A second chance with my billionaire husband

The man pushed the door open and walked in. The girl sitting on the hospital bed immediately looked up with joy, her eyes filled with attachment and delight that softened the man’s icy gaze, inch by inch, into something as gentle as spring water.

Yan Song stepped to her side, pulled the book out of her hands, and his eyes showed displeasure: "Did you ignore my advice again?"

The girl playfully stuck out her tongue and naturally nestled into his embrace, "Brother Yan, where did you go?"

Her tone carried deep dependence.

Yan Song lowered his gaze to look at her. If Yun Ya were to look up now, she wouldn’t miss the fleeting, deep shadow in his eyes.

"I shouldn’t ask, you don’t have to answer." Yun Ya said with a smile, contentedly and greedily inhaling his scent.

Only beside him could her heart truly find peace.

Yan Song raised his hand and gently placed it on her back, patting softly.

All responsibilities will be mine; you just need to live carefree under my wings.

Zhuang Xiyue visited Zhuang Fanxing’s hospital room, while Yun Ya’s room was quiet as if nothing was amiss, and the caregiver who had been waiting at the door had left unknowingly.

The straight road seemed endless. On both sides stood the bustling prosperity of a modern international metropolis, and cars lined up like a dragon, moving forward slowly, inch by inch.

"How is there a traffic jam in broad daylight?"

Inside a low-key but luxurious car, Lady Liang impatiently remarked as she looked at the slow-moving car in front.

Liang Wenrou quietly sat beside her, secretly glancing at the woman in the driver’s seat. The woman wore the latest fashion from major brands, with long hair draped over her shoulders. Just her back was already charming, her slender white fingers gently resting on the steering wheel, tapping purposely or casually, revealing a touch of laziness.

Liang Wenrou’s eyes quickly flicked with a hint of jealousy, silently clenching her fingers, lowering her eyelids to hide her emotions.

The elder sister’s beauty was renowned far and wide, even in elite circles, everyone only knew the eldest Miss of the Liang Family, not the second. But so what? Although she wasn’t as beautiful or smart as her sister, her parents adored only her at home. Now that she’s entered the entertainment industry, she has numerous fans rallying to her, enjoying much acclaim.

Yet, despite all that, every time she sees her sister, her heart involuntarily fills with envy. She doesn’t know when it started, but wherever her sister is, she fades into insignificance.

It’s truly frustrating...

Liang Wenwan nonchalantly withdrew her gaze from the center rearview mirror, a faint smile playing on her lips, seeming both pitiful and mocking, but neither of the two in the back noticed.

"There’s probably an accident ahead, the traffic police are already handling it, and it will clear up soon." Liang Wenwan said lightly.

"Hong Kong’s traffic is getting worse and worse; I doubt Li Anxi, the head of the traffic bureau, wants to keep his job." Lady Liang said disdainfully.

Liang Wenwan raised an eyebrow, "Walls have ears, Mom should say less, or if it’s passed to Director Li, won’t it cause unnecessary trouble?"

Li Anxi climbed to the director’s position in such a short time, surely not without backing, yet Lady Liang "naively foolishly" spoke without thinking.

Liang Wenrou’s gaze flickered, she softly said, "There are only three of us in the car, no one to say anything, how would others know? Besides, everyone knows about the poor traffic, why can’t people talk about it? Isn’t it like allowing governors to set fires but not permitting the common folk to light lamps? I think Mommy is right."

Lady Liang was initially stifled by Liang Wenwan’s words, but hearing Liang Wenrou’s, she immediately patted her hand gratefully: "Rourou is still Mommy’s darling." She cast a pointed glance at Liang Wenwan.

Liang Wenwan didn’t care much; she had grown numb to this scene, it had been the same since childhood, let them be.

At this moment, she received a missed call. Liang Wenwan pressed the Bluetooth earpiece on her ear, its red light flashed once, and a man’s deep voice came through.

Liang Wenwan watched the cars ahead start moving in an orderly fashion, her eyes concealed a quick flash of tenderness in the angle unnoticed by the other two.

"I’m on my way to the hospital."

Whatever the other side said, from Liang Wenrou’s angle, she saw the tenderness on Liang Wenwan’s lips that had no time to fade, her eyes briefly flickered.

"My mom heard that Aunt Zhuang is ill, and insisted on visiting personally, but we’re stuck in traffic now... You’re busy at the company, no need to come back, I can handle it myself. Yes, focus on your work and remember to eat on time... Bye."