Mr. Mo, your wife has given birth to triplets again.

Chapter 699 Critical Illness Notice

Hers Group President's Office

Helian Cheng hung up on his wife and immediately dialed Mo Erchen's number.

"What's wrong, Liancheng?"

"Second Brother, Zhizhi called and said her mother sent her a message saying she's left. Song Weilong also just called me, but I didn't answer. I wanted you to help me find out what happened to the Song family. Did Xiao Wenying really run away, or..."

"Give me ten minutes."

Mo Erchen quickly hung up the phone.

Helian Cheng felt inexplicably uneasy in his office.

Although his mother-in-law wasn't good to Zhizhi, she was still his wife's biological mother.

It's understandable that Zhizhi is worried about her.

Could it be that the Song father and son forced her to come to her wife for money, and when she failed, they...

Helian Cheng and Song Zhizhi shared the same suspicion.

He and Song Zhizhi also knew that the Song family father and son treated Xiao Wenying very badly. Could it be that they really did something to her? His heart sank.

Ten minutes later, Merschen called.

Helian Cheng answered the phone quickly.

"Liancheng, your mother-in-law may seem humble and timid, but she has done something truly remarkable this time!"

"What is it, Second Brother?"

"She sold all of Song Weilong's jewelry at a low price, consulted a law firm about a quick divorce, and then secretly ran away to Switzerland with the money. When Song Weilong found out, he was so angry that his blood pressure spiked and he fainted. He is currently in the emergency room at the First People's Hospital."

"Is that so? That's good! They're just getting their comeuppance, and I can put Zhizhi's mind at ease now."

"Aren't you and your sister-in-law going to the hospital to get checked out?"

"I'm not going. They all deserve it."

"Well, hung up."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Helian Cheng grabbed his car keys, rushed out of the CEO's office, and drove back to the He family villa.

In the villa bedroom

Song Zhizhi kept glancing at the door, waiting for her husband to come home.

"Wife, your mother sold Song Weilong's jewelry, ran off with the money, and really went to Switzerland. Song Weilong was so angry that he fainted and is still in the hospital receiving emergency treatment."

Helian Cheng pushed open the door and said impatiently.

"really?"

"Yes, Second Brother found out."

"It seems she's safe and sound, so everything's alright."

Song Zhizhi seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Do you think we need to go to the hospital to get it checked out?"

Helian Cheng asked tentatively.

After all, no matter how bad Song Weilong is, he is still his wife's biological father, and there is still some connection in terms of blood relations.

“I’m not going. Who told him to be so cruel to me? He sold me to that old man for the sake of the company’s interests. Besides, he never cared about me at home and never treated me like his daughter. He deserves to be in the hospital.”

Song Zhizhi spoke indifferently, showing no concern whatsoever for her father's emergency treatment.

"Okay, we won't go, Ting, you're my wife."

"Ah."

"Shall we go downstairs for a walk in the garden? Or your husband can take you to the mall for some shopping?"

Helian Cheng could tell that his wife was stubborn but soft-hearted, and that she wasn't in a good mood.

He wanted to take her out to relax.

"I'm not going, Liancheng. We can't be too extravagant and wasteful. You and your brother run the group, and making money isn't easy. You should go back to the group and work hard! I'm fine."

Although Song Zhizhi was born into a wealthy family, she never enjoyed the luxurious life of a rich girl. In addition, her experience of working part-time during college made her realize how difficult it is to earn money, so she has always been very frugal.

"It's okay, I have money. We won't use the money in the group account. I'll buy it for you with my own money. As long as you're happy, that's all that matters."

"Okay then, thank you, honey."

A smile appeared on Song Zhizhi's face.

She was indeed feeling down and needed to relieve her stress; shopping was one way to do so.

"Wait for me a moment, I'm going to change my clothes."

"No rush, honey, take your time changing and dress up nicely. There's a big brother in the company, I can keep you company."

Helian Cheng spoke with a doting tone, his face beaming as he looked at Song Zhizhi.

Song Zhizhi nodded and turned to go to the walk-in closet in the bedroom.

She chose a light blue haute couture dress, put on the wedding gift He Jindong gave her—a set of sapphire jewelry—selected a white Versace new bag, and wore white high heels before leaving the dressing room.

"Honey, you look so beautiful! The jewelry my dad gave you was left by my mom for her future daughter-in-law. It suits you perfectly."

"Does it really look good?"

"Yes, my wife really knows how to dress. Dressed like this, she looks just like the wife of the president of the Hers Group."

Helian Cheng sweetly coaxed his wife.

"You're so sweet-talking, aren't you leaving yet?"

Song Zhizhi's lips curled up slightly as she was coaxed.

"Alright, madam, please."

Helian Cheng deliberately made a gentlemanly gesture of invitation.

"Let's go."

Song Zhizhi took Helian Cheng's arm and went downstairs.

Downstairs, the housekeeper and maids were preparing fruit for Song Zhizhi.

Seeing the two people coming downstairs, the housekeeper hurried up.

"Young Master, we've prepared some fruit that Brother Gan air-freighted over for Madam. Are you two heading out?"

"The young mistress and I are going out for a stroll. You all prepare dinner. The young mistress likes spicy food, so prepare a few more dishes."

"Okay, Master."

No sooner had the butler finished speaking than a maid rushed in.

“Young Master, Young Madam, there is a Mr. Song Huirui outside who wants to see you. We tried to get rid of him, but he made a huge scene and refused to leave.”

"What is he here for?"

Helian Cheng glanced at his wife, as if seeking her opinion.

"Don't see him. Tell him to leave immediately."

Song Zhizhi's expression changed immediately.

"Okay, young lady."

The maid agreed and left.

"Honey, what if Song Weilong didn't make it?"

Helian Cheng speculated.

"Impossible. He's usually in very good health and has no illnesses. He might have just been overcome by anger, which would at most cause his blood pressure to rise, but he wouldn't die."

Song Zhizhi's face remained unchanged, still displaying a cold expression.

"Okay, let's ignore him and go shopping."

"it is good."

The two held hands and arrived at the entrance of the He family villa.

"Song Zhizhi, you heartless bastard, get out here! Dad's dying, aren't you coming to the hospital with me to see him one last time?"

Song Huirui was shouting frantically at the door.

Song Zhizhi paused in her steps.

She was frightened by Song Huirui's words.

"Second brother, Dad..."

"The doctor has issued a critical condition notice. You need to come to the hospital with me right away."

Upon seeing Song Zhizhi, Song Huirui rushed over and grabbed her hand.

"Let go. We need to go to the hospital. Don't hurt her."

Helian Cheng roared and shook off Song Huirui's hand that was holding his wife.

"If you have any conscience at all, hurry up and go to the hospital, let's go."

Song Huirui stopped holding Song Zhizhi's hand and turned to get into his car.

"Wife, it's your decision whether to go or not. I support you. Don't worry, with me here, the Song family can't do anything to you."

"Let's go to the hospital."

Song Zhizhi's face was pale, and her voice trembled slightly as she spoke.

"Okay, I'll call the bodyguards."

Helian Cheng called his bodyguards, who led Song Zhizhi into the car and headed to the hospital.