Transmigrated as the Ex-Wife of a Heroic Man Chapter 1156: Punishment

Chapter 1156: Chapter 1156: Punishment

Zhou Jihuai threw down the tissue, stood up, and looked at his nephew, “Alright, you’re still sick! Don’t go running around anymore, get some rest.” With that, he left with his entourage.

It was only after his uncle Zhou Hengguang had left that Zhou Hengguang’s face showed a defeatist expression and he dropped his chopsticks. “Ji Fang, do you think I shouldn’t have offended my little uncle?”

Ji Fang looked astonished. “Deputy Director, are there actually people you are afraid to offend?”

“Of course, there are.” Zhou Hengguang replied irritably, “What kind of person do you think I am in your eyes?”

“Um… someone who schemes against his own brother.” Ji Fang mustered up the courage to speak the truth, perhaps because Zhou Hengguang’s complexion was pale and he didn’t seem as dangerous as usual.

“Actually, that’s not wrong.” The one merit of Zhou Hengguang was that he never denied what he had done; he admitted it when it was time to accept it. “Go out and see if it’s still possible to leave,” he said.

“Okay.” Ji Fang felt a bit perplexed, but obediently went out. It took only about five seconds for him to come back with a crestfallen face, “Deputy Director, we can’t leave. Outside, a group of people in camouflage is blocking the way. You can’t get out, and neither can I.”

He was just a secretary; why were they stopping him too?

“As expected.” Zhou Hengguang was not surprised at all and stood up to go to the study.

Seated behind the desk, Zhou Hengguang stared at the phone in front of him, his expression dark and inscrutable.

He knew the phone number for Qingqing’s family, and he knew the studio’s number as well.

Where was she now?

Was she at home? Or was she in the shop?

Zhou Hengguang’s slender fingers hesitated over the phone several times, picking it up and then setting it down, over and over. It was less hesitation and more a struggle with himself, a struggle with his own heart. After who knows how long, he finally dialed a number.

He called the office of the Changhe head honcho.

The call was answered by Zhou Hengyang’s secretary, “h.e.l.lo, Second Boss, the Big Boss isn’t here; he took a sudden leave today. All the scheduled meetings have been canceled. If you’re looking to speak with the Big Boss, you can call his home directly.”

Zhou Hengguang was puzzled. He knew how busy the factory was; why did his big brother suddenly take a day off?

With him absent, and his brother absent too, who knows how many issues would acc.u.mulate.

After a moment’s thought, he quickly called the family home.

This time, it was Zhou Hengyang himself who answered. Sixth sister and little sister had gone to the youth palace, Su Xiu had gone to learn cake decorating, and Su Qing was at the shop. The house was supposed to be empty, but Su Wen had felt unwell after hearing his speculation near the shop entrance, which had Zhou Hengyang very worried.

He was planning on taking Wenwen to the hospital, but Su Wen refused and went home instead.

Right now, Zhou Hengyang was at home taking care of his wife. He was also feeling guilty, wishing he had broken the news more gently. In fact, Zhou Hengyang had been contemplating whether to tell his wife about the situation lately. At first, he hadn’t ever considered it.

The old Wenwen simply didn’t possess a mature mind; in many ways, she was not ready to handle such information, and telling her would only create problems.

Now, it was not right to keep it from her any longer because even if he didn’t tell her, the secret wouldn’t stay hidden for much longer.

A half-century was enough.

Plus, his wife’s mentality was now mature, capable of handling intricate relationships well; she was Su Xuewen’s eldest daughter, and she was the only one who deserved to know the secret.

As a live-in son-in-law, he wasn’t qualified for that.

In fact, Wenwen’s reaction upon learning the truth was already much better than he had antic.i.p.ated. The only thing he hadn’t expected was that it would affect Wenwen’s health.

At the moment, Zhou Hengyang was sitting by the phone, calling a doctor he used to know well, to ask him to come over and check on his wife to see what was wrong.