Treasure Hunt: Tycoon's Priceless Runaway Wife-Chapter 826 - 824: Not Wanting to Add Trouble for the Family (Second Update)
Previously, she couldn’t make up her mind, but after today’s incident, Nuonuo finally made a decision.
"Sister Ziweng."
That’s right, she was calling Zhang Ziweng.
"Si Han, hello! So, have you figured it out?"
Zhang Ziweng clearly misunderstood the purpose of Nuonuo’s call, her voice overflowing with joy.
"Sister, I’m sorry! I’m not taking the role."
Nuonuo had hesitated for so long because she understood her family’s stance. If given a choice, none of them would want her to step into that complicated world.
And if she insisted on her wishes, she might inevitably hurt her family’s feelings.
But she also knew that if she truly insisted, no one would forcefully stop her, and she could eventually take on the role as she wished.
However, the situation on Old Master’s side was evidently not optimistic, and no one knew how long this chaos might persist.
Although in the crisis with Old Master and Uncle, she wouldn’t be able to help in any way.
At the very least, she shouldn’t add to Dad, Mom, and Brother’s troubles right now, and that’s her current thinking.
On the other end of the line, Zhang Ziweng crashed from cloud nine to the ground painfully.
"Si Han, are you joking with your sister? You mean to take it, right?"
Zhang Ziweng hopefully thought she might have misheard.
"Sister, I’m really sorry! I’m not taking it anymore, schoolwork is too demanding, I can’t juggle multiple things. Please help convey my apologies to Director Sun, I’m really sorry."
Nuonuo’s attitude was sincere and genuine, and even if it was hard for Zhang Ziweng to accept the result, she had to accept it in the end.
"Sigh, since you say so, I can’t persuade you any further. As for the endorsement renewal, don’t put me in a difficult position anymore!"
As for the endorsement renewal, Nuonuo had already communicated with her parents and brother early on, "Sister, there will be no changes with the endorsement, don’t worry."
Zhang Ziweng complained over the phone for quite a while before finally hanging up, and Nuonuo couldn’t help letting out a long sigh of relief.
At around ten, Nuonuo received a message from Da Bao, "We’ll be back late, no need to wait!"
Nuonuo replied, but there was no response.
And that night, as expected by Nuonuo and Little Treasure, neither Ji Rui Letong nor Da Bao returned to the mansion to rest.
The next morning, Nuonuo and Little Treasure got up early. The bodyguards who had dropped them off yesterday seemed to have anticipated their schedule, waiting early in the living room to take them to the hospital to see Old Master.
"Nuonuo Little Treasure, come over and let Old Master have a look."
As soon as the two children pushed open the door, Old Master, leaning on the hospital bed, smiled and waved them over.
Nuonuo and Little Treasure said in unison, "Good morning, Old Master!"
They ran to the bedside, and Old Master reached out both hands to hold theirs.
"Old Master, are you feeling better today?"
Nuonuo held the old man’s hand, her concerned eyes carefully examining him.
Compared to the pale old man she saw asleep on the bed yesterday, today Old Master looked much better, his eyes bright and quite spirited.
"Oh dear, did this old man scare the little treasures? I’m sorry... Old Master was just being playful! Actually, nothing’s wrong with me, I just missed you, so I pretended to be sick to get you to come see me..."
The old man chuckled mischievously, and if someone with a simpler mind might actually be fooled by him.
However, both Nuonuo and Little Treasure, even knowing that the old man was lying to cover up some facts, played along very cooperatively. Nuonuo even brought the old man’s hand to her mouth and pretended to bite it, though very gently.
"Old Master, you’re naughty. This is your punishment! Next time you tease us, I’ll get Uncle to discipline you!"
Old Master laughed heartily, squeezing the children’s hands, "Alright! Next time Old Master’s naughty, I’ll let your uncle punish me!"
They say the elderly turn into children, and Old Master Yang has reached an age where he often behaves like a child.
Uncle Jing brought over some porridge specially made by the family’s chef, and Nuonuo took it to carefully feed Old Master, while Little Treasure was beside her peeling an apple, then scooping out the pulp to make apple puree.
Old Master had lost most of his teeth, and most of the time, he could only eat liquid food, with fruits being eaten as puree.
"Little treasures, where do you want to go to play? I’ll have your Grandpa Jing arrange something for you later."
Old Master’s eyes were full of love and satisfaction as he ate and asked.
"We’re not going anywhere, we’re staying here with you, Old Master."
Nuonuo and Little Treasure didn’t see their parents or brother at the hospital and understood they must be helping Uncle handle work matters, so the two children naturally took on the responsibility of caring for and accompanying Old Master.
Old Master smiled warmly, "Old Master knows you’re good, but I’m stuck here for recovery and can’t take you out. It’s fine if you want to go out and play, just come back and see me when you’re tired!"
But no matter how Old Master tried to persuade them, the two children were determined not to go anywhere. Once they fed the old man porridge and fruit puree, Nuonuo went to the bathroom to fetch a basin of warm water to wipe Old Master’s face and hands clean.
"Oh, precious little ones understand so much! But let the nurses do these chores, you don’t have to tire yourselves out."
Though he said this, in his heart, he thoroughly enjoyed the attentive care from his great-grandchildren.
"Old Master, it’s not tiring to do these things."
When Nuonuo came out, Little Treasure had lowered the bed, holding a book and reading to Old Master.
Old Master had loved listening to storytelling in his youth but had little time back then to leisurely sit and listen. Now that he had free time, storytellers were becoming rare, especially good ones.
And Little Treasure wasn’t even at the level of an average storyteller, but he was Old Master’s beloved great-grandson, making the storytelling particularly enjoyable as he listened with closed eyes, nodding his head as his palm rhythmically beat against the quilt along with Little Treasure’s reading.
Nuonuo quietly pulled up a chair to the other side of Old Master, taking out nail clippers and carefully tending to his nails.
Old Master suddenly opened his eyes to look, "Oh dear, Nuonuo, take a rest. Grandpa Jing usually trims my nails, let him handle it."
Nuonuo ignored his subtle resistance, delicately holding his hand and carefully filing the freshly cut nail.
"Old Master, are you saying my skills aren’t as good as Grandpa Jing’s?"
Nuonuo pouted slightly to show her displeasure, then picked up another hand to continue clipping.
