News that Meng Zhiyuan had woken up spread throughout the Meng Corporation in no time, bringing joy to some and dismay to others.
Mu Shaoxuan and the others rushed over as soon as they heard.
The moment they reached the ward, they saw the man everyone respected and feared leaning weakly against the headboard.
Well... the beautiful young man beside him was feeding him fruit, one bite at a time.
Knock, knock, knock!
Meng Zhiyuan glanced up indifferently, opened his mouth to take the piece of apple the boy offered him, then lowered his eyes without a word.
Jiang Ze, however, quickly turned around, a radiant smile on his face.
"Uncle Shaoxuan! You're here!"
Fine, fine. Clearly, they had come at the wrong time and interrupted the couple's display of affection.
Couldn't they see that Meng Zhiyuan's icy gaze was practically freezing them solid?
"Haha, Xiao Ze, thank you for all your hard work. Look how thin you've gotten! Let me feed him!"
Meng Zhixing laughed awkwardly. Whether he genuinely hadn't noticed his second brother's chilling gaze or what, he actually stepped forward to feed him.
"How's Father?"
Meng Zhiyuan shot him a glance, took a tissue, and wiped his mouth, looking very much like he had eaten his fill.
"Oh, the old man heard you woke up. He should be rushing over right now. He'll probably be here any minute!"
Meng Zhiyuan nodded.
"With Father's health, why put him through all that trouble? I'll be discharged soon enough."
"No!"
Before Meng Zhixing could say anything, Jiang Ze hurriedly spoke up beside him.
Everyone's eyes immediately landed on him.
Jiang Ze cleared his throat twice and declared firmly,
"Uncle Zhiyuan just woke up. He still needs time to recover! How can he leave the hospital so soon?"
"Tsk, tsk, Xiao