Accusations of not wanting to marry: The prosecutor pressed him relentlessly.

Yun Qiao was at a loss. Rong Qian was like an older brother to Jiang Chengyun. He was much older than her. She had accompanied Jiang Chengyun to his club many times before and they were quite familiar with each other. But now, she felt awkward meeting him.

"My family member isn't feeling well. You're busy, I won't bother you any longer." Yun Qiao walked towards the billing counter of the international inpatient department. Rong Qian watched her stand there for a long time, as if she was negotiating something with someone. He called the nanny and driver over, let the child get in the car first, and then went inside himself.

Yun Qiao wanted to stay in the international ward first so as not to delay her chemotherapy, and then transfer to a regular ward. She spent a long time communicating there, and Rong Qian was standing behind her without her noticing.

But Rong Qian had already guessed most of it. He reached out and took the medical record from Yun Qiao's hand: "Give it to me, I'll make the arrangements."

Yun Qiao was clearly resistant, clutching the medical record tightly in one hand, unwilling to let go: "No need, Brother Qian, I've already discussed it."

"I have a relative who works at this hospital. Just tell me what you want and I'll take care of it for you. We're friends, so there's no need to be so formal. It's not nice to be all fussy here. It's just a small matter."

Yun Qiao released her grip: "I want to stay in a regular ward so my mother can have chemotherapy as soon as possible, but there are no beds available. I don't know how long we'll have to wait. The fees at the international department are a bit too expensive."

"Okay, I'll make a call. If that doesn't work, can you get me an extra bed?"

"Yes, yes, thank you, Brother Qian."

The formalities were completed in just twenty minutes. Rong Qian didn't pay Yun Qiao's hospital fees out of his own pocket. Helping her was just a casual thing for him, but he didn't want to get involved in Jiang Chengyun's matter.

He said hello and then left.

Yun Qiao breathed a sigh of relief; her mother's situation was finally settled. She was in a regular ward, and Rong Qian had even made a special call to the attending physician, saying that a distant relative of his was being treated and asking for special consideration. It was from the doctor that she learned that Rong Qian's uncle was the head of Beicheng Hospital.

After the Spring Festival, Mu Wangbei left early and returned late every day, and even worked overtime in the hall on weekends, working day and night.

Although the department is short-staffed and quite busy, and working overtime is common when dealing with major cases, it shouldn't be this hectic. Besides, a batch of cases that were supposed to be closed before the Spring Festival have already been closed, and the deputy director can't stand it anymore.

For the past month or so, he's been leaving get off work late. When he leaves, Mu Wangbei hasn't left yet, and when he arrives at work, Mu Wangbei has already arrived. The deputy director couldn't help but mention it briefly: "Wangbei, you can't keep working overtime like this. Although I'm very pleased with your attitude towards work, your girlfriend might have something to say about it."

Everyone in the hall knew he had a girlfriend, but no one knew he had already broken up with her.

Mu Wangbei swallowed his anger and said nothing.

Mu Sheng hadn't seen his grandson since the Spring Festival holiday ended. Taking advantage of Mu Huai's annual important meeting, he specially called his grandson and asked him to come back to the Xishan Villa so the family could have a meal together.

While Mu Wangbei was playing chess with the old man, Chen Lai said to her husband, "Haven't you noticed that Wangbei is acting strange? He hasn't said a word since this morning."

Mu Huai: "Really?"

"When Dad spoke to him, he just grunted a couple of times. He and that girl from the Tang family, right?"

Mu Huai shook his head: "I don't know, what did Dad say?"

"Dad calls him every weekend, but he's always working overtime. I wanted to ask him, but Dad wouldn't let me."

"The old man knows what he's doing, so we don't need to worry. He's a grown man; if he's separated, he's separated. It's not a big deal. Take some time to talk to Dad and ask him to make some arrangements for him. Maybe things will get better."

The aunt specially made sweet and sour pork ribs and squirrel-shaped mandarin fish for lunch. Mu Sheng is too old to eat sweets. During the Spring Festival, Mu Wangbei specifically told the aunt that he wanted to eat them. This morning, the old man even reminded her to remember to make these two dishes. However, at lunch, Mu Wangbei didn't touch a single bite.

The old man was also a little puzzled: "Wangbei, don't you like this? Did Auntie not make it well today?"

Mu Wangbei stared at the sweet and sour pork ribs for a few seconds, then put down his chopsticks: "I'm cutting back on sugar lately, so I don't really want to eat anything sweet."

Chen Lai put down her chopsticks, looking at her with concern: "I've looked at your annual medical check-up reports. Your blood sugar is fine. What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

For more than a month, he didn't want to stop for a moment. He even dug out all the old files in the hall, but he still felt uncomfortable.

Especially at night, when you open the closet, her pajamas and many clothes he bought for her are still there. Fang Youxi didn't take any of them; they're hanging there naked, which is really annoying.

I wanted to throw it all away, but I couldn't bear to. So I moved everything to the second bedroom and locked the door from the inside.

When they lived together, Fang Youxi bought all sorts of odds and ends, and the house was full of them.

Mu Wangbei spent four hours one day searching out all her hair ties, skincare products, cups, her favorite plates, and her favorite snacks. He put them all in a cardboard box and was about to throw them into the second bedroom when he discovered that the key to the second bedroom was missing. He called a locksmith to come and change the lock in the middle of the night, and he didn't fall asleep until 3 a.m. that night.

What should have been kept was left behind; even though it was already on his wrist, he still took it away. What shouldn't have been kept was everywhere.

Now, seeing the two dishes on the table, Mu Wangbei closed his eyes and thought back to the past.

He used to dislike sweets, but Fang Youxi would feed him a candy every few days. Sure enough, eating sweets made him feel better.

During the Spring Festival, he sent her a WeChat message asking what she was doing. Fang Youxi sent him a photo, saying that her family had made sweet and sour pork ribs and squirrel-shaped mandarin fish that day, and that they tasted good.

That day he went to the kitchen and asked the housekeeper to make something especially for him, because he suddenly really wanted to eat it.

Now, it's all turned into a stone stuck in my heart.

Mu Wangbei glanced at his grandfather, composed himself, and said, "Fang Youxi has moved out of my place, and she's even taking the bracelet she gave me back with her. She laughed and said that her novelty would only last for six months at most, so she didn't want to continue. When she left, she didn't take anything with her. She even returned the only watch I gave her. I thought we would argue, but before I could say anything, she admitted her mistake, saying it was her fault and that she would try to avoid seeing me in the future. We were fine before the Spring Festival, but after just one Spring Festival, she got bored."

A silence fell over the dining table. Mu Huai frowned, his face serious, and he didn't say a word. Chen Lai's expression was even more unpleasant.

"We were together for seven months. She never spent any of my money, and she wasn't short of money. She unilaterally ended the relationship."

The old man just smiled faintly: "Are you blaming your grandfather?"

"I wouldn't dare."

Mu Sheng instructed the nanny to remove the two dishes and slowly said to his grandson, "Dr. Liu often says that reducing sugar intake can effectively protect cardiovascular health. Young people, it's not a bad thing to control your sugar intake appropriately. Alright, let's eat."

"I'm full. I still have some work to finish in the living room. Grandpa, Mom and Dad, please take your time eating. I'll be going now."

Mu Wangbei got up, grabbed his car keys, put on his coat, and walked out the door with a desolate air.

Mu Sheng rubbed his temples. That girl from the Tang family was really difficult to deal with. Why did she have to provoke his grandson if she wasn't going to get married? He didn't understand how she could have fallen for him so quickly after only a few months of dating.