Chapter 1160: Chapter 1160: Yin Mo Hospitalized
On the other side, Xia Siyu came to her brother Xia Siming’s office. After knocking, she heard his low, displeased voice, "Come in."
"Brother."
Xia Siming saw her leisurely pushing the door open and pursed his lips, "How long have you been back?"
Xia Siyu pulled a chair to sit down, "Three or four days."
"So, you’re hanging around with Yun Lih again?" Xia Siming put down his pen, frowning with dissatisfaction.
Xia Siyu earnestly rebutted, "We’re not just hanging around."
Upon hearing this, her brother’s face slightly improved, only to hear her add, "We’re in a serious relationship."
A deathly silence spread through the office.
Xia Siming turned sideways, "What? Say that again?"
"He’s my boyfriend, your future brother-in-law."
"Nonsense!" Xia Siming slammed the table, "Who agreed to him being my brother-in-law? Did you forget how he..."
Xia Siyu casually interrupted him, "Brother, do you really like Lu Jingan that much?"
"What’s wrong with him? Polite and reliable, in my view, he’s a hundred times better than Yun Lih."
Xia Siyu tilted her head, casually gesturing, "Then I suggest you take him for yourself."
Xia Siming was taken aback, furrowing his brows even more helplessly, "Xiaxia... why are you so stubborn?"
"Brother, Lu Jingan is indeed still in Faliang, but he’s in the hands of Interpol." Xia Siyu leaned against the chair, her gaze very calm, "Instead of trying to match us, why not thank Yun Lih properly the next time you meet him? If it weren’t for him, you’d be seeing my corpse now."
Xia Siming’s heart skipped a beat, full of confusion, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"I’m not talking nonsense." Xia Siyu sighed as she pushed back her chair to stand up, "I’ll send detailed information about what Lu Jingan did in Faliang to your email later, read it and you’ll understand."
Xia Siming opened his mouth, but stopped short of speaking.
At this moment, Xia Siyu went to the door, but quickly turned back with a glance, "Brother, when are Mom and Dad free?"
"Why?"
"To introduce my boyfriend to them, of course," Xia Siyu said matter-of-factly.
Xia Siming’s face darkened, "Mom and Dad are on a business trip to the South Sea, they don’t have time recently."
It was easy to see that Xia Siming had a deep-seated bias against Yun Lih.
...
The next day, at six in the morning, Xia Siyu and Yun Lih boarded a flight to the South Sea.
The pair didn’t use a private jet, choosing instead first-class direct flight.
Xia Siyu leaned against the seat, yawning continuously, and as the cabin door hadn’t even closed yet, she already tilted her head and began to doze off.
At this time, Yun Lih, with his legs crossed, lowered his head to look at the messages on his phone, showing a touch of profundity in his gaze.
In less than twenty minutes, the plane took off into the sky, Xia Siyu swayed her head and leaned against Yun Lih’s arm, muttering, "Let me lean on you for a while."
Yun Lih didn’t speak but lifted his elbow to hold her, gently patting her shoulder, "Stayed up late last night?"
"No." Xia Siyu replied drowsily, "I went to bed before two."
Yun Lih: "..."
At half-past eleven, the plane landed in the South Sea.
Ah Hao, who had arrived the previous evening, was already waiting at the airport exit.
His rugged appearance and tall physique made him stand out in the crowd.
"Are you kidding me?" Ah Hao stood still, his voice booming, "I don’t believe it, Master Yun hasn’t been developing domestically for years, Nia State is his main base, why come back home?"
The person on the other end of the call said something, and Ah Hao hung up, cursing, "Disaster."
The cold-hearted leader of the Mercenary Group, deciding to return for the sake of a woman, was absurd.
That Miss Xia, a typical femme fatale.
Perhaps, feeling disgruntled, Ah Hao kept shooting sharp glances at Xia Siyu when Yun Lih and Xia Siyu walked out.
Yun Lih, always perceptive, caught Ah Hao’s erratic gaze, warning him as he passed, "If you don’t want your eyes, I’ll take them out."
Ah Hao immediately lowered his head and called out, "Master Yun."
Xia Siyu couldn’t help but notice, giving Ah Hao a slight glance, she then asked Yun Lih while walking, "Did I offend him?"
"No." Yun Lih slipped one hand into his pocket, strolling out of the airport hall with Xia Siyu, "He’s just sick."
Ah Hao rubbed his eyes, feeling a bit threatened.
Shortly after, they got into a car heading straight for the South Sea Royal Hotel.
At the end of March in the South Sea, the sunlight was even more vibrant.
The car hit the highway, Xia Siyu turned her head and asked, "Are you handling business this afternoon?"
"Yes, there’s a dinner tonight as well." Yun Lih pinched between his brows, looking at her through his fingers, "Want to come along?"
Xia Siyu shrugged, "I’m not going. If you’re busy, drop me off at the hospital, I’ll visit Second Sister."
"Hospital?"
"Yeah, Second Sister was hospitalized a few days ago, she slipped down some stairs."
...
At Yan Emperor Private Hospital, Xia Siyu picked up a fruit basket, preparing to say goodbye to Yun Lih.
But as she glanced back, she saw the man also pulling open the other side of the car door, "Come on, I’ll go with you to see her."
Xia Siyu smiled, and the two of them got out of the car hand in hand and went to the VIP ward.
Meanwhile, Yin Mo was sitting on the hospital bed, sipping yogurt fed by He Chen.
And in her hand, she held a spicy snack.
So when Xia Siyu and Yun Lih reached the door, they saw Yin Mo with her big belly, drinking yogurt while eating a spicy snack.
He Chen, with a stern face, was feeding her, mumbling, "Didn’t I tell you, only three spicy sticks a day, how many is this now?"
Yin Mo stuffed the snack into her mouth and licked the red oil on her fingers, "Qiaoqiao said I could have a few more."
Again with the Qiaoqiao said.
He Chen sucked on his cheek, snorting coldly, "Whatever she says goes? If she tells you to divorce me, would you listen?"
Yin Mo frowned and looked him in the eye, "Qiaoqiao wouldn’t say something like that."
"Right." At this point, Xia Siyu chimed in with a smile from the doorway, "Second Sister is right."
He Chen glanced at them without any change in expression, "Well, well, look who’s here."
Saying this, he noticed them holding hands, a quick understanding flashing in his eyes.
Yin Mo shifted on the bed, holding her belly, and beamed at Xia Siyu, "Lao Wu, come in."
Xia Siyu took the fruit basket from Yun Lih, placed it on the coffee table, "Is the baby okay?"
"Fine." Yin Mo rubbed her pregnant belly from top to bottom, "I just twisted my ankle on the stairs then."
In fact, the ankle wasn’t seriously hurt, but He Chen was overly anxious about it affecting the pregnancy, and rushed her to the hospital at night.
Xia Siyu sat sideways on the edge of the bed, looking at Yin Mo’s round belly, "Seems like it’s gotten bigger, when’s the due date?"
"August."