Han Haiyun started her nagging mode while dragging Tang Wei along.
"Iâm telling you, try to have less contact with those from Qin City in the future." Han Aiyun said as she walked with the gifts in her hands, "I said from the start, donât go, but you insisted, and came back in trouble."
"Today weâre visiting someone, Iâm telling you, you better be quick with your words." Han Aiyun couldnât help but remind her son, "This family not only has great influence in the military, but theyâre also one of the best in the entire Capital City."
"Your grandmother was close with his grandmother, but unfortunately, our generation is distant."
"Now her grandson is hospitalized, weâre going to visit, and mom hopes to revive this relationship, it will be helpful to you in the future."
"Mom, I donât need any of this." Tang Wei said helplessly.
After all, he is a top student from Kyoto University, and he has experience working in grassroots levels; as long as no major problems occur, he can certainly become a chief engineer in the factory.
Yet, his own mother didnât believe he had this capability, and was solely focused on finding a support for him.
But approaching like this, will they even pay attention to them?
After all, his grandmother has passed away many years ago.
"What can you do?" As expected, Han Haiyun glared at her son and said, "Donât look at your factory as doing well now, who knows what will happen later, maybe even the iron rice bowl wonât be secure."
If Gu Lingling were here, she would definitely give Han Haiyun a thumbs up.
"No matter where you go, you canât do without power in your hands," Han Haiyun said, "If you donât have it yourself, you should find a backed insurance."
So, is the person theyâre visiting today the support she found?
Tang Wei didnât say anything further.
From childhood to adulthood, almost everything concerning him was managed by his mother; his father was also involved in technology, focusing solely on research.
Hence, often complained by the mother.
Until he chose a career similar to his fatherâs, his mother became even angrier.
That was the only time he ever defied his motherâs decision, and he had to resort to self-harm to earn that chance.
"Your father and mother are unreliable now, son, mom is counting on you." At the door on the sixth floor, Han Haiyun looked at her son hopefully, "Donât let mom down."
Tang Weiâs lips moved, wanting to say something, but eventually it transformed into an âHmm.â
Seeing him nodding in agreement, Han Haiyun happily patted her sonâs shoulder, "Donât blame mom for being nagging; if you had the ability like the person here, mom would rest easy even if she died now."
Just now, they even registered and checked upon entering, this is what? This is a symbol of identity.
An identity of living here.
Unfortunately, her son, like her husband, is a silent gourd, knowing only how to deal with technology, completely clueless about relationships and connections.
If it wasnât for her holding up this family, at the Tang Family, they would have been completely devoured without a trace.
Tang Wei took a breath, adjusted his emotions, smiled at Han Haiyun, and pushed open the door to the ward.
"Aunt Zheng." Han Haiyun greeted the elderly lady inside with a smile, "I heard Yunhai is hospitalized, it worried me so much, I hurried to come and see. Is he doing okay?"
If not, she wouldnât have come over.
"Havenât seen you for a few years, youâre just like before." Han Haiyun said with a flattering smile.
Tang Wei stood there.
Accompanying the smile.