Contract Marriage: Billionaire and His Deaf Wife Chapter 845: What Is the Purpose? (3)

Zhan Dapeng was listening on the side and could clearly tell she was targeting soone with her tone, and he interjected unhappily: "Keep public and private matters separate."

Zhong Qiaohui cast a sidelong glance at Zhan Dapeng and said, "When did I ever deal privately with him? Wasn’t everything I said about official matters?"

Zhang Sanfeng quickly raised a hand to stop their argunt and said, "If there’s anything we can help with, feel free to ask."

"There shouldn’t be anything for now." Zhong Qiaohui returned to the main topic, speaking earnestly with them, "You all may not realize how capable she is now; whatever needs doing, she can handle it all by herself."

These words left everyone feeling sowhat powerless.

Of course, they had tasks they could do. Like Lao Ba, who had been running outside for days without a mont’s rest. Several world-famous private detectives were brought in by them, determined to uncover the missing person by digging three feet into the ground if necessary.

As Gu Dad and Gu Mom left, a figure stood on the second floor balcony, gently lifting a corner of the curtain with a finger, quietly watching the Gu Family’s car drive off.

Not until the car vanished beyond the horizon did that hand slowly release the curtain.

Then, Ou Yanan turned around and walked towards the workshop next door of Tang Sili.

Tang Sili was bent over sothing and didn’t notice his approach imdiately.

"Professor."

"Hmm?"

"My dad returned to the country today; I might go out tonight."

"Is that so?" Tang Sili’s tone seed as if it was a given, "It’s your dad; of course you should et him. Go ahead, if Mrs. Xiao asks, I’ll explain it to her clearly."

Ou Yanan seed to have a hint of hesitation on his face.

"What? You don’t want to tell her?"

"The professor should know her health condition best, so everything will be decided by the professor."

Upon hearing this, Tang Sili looked up, this black-hearted surgeon couldn’t suppress his displeasure, muttering to himself rather than addressing the student: "Since when did I, as a doctor, start making decisions on things unrelated to treating illness?"

Indeed, this was quite frustrating for him. His original role was simple: have any issues, directly tell the patient’s family, and let the family decide for themselves. Now, it turned out, there wasn’t a single imdiate family mber around the patient; even Gu Dad and Gu Mom had left. Those left in the house mostly echoed Zhang Sanfeng’s sentint that if anything happened to the patient, he would have to accompany them in burial.

This is why being a doctor is such a high-risk profession, especially a money-loving private one like him, always gambling with the bosses.

"You’re leaving tonight; how long do you plan to be gone? Your father returned, so you should at least spend a few days with him." Tang Sili said.

"Not sure—"

Tang Sili noticed the ambiguity in his expression and said, "Alright then, go ahead. You’re an adult now, capable of making your own decisions."

"Please tell Mrs. Xiao that if she asks, you can let her know, I’m not like her husband."

Was this a jab at his missing boss?

Tang Sili twitched his mouth, thinking that whatever his student said shouldn’t be overheard by the absent boss.

Gu Nuan was in the room flipping through the fairy tale book brought by Little Pudding, seemingly hearing the footsteps echoing down the hallway.

Her ears were growing increasingly peculiar; despite hearing nothing, she could sense sothing. Asking Tang Sili would likely result in him saying she was experiencing auditory hallucinations from severe ntal stress.