Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated
“Don’t tell Ni Yang that I’m donating my liver to him.”
“What? Why not?” After Ni Yang recovered, Huo Mian wanted to tell Ni Yang that Xie Juan donated her liver to him. Perhaps it would touch him, and they might be able to work things out.
However, Huo Mian didn’t understand why Xie Juan asked her not to tell Ni Yang about this.
“Because I owe him too much… I don’t want him to forgive me because I donated an organ to him… As a mother, I haven’t done enough for him… You’re right, I was too selfish. They’re both my sons, so why did I only love Shuai Shuai? That’s unfair to Ni Yang… I used to be ignorant and was willing to hurt him and ask him for money… I am partially responsible for his depression.”
“Ms. Xie, don’t blame me for what I said that day… At the time I was really angry… Ni Yang and Shuai Shuai are both good kids… I really hope that you guys can live happily ever after and works things out as a family.”
“I know what you mean. You’re not related to us, but not only did you pay for Shuai Shuai’s surgery, moreover, you’re also trying to help reunite our family, asking for nothing in return. After careful consideration… I’ve decided to donate my liver to him first, cure his illness, and then slowly make things up for him.”
“Okay, I understand and will respect your wishes.”
Huo Mian was elated that Xie Juan was willing to help Ni Yang…
The truth was, she wasn’t confident that Xie Juan would agree to it.
After all, people were all selfish, and it was truly a lot to ask her to donate an organ to her estranged son.
Thankfully, she agreed…
“When you have time this afternoon, you can get a pre-op checkup. Ni Yang’s been hospitalized already, he’s staying in the VIP room on the top floor.”
“Okay.” Xie Juan nodded…
– Qin Manor –
Upon hearing that Mrs. Qin injured her ankle, Qin Yumin was worried and therefore flew back from Hawaii.
When he arrived home that night, he saw Song Yishi, who he hadn’t seen in years.
“Mr. Qin…” She smiled.
“Yishi?” Qin Yumin asked uncertainly.
“Yup, Mr. Qin… why didn’t you call beforehand that you were coming home?”
Song Yishi was making dumplings with the maid, her hands covered in flour.
Ever since she came back to the country, she barely went home; most of the time, she spent her days playing golf, shopping, playing mahjong, drinking tea, and arranging flowers with Mrs. Qin.
The good thing was Song Yishi had a good temper, so she wasn’t annoyed by Mrs. Qin’s constant nagging.
“Ah… it’s okay, the company sent a driver to pick me up. Where is she?”
“She’s applying a facemask upstairs, and she will be down in a second.”
“When did you come back? I think… I saw you last time when I went to Italy with your dad, It’s been 5 or 6 years, hasn’t it?” Qin Yumin exclaimed.
“Yeah… I was only in my early-20s back then, I was still young and innocent… Time sure passes by fast, but Mr. Qin, you’re still young and handsome like you used to be.” Song Yishi smiled cutely.
“You sure know how to flatter me…” Qin Yumin laughed.
“Mrs. Qin’s been talking about you, she’s going to be exhilarated that you’re back…” Song Yishi said with a smile on her face.
As soon as she finished her sentence, Mrs. Qin came downstairs in a nightgown…
“Hey, look who’s here? Sir, are you lost? Is this your home, huh?” Mrs. Qin said sourly.
“How old are you? Is it fun to bicker all the time?” Qin Yumin asked helplessly.
