Chapter 99 Mixed Feelings (Part )
After Yang Baozhu hung up the phone, she tossed and turned. Although she had a cold relationship with her biological mother, Wang Yun was her father after all.
If even she is indifferent, no one will care whether she lives or dies.
In Yang Baozhu's memory, there is no warm scene of mother-daughter interaction. Every time they met, her mother would tell her harshly to focus on her studies.
It was not her mother who instigated her to find fault with Tao Jiaxin. On the contrary, her mother did not approve of her focusing her energy on these things.
Yang Baozhu knew that her mother cared about her, but the reality did not allow her to stop and accompany her.
Yang Baozhu never complained about anything in her heart. She enjoyed the best of everything, but she always had to pay a price.
Her pillow was soaked with tears all night long, and Yang Baozhu's eyes were red and swollen when she woke up in the morning. She wanted to save face and didn't want others to see her vulnerable side, so she put on some light makeup for the first time.
As soon as she came down from upstairs, she saw Yang Mingsheng sitting in the restaurant having dinner. Yang Baozhu raised her eyebrows. She walked to the dining table, pulled out a chair and sat opposite him.
Although Yang Mingsheng remarried, he loved his daughter very much. He smiled and asked, "How did you sleep last night? I heard that you lost your temper again?"
Yang Baozhu was like a little witch in front of Tao Jiaxin, but a quirky little princess in front of Yang Mingsheng. She pouted and said unhappily, "You haven't been home for many days. I'm bored at home. Can't I just lose my temper?"
Yang Mingsheng said dotingly, "Of course, I have a lot of things to do recently. After I finish my work, I have to accompany Jiaxin. She is in a special period now, so I have to take better care of her. You can't be angry."
The servant placed the exquisite breakfast in front of Yang Baozhu. She drank a sip of milk and said calmly, "She is pregnant with the Dragon Prince, how dare I get angry? When she gives birth to the eldest grandson of the Yang family, there will be no place for me in this family. How dare I not keep my tail between my legs and behave myself?"
Yang Mingsheng put down his chopsticks and said seriously, "Who said that? Whether she gave birth to a boy or a girl will not affect your status. I am the eldest daughter of the Yang family. Who dares to look down on me?"
Yang Baozhu didn't believe her father's bluffing. She said in a depressed mood, "You only know how to tell lies to coax me. When Tao Jiaxin gives birth, how can you still see me? Otherwise, I'd better move to my mother's place in advance."
Yang Mingsheng said firmly, "That won't work. Your mother and I have already agreed that I will take care of you. It would be wrong for you to go live with her. I don't agree."
Yang Baozhu sighed and said, "My mother is lonely living alone, why don't I go over and keep her company for a few days?"
Yang Mingsheng looked suspicious and said in a low voice, "Your mother is very busy every day. She doesn't need anyone to accompany her. I never heard you say you wanted to accompany her. What's the matter? Did she call you because something happened?"
Yang Baozhu is not stupid. Her mother holds an important position in the company. In a sense, she is a competitor of her father. Once the news of her illness gets out, it will definitely lead to changes in her position. She cannot say a word about it.
She ate her breakfast with a normal expression and said calmly, "If something happened to my mother, would you not know about it? I just want to spend more time with her. Other girls have mothers who care for them, but I am like a motherless person. I just want to know if she really doesn't care about me."
Yang Baozhu's tears rolled down her cheeks. She raised her hand stubbornly to wipe them away. This scene made Yang Mingsheng feel very distressed. He quickly said, "If you want to go, just go. Why are you crying? Your mother is a career-oriented person. She only gave birth to you as a daughter. How could she not care about you? Don't listen to outsiders' nonsense."
Yang Mingsheng's mind was filled with conspiracy. There were many people in this villa, and if someone with ulterior motives led them maliciously, Baozhu might be led astray. He had not been at home recently, and he had indeed not taken good care of his daughter. After thinking for a moment, he said:
"You can stay with your mother for a few days. When your brother is born, the family will need to hire more servants like a confinement nanny. I will clean up the house first." Yang Baozhu smiled and nodded in agreement. Anyway, she would take away the people who took care of her on a daily basis, so what happened to other people was none of her business.
After breakfast, Yang Baozhu first contacted Wang Yun’s secretary, and then asked the driver to take her to her mother’s place.
Wang Yun lives a simple life. The house where she lives alone is not very big. Due to health reasons, she stopped her work these days and is now researching at home which hospital to go to for treatment.
Wang Yun is used to being independent. No matter what happens, the first thing she thinks about is how she should handle it. She never thinks about bothering others.
When she heard the doorbell ring, she thought it was the secretary, so she went to open the door as usual. Looking at Yang Baozhu standing at the door, she frowned slightly and said in a serious tone:
"Why are you here at this time? Don't you have to go to school?"
Yang Baozhu felt uncomfortable when she heard her say that, and said coldly: "I asked for a few days off, can't I come to your place?"
Wang Yun rubbed her temple helplessly, and she softened her tone and said, "That's not what I meant. You should focus on studying at this time. I'm very busy at work and don't have time to accompany you. Do you understand?"
There were no outsiders here, so Yang Baozhu didn't need to be restrained. She said unhappily:
"What kind of work are you doing? Would you be satisfied if you died in the company? You are so old, can't you tell the difference between the important and the unimportant?"
After Yang Baozhu said this, Wang Yun still had something to understand. She said with an unpleasant expression, "How did you know this? Did Secretary He tell you?"
Yang Baozhu sat on the sofa by herself, her face livid as she said, "Don't worry about how I know this. How long are you going to keep it a secret from me? Wait until you are seriously ill before informing me?"
Wang Yun shook her head slightly. She looked tired and said, "You know what's going on. Apart from being worried and sad, what else can I do? I will actively cooperate with the treatment. Just don't worry about it."
Yang Baozhu didn't like hearing her mother say such things. She said irritably, "Don't be perfunctory with me. Tell me first, what did the doctor say?"
Wang Yun felt mixed emotions. She said in a low voice, "The examination showed that it was primary liver cancer in the late stage. The only thing to be thankful for is that it has not metastasized yet."
When Yang Baozhu heard this, she felt like the sky was falling. She choked up and said, "How could you be so careless? You only remembered to go to the hospital for a checkup when the disease was in the late stage. Didn't you think about me? If you died...what would I do?"
Wang Yun was usually a cold and hard person, but at this moment her eyes were slightly red. She forced herself to remain calm and said, "It's not the worst time yet. You won't die for the time being. Don't be afraid."
Yang Baozhu cried and complained: "You are an irresponsible woman. You gave birth to me and didn't care about me. You just kept busy with your crappy job all day. Now you have ruined your health. Let's see what you will do in the future."
Wang Yun did not lose her temper. She waited until her daughter had vented her emotions before she said calmly:
"When you go back, go to school and pretend nothing happened. I plan to take over a new cooperation project in Germany and go there for treatment."