"Do you really want to go up with me?" Standing in front of the elevator, Ling Miao confirmed again.
Su Yuyang nodded firmly: "Why don't you go up? If your dad really knows about our relationship, on the one hand I want to see your dad's attitude to save you hesitation, and on the other hand I can protect you if something happens; He doesn’t know, so we take action based on the situation.”
Although Ling Miao was a little reluctant, Su Yuyang's attitude was already clear - he would not change his mind.
Feng Ji parked the car and walked over. Su Yuyang asked, "Aren't you going back?"
Feng Ji was stunned and asked blankly: "Why are you leaving?"
"Ling Miao and I don't know when we can go back. How about you leave the car here and Ling Miao and I can go back by ourselves." Su Yuyang suggested.
When Feng Ji heard this, he happily threw the key to Su Yuyang. Hey, he didn't want to waste time here with Su Yuyang and his wife. An Yan is still waiting for him at home.
"Is this kid Feng Ji too excited?" Su Yuyang asked as he looked at Feng Ji's quickly disappearing figure.
Ling Miao did not answer Su Yuyang. He reminded: "The elevator is here."
Whether it was because of the elevator or Su Yuyang's misunderstanding, he always felt that the person next to him was trembling. Su Yuyang looked sideways at Ling Miao and asked with concern: "Are you okay? If you are nervous, we will go back first and come back in two days."
Ling Miao shook his head stubbornly: "I want to find out the situation first."
There are people going up and down almost every floor, and the elevator moves very slowly.
Ling Miao suddenly smiled and said: "My relationship with my dad is not good because I am afraid of him."
"Huh?" Ling Miao rarely mentioned family matters to Su Yuyang. This time he took the initiative to bring it up, and Su Yuyang was also very interested. He listened quietly to Ling Miao's story.
Ling Miao said to himself: "I learned cooking from my dad when I was very young. If I couldn't do something well, he would fight with fists and kicks. I was afraid of being beaten by him, so I became more serious about my work. When I was in the rebellious stage, I also received a lot of punches from him. I resented him very much at that time, and the relationship with him gradually became tense. It was a complete stalemate, probably because Hu Yueyuan came in after my mother passed away.
I rarely saw him after that, and he was almost never at home. He was either studying abroad or in the hotel kitchen.
After moving out of the house, I never saw him again.
I'm most afraid of my dad's fists. If he really knew about us, do you think I would be disabled by him? But fortunately this is a hospital, rescue..."
"What are you talking about?" Su Yuyang said slightly reproachfully. The elevator arrived just in time, and Su Yuyang pulled Ling Miao out of the elevator.
Ling Miao was too lazy to look for a room, so he called Hu Yueyuan. After waiting for a while, Hu Yueyuan came over reluctantly. She said angrily: "It's not like I didn't tell you which ward your dad is in. Why don't you come over by yourself."
"Too lazy to look for it." Su Yuyang said lazily.
Hu Yueyuan glared at Su Yuyang, turned around and walked towards Ling's father's ward.
Ling's father was leaning on the bedside watching TV when Hu Yueyuan shouted: "Ling Miao is here."
Ling's father turned to look at the door, his eyes skipping Hu Yueyuan and landing directly on Ling Miao's face. Father Ling ignored Su Yuyang, and Su Yuyang did not show his presence. He found a random chair in the room and sat down, then lowered his head to read a novel. Ling's father only regarded him as a friend or relative in the bed next to him.
Ling Miao was glanced at by his father's shining eyes. He couldn't help but feel his whole body tense up and couldn't walk anymore.
"How long has it been since we last met?" Father Ling's voice was majestic, like a high and mighty emperor.
Ling Miao bit her lip and refused to give her father any response.
Father Ling continued: "I heard that you haven't found a job yet?"
"Who said that?" Ling Miao sneered.
"The place where I work is recruiting people. If you haven't found a job yet, I'll talk to the manager tomorrow and see if he can recruit you." Ling's father answered the question.
Su Yuyang frowned. Ling's father looked like a self-centered person. He didn't ask Ling Miao what he meant when arranging work for Ling Miao. Such a person is difficult to deal with!
However, who said Ling Miao didn't have a job? Su Yuyang is Ling Miao's boss!
Su Yuyang put his cell phone in his pocket and was about to stand up to explain, but he heard Ling Miao say firmly: "I'm not going." Ling Miao gave Su Yuyang a wink and told Su Yuyang not to move.
Su Yuyang looked at Ling Miao curiously, with a mysterious smile on his lips.
Let the father and son resolve the matters between father and son themselves.
Even so, Su Yuyang was no longer in the mood to read a novel, and simply looked at Ling Miao and Ling's father openly. Su Yuyang's eyes glanced at Hu Yueyuan inadvertently, and the resentment on Hu Yueyuan's face made him tremble.
"You are already twenty-three years old. If you are not stable anymore, how will you get a wife in the future?" Ling Miao said righteously.
Hearing what Ling's father said, Su Yuyang and Ling Miao felt relieved: it seemed that he didn't know about the two of them.
Ling Miao shrugged and acted indifferently: "Whether we get married or not is my business. I don't think it has anything to do with you."
"You!" Ling's father lifted the quilt and got out of bed, slapped Ling Miao directly on the face, and lectured: "Boys are getting married and girls are getting married. Tomorrow, tomorrow, go on a blind date with me! The moon is full, didn't you already have it? Have you prepared many photos of girls for Ling Miao? Let him choose!"
Ling Miao's cheeks turned red, which made Su Yuyang feel extremely heartbroken. He couldn't help but stood up and wanted to argue with Ling's father. Ling Miao shouted: "I can solve my problem myself."
Ling Miao's words were meant for Ling's father and Su Yuyang. Su Yuyang clenched his fists and stood there unwillingly. Ling's father raised his hand and slapped him again, but this slap was blocked by Ling Miao.
This was the first time Ling Miao resisted him. Ling's father looked at Ling Miao in shock, as if he didn't recognize the person in front of him. Ling Miao said word by word: "You don't have to worry about my work, and you don't have to worry about my marriage. If Hu Yueyuan hadn't said you were dying, I wouldn't have bothered to see you."
Ling Miao put down Father Ling's hand and shouted into the air: "Su Yuyang, let's go."
Ling's father saw a man hurriedly following Ling Miao. He picked up the cup at hand and threw it at the man.
"Ah—" Su Yuyang cried out in pain.
When Ling Miao heard Su Yuyang's cry, he stopped and turned around and asked, "Are you okay?"
"What's the relationship between you two?" Father Ling's eyes flashed sharply, like knives, full of danger.
"Affection… "
"I'm his boss." Su Yuyang looked at Ling's father with a smile.
"Boss?" Hu Yueyuan, who had been silent for a long time, made a mocking voice. She said coldly: "I think they are lovers. Otherwise, will there be subordinates who call their bosses by their first names?"
Ling's father's eyes narrowed and he asked, "Do you really have that kind of relationship with him?"