[MTL]After Marrying The Wrong Person, I Can't Leave

Ch 5

　　The ward that Tan Yue lives in is very big, it is in the form of a suite, with a balcony in the living room, luxuriously decorated, there is no smell of hospital-specific disinfectant in the ward, and it is not as white and depressing as ordinary hospitals.

　　When his mother was sick before, Song Linchu almost lived in the hospital as if he were his home. He was used to that environment, but suddenly he walked into a different one, and he was still a little unaccustomed.

　　I don't know, I thought I was staying in a hotel, or the super luxurious one.

　　It all boils down to six words: Evil rich people.

　　"Sir, someone is here," said the young man - Cheng Bin, Tan Yue's personal assistant.

　　Tan Yue was replying to an email, when he heard this, he raised his head, and his eyes met the young man who walked in.

　　Although the other party used his own photo as his avatar, the feeling of a real person is different from that of a photo.

　　A gray cashmere scarf was wrapped around the young man's neck, and bright face was exposed from the thick scarf. Because the heating in the ward was a bit high, it was flushed red, and his eyes were clear and bright, looking agile and lively.

　　It has to be said that his grandfather still knows him a little bit, and knows that he likes this kind of boy who has no experience in the world and seems to have no intentions.

　　Song Linchu was also looking at Tan Yue.

　　His first reaction was disbelief.

　　He had seen a photo of his father in Tan Mingqing's circle of friends, a man in his 40s who looked like he was in his thirties, tall, handsome and handsome.

　　He guessed that Tan Mingqing's uncle should be in his thirties, and with Tan Mingqing and his father Zhuyu in front, this uncle who was closely related by blood can't be more ugly.

　　But is the man in front of him too young and handsome?

　　Tan Mingqing is recognized as too handsome, but his uncle is several grades more handsome than him, with that face and waist, straight to the ceiling of appearance.

　　And even though he was Tan Mingqing's uncle, he looked not much older than them, only in his twenties, his face was weak and pale, he looked like a seriously ill person.

　　So how can we say that God is fair? God gave Tan Yue a superior family background and outstanding appearance, but he wanted him to die young.

　　Miserable, it is too miserable.

　　Song Linchu looked at the man's sickly pale face, and his heart was full of sympathy for him.

　　Even if this is the case, he still can't enjoy the last bit of time with peace of mind, and has to work hard to make money, and then leave the money he earns to Tan Mingqing, let him buy luxury goods for Su Zhan, and then disgust him.

　　Thinking about it this way, he was the worst.

　　Little green tea, wait, I'll turn you into a little fork soon.

　　Thinking of this, Song Linchu raised the insulated lunch box in his hand to Tan Yue, and said, "Mr. Tan, I brought you the herbal chicken I made."

　　Although Tan Yue looked a few years older than him, it was probably because his aura was so strong that Song Linchu couldn't help but use the honorific title.

　　The expression on Tan Yue's face was as indifferent as snow, making it hard to guess his likes and dislikes.

　　He said without emotion: "Put it aside."