his brows furrowed with worry.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself, everything will be alright."

Sensing the heavy atmosphere, Wei Qingsong exhaled a breath of stale air and relaxed her expression: "I'm fine, it's just that so many things have happened in such a short time, I'm a little overwhelmed."

"Things in this world are truly unpredictable; no one can foresee what will happen in the next second."

Wei Qingsong was filled with emotion.

Just like Hua Rongchang, whose life was full of ups and downs, he came from the bottom, rose to the top, and then fell to the bottom.

Despite his meticulous planning, he died quietly in the end.

I wonder if he ever imagined such an end when he was enjoying all the glamour and extravagance.

Many images flashed through Wei Qingsong's mind.

Ye Chen, whose behavior is full of mystery; Wen Ye, who appears unrestrained but harbors deep obsessions; Shen Yutong, who carries a blood feud and has a tragic past; and Song Zhiyuan and Duan Wenlan, who both have secrets.

What they have experienced in their lives, and where they will end up, are all unknowns.

Fate is so mysterious and unpredictable.

Thinking of Duan Wenlan, Wei Qingsong quickly asked, "By the way, does Duan Wenlan have a younger sister? I've never heard you mention her."

Lu Jingming was also taken aback.

"I haven't heard of that either. As far as I know, Duan Wenlan is an only child."

"That's really strange." Wei Qingsong gasped, feeling increasingly uneasy as she thought about it, and repeated the information provided by Shen Fu.

Lu Jingming's usually stern brows furrowed slightly, his expression grave: "I will find an opportunity to investigate Zhao Wenlan's background again."

Lu Jinghuan and Duan Wenlan are now discussing marriage, but the other party is hiding even some details about himself.

He had a strained relationship with his family, but Lu Jinghuan had always clung to him since childhood, following him around and calling him "brother, brother."

He watched her grow from a tiny, soft little dumpling into a graceful young woman.

He said he didn't want to get involved in Lu Jinghuan's affairs, but as his blood-related older brother, he couldn't help but worry about him.

"Oh, right... there's something else." After a moment's consideration, Wei Qingsong told Lu Jingming about the Sunshine Home project.

The usually calm and reserved man unusually revealed emotions resembling panic.

His breathing was slightly rapid. He grasped her slender shoulder with his long hand, turned her around, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that she was safe and sound.

Why didn't you tell me right away?

"I was afraid you'd worry." Wei Qingsong reassured him by taking his hand and gently shaking it in a coquettish manner. "Besides, I'm fine, aren't I?"

"However, I can't stay at Sunshine Home anytime soon, so could I ask the wise and mighty Captain Lu to take me in for a while?"