Billionaire's Long Journey of Chasing His Love-Chapter 695 - 588: Venturing Further Down the Path of Courting Death (Third Update)
Yi Luowa quickly chased after her. Seeing her head straight for the elevator, she sighed helplessly, "With someone like that, it’s no wonder Lucian wants a divorce!"
Yi Luowa stood for a moment before noticing Tong Aino stepping out of the elevator carrying a food box. She followed him to Connie’s hospital room.
Connie had been dozing off but opened her eyes when she heard them enter.
"Did I wake you?" Tong Aino looked at her apologetically.
"I wasn’t asleep, just closed my eyes for a bit." Connie smiled, despite her exhaustion. As a new mother, the happiness she felt had long overshadowed the pain and struggles she had just experienced.
"Where’s Second Sister-in-law?" Connie asked, glancing at Yi Luowa.
Yi Luowa pouted, "She left before even finishing her sentence."
"I was going up the elevator while she came down. She told me she wanted to go to Laman. Didn’t she mention it to you two?" Tong Aino frowned slightly—this woman must be crazy!
Yi Luowa shrugged.
Connie chuckled helplessly, "Forget about her. She probably had an epiphany from something your sister-in-law said."
Yi Luowa shook her head, "I’m not worried about you or Aunt getting upset, but Second Sister-in-law is really hard to deal with. I spelled everything out for her, but I don’t think she even understood what I meant."
Tong Aino sneered, "She hasn’t studied much; don’t expect too much from her. Mom, give the baby to my sister-in-law and go have your meal first."
Yi Luowa noticed Queen Marian hesitated slightly and hurried over to hold Ziheng. "Aunt, please eat first."
Tong Aino set the dishes from the food box on the table before taking out a bowl of millet porridge. Sitting beside the bed, he said, "Grandma asked me to tell you not to eat too much. Here, let me feed you some."
Connie smiled at him. "You’re too much. The nanny and housekeeper are right outside, yet you let Sister-in-law hold the baby. Go call them in. With the three of you, you can all eat together."
"I want to live like an ordinary family." Tong Aino grinned and picked up the spoon. "The other day, I was watching TV and thought that kind of life seemed so wonderful—a husband taking care of his wife in recovery, relatives busying themselves with the baby."
Yi Luowa laughed, "If you want it, we’ll make it happen. For this month, you’ll be the one taking care of Connie."
"I wouldn’t let him. He’d feed me into a chubby mess." Connie laughed.
Queen Marian chuckled too. Just now, when Aino handed the baby to Luowa, she understood—her son-in-law felt closer to his sister-in-law than his mother-in-law. That meant all of Celia’s accusations were nonsense. This family was getting along just fine!
Yi Luowa carried Ziheng to the table, smiling at Queen Marian as she said, "Aunt, please have your meal. I wasn’t attentive today, but once Connie’s discharged, things will be better."
"Don’t treat me like an outsider. This is nice. I won’t stand on ceremony; I’ll eat first and then let you have your turn. Thinking about it, this arrangement is rather amusing." Queen Marian picked up her chopsticks with a smile.
Tong Aino glanced back and grinned at Connie. "Even Mom’s joining the ranks of ordinary folks."
"It’s all because of your antics!" Connie playfully glared at him, opening her mouth to take a spoonful of porridge.
Tong Aino wiped her mouth with a tissue and turned to his mother-in-law. "Mom, I want to ask you something—you won’t get mad, will you?"
Yi Luowa glared at him, "If you’re afraid Aunt will get angry, then don’t ask."
"Luowa, let him ask. We’re all regular folks now. I’ve heard that in ordinary families, sometimes the son-in-law even argues with the in-laws."
"Arguing’s not my thing. I just want to ask—how did someone like Celia end up marrying my Second Brother? Why didn’t you and my father help him screen her back then?"
Queen Marian sighed deeply, "There was no way to screen her. Back then, in all of Laman, Celia’s father was the only one supporting your father-in-law. For your father-in-law to claim the throne, he not only needed to thank your parents, your grandfather, and your two uncles, but also Celia’s father."
"But you couldn’t sacrifice my Second Brother’s whole life for that," Connie frowned slightly. "Ever since he married her, she’s been influencing him—and he’s no longer the person he used to be."
Queen Marian shook her head with resignation. "Sigh... The old general was a straightforward man who was kind-hearted. Who could have predicted he’d have such a daughter?"
Yi Luowa’s eyes flickered with realization—Celia’s father was a general!
"Mom, if my Second Brother really wants a divorce, don’t try to stop him. I’m afraid she’ll ruin the children."
Queen Marian looked at her daughter with concern.
Yi Luowa hurriedly smiled and said, "Your current priority is to take care of your health. Don’t worry about anything else."
Connie pouted, "Fine, I won’t worry anymore. Fifth Brother, hurry up and feed me! It’s been ages, and I’ve only had one bite of food."
"Coming, coming." Tong Aino grinned and lifted the bowl.
Yi Luowa smiled helplessly. Hearing footsteps outside the door, she quickly went to open it.
Tong Yao entered, carrying a food box and smiling. "I’m back to eat with your aunt."
"Then please come in quickly. I’ll take Ziheng for a walk outside." Yi Luowa waited for her mother-in-law to enter before heading out with Ziheng.
Tong Airui and Long Che soon returned carrying Ziyang and Sangyu. Yi Luowa saw the four of them approaching and quickly went to greet them, signaling them to head to the next room.
Once inside, Yi Luowa brought up her concerns, and Long Che exchanged a glance with Tong Airui.
Long Che frowned and asked, "What Luowa mentioned could very likely happen. Do you plan to intervene?"
Tong Airui furrowed his brow slightly. "I don’t want to... but for Connie’s sake, I can’t just ignore it."
"Connie is part of our family. You don’t need to factor her in. I simply can’t stand Celia."
"Fine, I’ll make the arrangements. If nothing happens, we’ll let it go. But if she digs her own grave, we’ll shut it all down."
"Shut it down!" Sangyu parroted her father’s words, covering her mouth and giggling.
"Mom hug!" Ziyang, in his father’s arms, reached out toward his sister, trying to direct her attention—Mom wasn’t holding them but someone else’s baby!
"It’s the little brother!" Sangyu was magnanimous, but only for three seconds. Her face immediately fell, and she slapped her chest dramatically, crying, "Mom hug us!"
Yi Luowa approached her. "If you want Mom to hug you, Grandpa will have to hold Little Brother. It’s your choice."
Sangyu scrunched up her nose and looked at Grandpa. "Not Little Brother—Mom hug us!"
"If Grandpa doesn’t hold your brother, how will your mom hug you?" Long Che asked with a smile.
Sangyu pointed at her brother and said, "Send him away!"
Yi Luowa smacked her little hand playfully, "Don’t say such nonsense."
Tong Airui saw his daughter starting to pout and blew on her cheek lightly, "This boy is your biological brother; he can’t be sent away."
"Fine... Don’t send him—Mom hug us!" Sangyu looked pitifully at her mother.
Yi Luowa exchanged children with her father, finally pacifying Sangyu.
Tong Airui looked at his wife, "You haven’t eaten yet, have you? Go eat, and I’ll make a call to deal with that situation."
"Hand Ziyang to me; otherwise, you won’t be able to make the call."
Tong Airui shook his head, stepped outside, and handed Ziyang to the nanny. "Hurry and eat; don’t starve yourself."
Yi Luowa smiled, "I’m not that fragile."
Tong Airui patted her behind playfully, "If you hadn’t been arguing with me, you’d have had a bite of food by now. Now, go eat!"
Long Che glanced at them with a smile before heading out.
Tong Airui called back his father in a low voice, "Dad, hold Ziheng more often for the next few days so people don’t feel bad."
Long Che grimaced and shot his son a sharp look. "Mind your own business! Get to work!"
Tong Airui pursed his lips, turned to find his wife happily watching his embarrassment, and pretended to bite her.
Sangyu stared wide-eyed as her father moved closer to her mother’s face. She quickly extended her little hands to push her father’s face away with all her might.
Yi Luowa smiled triumphantly, "Think twice before bullying me again!"
"You two just wait! I’ll deal with you both later!"
Sangyu blinked her big eyes, identical to her mother’s, and shouted in protest, "I’ll beat you!"
"Haha..." Yi Luowa laughed as she stroked her daughter’s head and took her son to Connie’s room.
As soon as they entered, they heard Connie saying she wanted to be discharged.
Yi Luowa gave her a suspicious look. "You had a natural birth, but shouldn’t you stay in the hospital for at least a day?"
"I feel fine and find home more convenient anyway—it’ll save everyone from having to stay here keeping me company."
"If Connie wants to go home, let her. She’ll be more comfortable there. I’ll take a few days off from work and stay home to look after her." Jimo Shanshan arrived carrying Pengpeng in her arms.
Pengpeng craned his neck to eye the little brother in Grandpa’s arms and said disdainfully, "Tiny!"
Ziyang imitated his older cousin, pouting and saying, "Can’t play!"
"Not fun!" Sangyu laughed and tilted her head back in amusement.
"You little rascals! It won’t be long before your little brother is as big as you. Don’t be impatient, okay?" Tong Aino got up, reached out, and pinched Sangyu’s nose gently. "Sister-in-law, hand Sangyu to me. You go eat, and once everyone’s back, we’ll pack up and head home."
Tong Aino barely got Sangyu into his arms when Tong Airui called him outside. The brothers followed their uncle into the adjacent room.
"Luowa, hurry up and eat." Tong Yao beckoned her daughter-in-law.
Yi Luowa quickly went over and ate a few bites.
By evening, the family returned home.
Tong Aino carried Connie into the house. As soon as they walked into the living room, Connie smiled, "No place compares to home. The moment I smell this house, I feel like there’s no pain anywhere."
"Home cures all ailments." Tong Aino laughed, carrying her upstairs.
