Mrs. Du suddenly said, "Doesn't she want Lin Lang's blood? I'll go find Lin Lang first and persuade her. If she agrees, Wen Qiao should also agree to continue treating Boyan."
Du Weiyang: "Let's give it a try. I don't think my cousin will agree."
Lin Lang never expected that after she had painstakingly plotted against Wen Qiao, her aunt would come to her and persuade her to compromise, as if the plan was just for Wen Qiao to get her blood faster.
Lin Lang listened to her aunt's advice and became so angry that her face turned blue: "Don't even think about it."
Du Tai was anxious: "Lin Lang, your aunt took care of you most of the time when you were a child. Now for your brother, you are not willing to make this little sacrifice? It's just 600 milliliters of blood."
Lin Lang gritted his teeth and said, "Did Wen Qiao ask you to come?"
"No, I came here on my own."
Lin Lang raised his eyes and said, "Aunt, think about it, is it possible that Wen Qiao directed and acted out this matter himself, conspired with the clerk to add a medicine, and then used it to make you angry, and then deliberately withdrew, and then let you beg me."
Mrs. Du didn't dare to doubt Wen Qiao anymore: "Why is she going through so much trouble? She's not that kind of person."
Lin Lang's eyes flashed sinisterly, "Aunt, you believe her."
How could Mrs. Du not believe it? If she continued to doubt these nonsense, it would really piss Wen Qiao off completely. Now the only one who could save Boyan was Wen Qiao. No matter what she thought in her heart, she must now trust Wen Qiao wholeheartedly on the surface, otherwise she would only drive him further away.
"Lin Lang, please donate blood to her, okay? I will agree to whatever you want."
Lin Lang's face darkened: "I don't want to, aunt, please don't force me."
Mrs. Du burst into tears: "For your brother, you are not willing to make even this little sacrifice? Six hundred milliliters will be back in a few days."
Lin Lang suppressed his annoyance and said, "Sorry, I can't do it."
She had no feelings for this family, and she would not donate blood to Wen Qiao just for her cousin. There would be endless troubles, so she would not take the risk.
Mrs. Du felt depressed and puzzled: "Lin Lang, I don't understand. Auntie has always been kind to you. It's just 600 milliliters of blood. Why are you so persistent?"
Lin Lang was too lazy to say to her: "I still have to go to the crew, aunt, I'll leave first."
After saying that, he left the room mercilessly.
Mrs. Du suppressed her tears and pounded her chest. She thought that she had loved this girl so much in vain over the years.
The next day, Wen Qiao went to Xiaotangshan. While she was having dinner, Du Weiyang called again, saying that her parents wanted to see her and asked where she was.
Wen Qiao said she was in Xiaotangshan, but she didn't want to see her parents.
Although she had made it clear that she would not meet Mr. Du and Mrs. Du, the Du family still drove to Xiaotangshan.
At the entrance of Xiaotangshan Club, Mrs. Du cautiously asked the doorman, "Excuse me, where is Miss Wen?"
The doorman said politely, "Miss Wen is in the wine room that belongs to the young master."
"Can you take us there? Tell her we are Du Hongsheng, his wife and daughter, and we are here to visit her."
"Miss Wen said that she won't see anyone."
Mrs. Du’s smile was awkward.
"Then I'll wait here until she's willing to see us."
The doorman took them to a lounge on the right hand side of the entrance.
Mrs. Du sat on the sofa uncomfortably, silently shedding tears: "It's all my fault."
(End of this chapter)