The domineering president keeps his little wife captive

When Meng Zimo and her friend arrived at the hospital, Meng's mother was already eating.

"Mom." Meng Zimo called her mother easily.

Meng's mother's hand holding the chopsticks paused for a moment, as if she was startled.

Mother Meng looked up and said, "Mo'er and Xiaoye, you are here, Xiaoye, you too, how can I let you ask your aunt to help?"

Meng's mother looked much more haggard during the time she stayed in the hospital. She couldn't leave this closed place every day.

He even spoke in a somewhat weak voice.

"Mo'er, take Auntie out for a walk. The sun is warm at noon. I'll watch over here. I'll tell you if there's anything going on."

Chen Yuye put his hand on Meng Zimo's shoulder, motioning her to take Meng's mother out for a while.

I feel listless and a little haggard and depressed when I'm here.

"Let's go, Mom." Seeing that her mother couldn't swallow her food, Meng Zimo took her mother's arm with heartache.

Meng's mother sighed, nodded, put down her chopsticks, and watched the mother and daughter talking as they walked away.

Chen Yuye’s brows couldn’t help but furrowed.

Meng Zimo supported her mother. As soon as they stepped out of the inpatient department, warm sunlight came in. "Mom, look." Meng Zimo pointed happily at the children running back and forth on the lawn.

"Mo'er!" Meng's mother spoke in a serious tone, as if she had made some important decision.

"What's wrong, Mom?" Meng Zimo's heart tightened when she saw her mother's depressed look.

"I decided that when your father wakes up, I will go back to my hometown and open a small shop with your father."

Meng's mother was also tired of the hustle and bustle of this city, and at her age she could no longer afford all the intrigues.

I just hope that the one I love will be healthy and by my side for the rest of his life.

"Why do you suddenly want to go back?" Meng Zimo asked suspiciously.

"I received a call from your father's good friend Wang Xin yesterday."

"That's what you said, Uncle Wang."

Meng Zimo had some impression that a few years ago, he and his father had joined forces to seize market shares, and every stock he invested in rose sharply.

At that time, they made a lot of money and the company became prosperous.

"Yes, he wants to withdraw his shares and leave the company, but the company is your father's favorite, so I want to transfer the company to him."

"Are you sure, mom? Do you really want to give it to outsiders?"

Meng Zimo knew why Wang Xin must have withdrawn his shares. He had fought side by side with his father for more than 20 years and had only just established his reputation. Although his fame was not very big, his normal profits were enough to support an average family's food and drink expenses for more than a decade.

Meng Zimo didn't know why he suddenly became like this. Was it because his father couldn't bear the shock of this that he...

"Your uncle Wang, I know he loves money. It's rare for him to work so hard for so many years. This time, even if it's your father, he can withdraw his shares!"

Meng's mother didn't want to explain too much, because Wang Xin's temperament suddenly changed in recent days. He didn't go to work or go to the company, and she was not there on the day he came.

Not sure what happened either.

"As long as you and dad are healthy and happy, I'm happy for you. It just so happens that my uncle and his family also run a breakfast shop in my hometown, so I'll feel at ease when you go back."

Meng Zimo knew what her mother was thinking. The current big business was no longer suitable for them and it was time for them to take a break.

Meng's father is 55 years old this year, and Meng's mother is 52. It has been more than 20 years since they started their business. They have achieved good results and the money they have earned is enough for them to live on for the rest of their lives.

"Yes, it's you. Your father and I had this idea a long time ago. When we met Xiaoye's mother, we hit it off and decided on your marriage without authorization."

Meng's mother patted Meng Zimo's hand on her arm, and the sunlight cast warm light on both mother and daughter.

Just like when people make decisions sometimes, good things can make people feel relieved, and giving up is a good start.

"Mom, I know you can't be wrong about people. I have made you worry for so long over the years. Don't worry, I will take good care of myself."

"I never worry about what you do. As long as you are safe, I will be relieved."

"My dear mother."

Meng Zimo leaned on her mother's shoulder coquettishly.

In the hospital——

Chen Yuye stood at the door of the intensive care unit, looking at his father lying on the hospital bed with tubes inserted into his body. Only the sound of his heart rate was emitted by the monitor.

Chen Yuye's eyes touched slightly, he turned and walked out of the intensive care unit to find a doctor to understand the condition.

"Is there an exact time when the patients in the 304 intensive care unit will wake up?"

The doctor checked the patient's information and said, "The patient may wake up in the next few days. His heart rate seems stable, and he is about to wake up. Family members should talk to him more and massage his legs more to promote blood circulation. It will be helpful for him to get up after he wakes up."

"Okay, trouble!"

"Yeah, it's my job."

Chen Yuye stood at the door of the ICU again. The hospital corridor was filled with the wailing of patients and nurses were busy shuttling back and forth.

"Let's go back! We've been out for a long time, and Xiaoye is alone there."

Meng's mother got up from the bench. The sun was so warm that she felt a little sleepy.

"Okay, let's go back then!"

As soon as the two people stepped into the hospital, a strong smell of disinfectant hit them in the face.

The hospital is a magical place that witnesses birth and death. Standing in a hospital, you can experience birth, aging, sickness and death.

"Master, Master, the patient inside is moving."

When the maid was wiping his hands, she noticed that Meng's father's fingers seemed to move when he touched them lightly.

The servant was frightened. It was indeed scary to suddenly move after lying down for a long time.

Chen Yuye ran into the ward without saying a word, and the beeping sound of the instrument echoed throughout the ward.

"Uncle, how do you feel?"

Chen Yuye bent down and looked at his father Meng. His eyes slowly focused and opened and closed slowly.

It was as if he had tried for a long time to wake up.

Chen Yuye quickly sent a message to Meng Zimo.

When Meng Zimo saw the message, she and her mother ran back in surprise and excitement.

If the elevator wasn't slow, Meng Zimo thought her mother could walk up the stairs in just three or two steps.

"Xiaoye, how are you, are you awake?"

As soon as Meng's mother entered the room, she saw Chen Yuye standing at the door. She looked at Meng Huoqiu who was lying quietly in the intensive care unit, and there seemed to be no sign of waking up at all.

"Didn't you say my dad showed signs of waking up?" Meng Zimo looked anxiously at the ward and then at Chen Yuye.

"The doctor came to see me just now and said that he would wake up soon. The slight movement just now was a reaction of the blood vessels."

After Chen Yuye finished explaining, Meng's mother's eyes dimmed again, "Okay, Mom, you go back and rest today, I'll stay here with you."

"No way, you should go back to school. I'm here." Meng's mother couldn't bear to see her daughter suffer.

"mom!"

"Xiaoye! Please send Mo'er back to school."

Meng's mother knew that Meng Zimo was very stubborn, so she turned to Chen Yuye and said.

Chen Yuye nodded, "Okay!"

"Go back quickly!"

After Meng's mother said goodbye to Meng Zimo, Chen Yuye took her hand and left the hospital.

As soon as Chen Yuye started the car, his cell phone rang. It was his mother calling, "Hello!" Chen Yuye turned on the speaker and his tone was very indifferent.

Meng Zimo thought, if this was my child, I would be so sad, he is so cold and emotionless.

"Ye'er, are you busy recently?" Chen's mother on the other end of the phone seemed to be accustomed to his tone, and her voice was still kind.

"Not busy." Chen Yuye said impatiently, and the car drove out of the parked car. The sunlight shone through the car window and shone on Chen Yuye's handsome face.

Meng Zimo is almost a fangirl. Even though he is cold and indifferent, he is still so handsome that people can't help but want to get closer to him.

"It's your birthday next week, and your dad has decided to hold it at Huayan Technology Plaza. What do you think?"

Chen Yuye’s birthday party is held every year. Meng Zimo heard the sound from the loudspeaker and learned that Chen Yuye’s birthday was coming, but her girlfriend didn’t even know about it.

"Okay, I understand." Chen Yuye answered expressionlessly. He never asked about these things, and it was not the way he liked to spend his time, so it didn't matter how he spent his time.

"How are you and Mo'er doing lately?"

After Chen's mother finished talking about the arrangements for Chen Yuye's birthday party, she became concerned about his private life. Chen Yuye turned around and looked at Meng Zimo meaningfully before continuing to drive.

"Something happened in Mo'er's family recently. You will find out if you check. I'll drive and we'll talk later." After Chen Yuye finished speaking, he reached out and hung up the phone, without letting his mother ask any more questions.

"Why did you tell your aunt?" Meng Zimo was referring to her father's matter.

"She'll know sooner or later anyway. Knowing sooner will give her something to work on." Chen Yuye held the steering wheel calmly, giving people an indescribable sense of security.

He knew his mother would feel guilty if she knew about it later.

"Is it your birthday?" Meng Zimo felt guilty and suddenly felt like an unqualified girlfriend.

She only found out about it now that her birthday was almost here.

"Yeah." Chen Yuye's answer made Meng Zimo feel even more uncomfortable.

I felt that I was deeply sinful. I never really understood him, and during the time we were together we were either arguing or on the way to an argument.

"I don't know until now whether you will blame me or not."

Meng Zimo pouted and looked at Chen Yuye guiltily.

Chen Yuye turned his head to look at her, smiled lightly and said nothing.

But it seemed like everything was said.

Oh my god! What does he mean by this?

Are you blaming me? Or not?

Meng Zimo felt confused. She couldn't understand Chen Yuye's expression nor could she figure out what he was thinking.

"Are you blaming me? Are you?"

Meng Zimo must get an answer today, otherwise she will feel uncomfortable.

"No, it's a boring party anyway."

"So do you want to be alone with me?"

Chen Yuye turned to look at Meng Zimo, gave her a mixed look, then turned back to driving seriously, then spoke softly to her about the birthday scenes over the years.

And it has been like this for 28 years, there is no possibility of change.

As the car was driving through the city streets, Meng Zimo suddenly received a WeChat message on her phone.

Meng Zimo picked up the phone, it was a message from her mother.

"Xiaomo! How is your father? I just found out now." The worried look on Meng's mother's face has already appeared in Meng Zimo's mind.

"It's okay, Auntie. I believe my dad will wake up soon. Don't worry."

"Your mother must be very tired! I don't even dare to disturb her." Chen's mother couldn't even sit still on the sofa at this time. She walked back and forth in the office. She was worried but didn't dare to ask more questions, for fear of bringing up sad things again.

"It's okay, Auntie, don't worry." Meng Zimo suppressed her inner sorrow and tried to persuade her kindly, "I went to see my mother today, she's in good condition."

"Okay, okay, I'll go see her in the next few days. I haven't seen her for a long time." Chen's mother was still very worried, so Jue decided to take time to go and see her. Meng Zimo didn't say anything in response.

She also envied their friendship. Even though they hadn't seen each other for more than ten years, they still had so much to talk about when they met again.

Two people care about each other and trust each other for no reason.

"By the way, Auntie, has Chen Yuye's birthday party been decided?" Meng Zimo glanced at Chen Yuye's sour face. He must be unwilling to go for this event, which is why he had this attitude.

"Yes!"

"Is this going to be a big event too?"

Meng Zimo sent the message nervously. She didn’t know what Chen’s mother would say, but she also wanted to fight for him.

It was a long time before Chen's mother responded, "If he doesn't want to, you two can celebrate it alone. After all, you should do something meaningful together." Chen's mother knew that the birthdays that Chen Yuye had celebrated in recent years were not what he wanted, but he was a well-known figure after all, and it would be unreasonable not to celebrate his birthday in a grand manner.

But this year is different. He has a girlfriend and it’s time for him to live his own life away from the media’s attention.

After reading the message, Meng Zimo's smile almost broke into pieces.

"Really, Auntie?"

"Well, really."

"Thank you, Auntie. This year, it's just him and I who will celebrate our birthdays. Do you think you guys are monopolizing him?"

Meng Zimo was afraid that Chen's mother would think they were too selfish.

"No, we're happy as long as you're fine. What's the big deal? I'm tired of living like this every year."

"Thank you, Auntie. Thank you."

"Thank you silly kid."

Meng Zimo turned off the screen and tried to hold back her laughter as she watched Chen Yuye driving. She didn't know where to start with a smile on her face.

Chen Yuye looked at her in confusion, "What's wrong? What are you laughing at? What are you so happy about?"

"Of course I'm happy for us."

"What's wrong?" Chen Yuye looked confused. He couldn't guess why Meng Zimo was suddenly so excited.

"Auntie agreed that we can celebrate our birthdays by ourselves."

"What." Chen Yuye just drove to the school gate and braked suddenly, causing Meng Zimo to bounce back.

She swallowed. Was she really that excited?

I almost flew out, but it was okay.

"Is it true or not?" Chen Yuye still didn't believe Meng Zimo's words and asked her again and again, nothing has changed in all these years, could it be possible that this year could be different.

"Do I need to lie to you?" Meng Zimo turned her head away proudly.

After returning to school, Meng Zimo calmed down and looked at the information. Chen Yuye also returned to the company to continue his busy work.

Chen Yuye’s birthday soon arrived. Meng Zimo went to buy groceries early and took a taxi to the downstairs of Chen Yuye’s community.

Chen Yuye gave her a spare key. She quietly opened the door and entered the room, only to find that Chen Yuye was not there.

She put down the food, opened the refrigerator and helped Chen Yuye fill it up.

Then he sat on the sofa and curled up on it and sent a message to Chen Yuye, "Where are you?"

Chen Yuye came out of his own house. He went home to have dinner with them last night. It was too late so he did not go back. Just as he was about to start the car, he received a message from Meng Zimo.

"Ready to go back, are you here yet?"

"Well, I'll wait until you come back."

Chen Yuye was originally planning to go to the school to pick up Meng Zimo, but he didn't expect that she would come secretly.

Chen Yuye arrived soon. He planned to go out for dinner today and take Meng Zimo out for a look.