Addiction sets in at night; even the abstinent older man has fallen for it.

Yang Guanghui keenly sensed the probing tone in the voice.

He wanted to see what Fu Zhenlong's purpose was. "It's alright, I work at a hospital."

Fu Zhenlong feigned excitement again, "Is it Nancheng People's Hospital?"

Yang Guanghui gave a faint "hmm".

Fu Zhenlong chuckled softly. "I happen to be recuperating in this hospital, but I've been there for over half a month. How come I haven't seen you?"

"I'm on vacation and have gone home," Yang Guanghui said, swirling his wine glass.

"When are you coming back to work? I absolutely have to treat you to a meal. It's such a coincidence that we never seem to run into each other," Fu Zhenlong said casually.

Yang Guanghui put down his wine glass, his smile sinister.

She was in such a hurry to see him.

It seems they want to confront Qin Dongyang about this.

He picked up a small fruit knife, his eyes blazing with murderous intent, his mind already rehearsing the scene of killing someone.

"I'll go back after the winter solstice."

Having received the exact date, Fu Zhenlong immediately agreed, "Then it's settled. Be sure to contact me when you get back, so we can have a good get-together. I can be discharged from the hospital in just half a month."

"There's something very important that I want to tell you in person."

Fearing that Yang Guanghui might not keep the appointment, he deliberately kept him in suspense.

"Okay!" Yang Guanghui played with the small knife. "Then you should take good care of your injury. I'll invite you to dinner when I get back."

If he wanted to scheme against him, he should first kidnap Qin Dongyang's daughter before going to the appointment.

He can make bombs. He can plant time bombs on Qin Dongyang's daughter. If Fu Zhenlong dares to make any rash moves against him, no one will know where Mu Tiantian is.

It just so happens that it can be made during this period.

It's convenient to operate in rural areas, and you don't have to worry about being discovered.

Make more, and while you're at it, kidnap Fu Zhenlong's son too, so that Fu Zhenlong can cover their retreat.

Let's bury a pair of mandarin ducks with him, so he won't be lonely on his journey to the underworld.

Fu Zhenlong felt that Yang Guanghui's quick agreement was a bit odd, but Yang Guanghui's visit gave him the opportunity to trick him into revealing the truth.

"That's settled then, Brother Yang. I won't bother you anymore, bye."

After hanging up Yang Guanghui's call, he said to Fu Zhengting, "A Shen, tell Mu Tiantian about this. Once we've decided on a place to eat, have her bring Qin Dongyang and hide there to listen to our conversation that day..."

Fu Zhengting didn't speak, looking uncomfortable.

Fu Zhenlong said confidently, "Ah Shen, don't worry, I will find a way to make Yang Guanghui tell the truth himself."

Even if it meant mutual destruction, he wanted Qin Dongyang to hear the truth.

Whether Qin Dongyang forgave him or not was one thing.

Having said what he needed to say, he smiled slightly at Fu Zhengting and turned to leave.

He was taken aback when he ran into Xiao Hailan outside the door.

Xiao Hailan glared fiercely at Fu Zhenlong.

All the hatred was in his eyes.

Fu Zhenlong was overwhelmed with guilt and could not look at her for long before leaving.

Xiao Hailan didn't have the courage to go in and face Fu Zhengting, so she put the packed food at the door and walked to the other side.

Fu Zhengting then noticed Xiao Hailan outside the door.

He desperately wanted to rush out and ask his mother why she was transferring her hatred onto him.

But then I felt it wasn't necessary.

Indifference is the best distance.

He withdrew his gaze with a cold expression.

Uncle Zhong glanced at the insulated lunchbox placed outside the door and sighed helplessly.

He still went and brought it in.

I opened the lid and took a sniff. "It smells so good."

"Ah Shen, wasting food is shameful. Since it's already been delivered, let's keep it. If you don't eat it, I will."

"Whatever."

Fu Zhengting glanced at it and lay down on the hospital bed.

My mood became heavy again.

Uncle Zhong also felt bad.

He reminded her, "Ah Shen, should we tell Tian Tian about Yang Guanghui's appointment after the Beginning of Winter?"

Fu Zhengting was no longer in the mood for conversation. He pulled the blanket over his head and said, "Please tell her for me."

"Okay, I won't disturb your rest any longer." Uncle Zhong carried the insulated lunchbox into the kitchen, took his phone, and went out.

Mu Tiantian was about to change her clothes and go downstairs when she received a message from Uncle Zhong. She was so excited that she dropped the clothes she was holding.

Fu Zhenlong arranged to meet Yang Guanghui!

Yang Guanghui kept his appointment!

Letting your own father hear the truth firsthand is far more convincing than any investigation.

She told Uncle Zhong to rest assured that she would definitely complete the mission.

However, the timing was causing her a lot of headaches.

After the start of winter, all the weddings had already taken place.

It would be better if it were done a day earlier.

There's no need to hold a wedding.

But advancing the date is impossible.

She'll have to find a way to delay it for a day or two.

She can pretend to be unwell, because her parents will definitely prioritize her health.

Even if they did hold a wedding and get a marriage certificate, they could still get a divorce.

In short, once the biological father knows the truth, everything will be fine.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside. She quickly deleted the chat history and exited Uncle Zhong's WeChat chat page. The next moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Miss, are you awake?"

It was the voice of the maid, Sister Liu.

"Get up, I'm changing my clothes."

Sister Liu hesitated to open the door and go inside. "That's good. Madam asked me to come up and wake you, in case you were still asleep. The guests will be here soon."

Mu Tiantian changed her clothes, opened the door, and went out.

The thought of seeing Jiang Hui and Qiu Yi soon made me feel wonderful.

Xia Guiying was brewing tea in the living room when she saw Mu Tiantian come downstairs. She poured her a cup of tea and handed it to her, saying, "It's cold. Drink some tea to warm your stomach."

Mu Tiantian took it, and a fragrant aroma of tea wafted into her nostrils—a very pleasant scent.

Mu Tiantian didn't know much about tea and didn't have the habit of drinking it, but she fell in love with the smell of this tea as soon as she smelled it.

"Your dad likes to drink tea. He says it can calm the mind," Xia Guiying revealed, wanting her daughter to know more about Qin Dongyang.

Mu Tiantian made a note of it, and then asked, "Does Dad have a habit of drinking tea?"

"Yes, your dad doesn't have any drinking buddies; they're all tea lovers. He's used to meeting up with friends for afternoon tea on weekends," Xia Guiying continued brewing tea.

She didn't like drinking it much at first, but she fell in love with it after being influenced by Qin Dongyang.

I always feel that a light flavor can help cleanse grease.

After each large meal, she likes to have a cup of tea to cleanse her palate.

Mu Tiantian's heart skipped a beat.

That's where we can start.

"Are you inviting friends over for drinks, or going to a bar?"

She asked the question very naturally.

Xia Guiying thought that Mu Tiantian really wanted to understand Qin Dongyang, and she was secretly overjoyed. She then told Mu Tiantian about Qin Dongyang's usual eating habits in one go.

Mu Tiantian remembered them all.

As Xia Guiying spoke, she felt thirsty, poured herself a cup of tea, blew on it to cool it down, took a sip, and then said, "There's a vegetarian restaurant near Hongfu Plaza that your dad really likes to eat at. He always invites his Buddhist friends to eat there on the first and fifteenth of the lunar month."

"I've never been to a vegetarian restaurant before. What should we call it when we go with Dad next time?" Mu Tiantian asked, trying to get information out of him.

The clearer the understanding, the better the arrangements.

First, decide where you want to go, then go to the site to see the environment design. In some places, the dining chairs are designed to be very high, so you can't see the person sitting next to you.