The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex Chapter 79
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Chapter 79: Ye Sr.
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
October, Ye City had entered the late autumn. The autumn wind was soughing, the trees at the roadside rustling in the wind, soon, the ground was covered by the fallen leaves.
A black Rolls-Royce parked at the parking lot of the Renmin Hospital of the city. Mo Yixuan and his wife, Xia Yuwei got out from the car, took off their black sunglasses, and tidied up their clothes. One of them holding the flowers, while the other carrying a basket of fruits and they walked to the hospital.
Xia Yuwei pursed her shiny red lips with a look of reluctance.
“Yixuan, why should we visit the old man in the hospital, we could ask the company staff to deliver these.” Xia Yuwei took her husband’s arm, she got nauseous when she thought about the thick smell of disinfectant that spreading in the hospital, and the haggard faces of the cancer patients. Besides, it’s just an old man who wasn’t their relative got hospitalized, was it necessary?
Mo Yixuan walked straight and entered the lobby of the hospital. There was crowded during weekend.
“Do not speak later on.” He glanced at his wife, said coldly with a sign of warning. He couldn’t understand that how could she be so thoughtless as she wore a black dress before he complained and asked her to change, and now she spoke impolitely.
They were visited an old man who suffered incurable disease, Ye Sr. Ye Sr. was the richest man in Ye City, running his business over 30 years, he’s worth more than 25 billion dollars. In commercial circles, he was famous and the elder, old and young were both respect and feared to the old man among the professions.
Besides, his father made friends with Ye Sr. when he was young. Ye Sr. was his father’s friend. How could he not visiting him in person?
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Got off from the lift, they were led to the top VIP room on the left by the nurse.
They went to the lounge of the ward, it wasn’t the smell of the thick disinfectant, but the refreshing scent of flowers.
The lounge was full of bunches of flowers, mostly with a variety of orchids. Ye Sr. loved orchids, so most of visitors would send the orchids.
There were more than hundred bouquet of flowers at the lounge, the flowers were delivered by the dignitaries and the business leaders of Ye City. They were late.
A tall man came out from the ward, he was thin and had a long face. Although his features weren’t delicate, they were angular and recognizable, especially the hollow eyes, looking impassively.
The man named Ye Yi, the eldest son of Ye Sr., he was 29-year-old. Soon, he would be the successor of the Ye Group as expected.
“Hi, Mr. Mo…Thanks for coming to visit my father.” Ye Yi reached out his hand which was white as a woman.
The two men shook hands politely.
“Wishing Ye Sr. good health and a speedy recovery.” Mo Yixuan nodded to Ye Yi, said appropriately.
Xia Yuwei smiled and looked up and down at the tall and thin man in front of her. This man might be the richest man of Ye City in future, his value could be ranked in the second in the country and top 10 in the world. He was the dream man among the women, but he wasn’t as handsome as Yixuan. He looked fair, thin, and frail.
“My father just finished dripping, he fell asleep. You may visit him but he might not able to talk to you.”
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