Ethical distribution of emotions?
This phrase is quite interesting and sophisticated.
Xiang Wenhua was quite relaxed as he said, "Huainan is going to acknowledge his father, which is very important. Given his special circumstances, it is not possible for him to change back to the Ma surna. However, a surna isn't significant to his academic pursuits in life. This child was born to be a scholar. As for Qingqing, she will definitely acknowledge her parents too. As for what roads they will take in the future, that's up to the kids to choose! But..."
He emphasized a certain tone, which made Liu Zhizhong concentrate deeply and nod.
"Qingqing will most likely stay, stay by my side. My daughter, I can no longer let her suffer all kinds of hardships. Acknowledging her ancestors and changing her surna is necessary."
"As for Ma Xudong, if his treatnt in the UK goes well and his health permits, he should change his na and co to Ningnan. If he wants to work, I can arrange sothing; if he doesn't want to work, taking care of a forty-sothing-year-old is also manageable. It's certainly better than staying in prison, right?"
Liu Zhizhong nodded and gave a thumbs up. "You are truly Brother Wen Hua, compassionate and loyal. Let's hope that all of this ends happily! In that case, before you board the plane tomorrow night, can I say goodbye to Qingqing and Secretary Ma?"
Xiang Wenhua smiled slightly and said, "Of course. Qingqing very much wants to see you, really wants to. For Ma Xudong's part, he already knows the truth, and before going to the UK for treatnt, he does indeed want to see you. At this ti..."
As he spoke, he glanced at his watch and continued, "If his flight isn't delayed, he might arrive in about two hours."
"Brother Wen Hua is reliable! Can I go to the airport to pick him up? There's enough ti for that."
"If you're willing, it's alright. I'll have the helicopter take you back to the hospital first to get your car."
"Okay, thank you Brother Wen Hua!"
As Xiang Wenhua escorted Liu Zhizhong to the helicopter landing pad, Liu Zhizhong couldn't contain his curiosity and asked, "How co I haven't seen little miss Qingqing these days? What is she busy with?"
Ah, thinking of Qingqing now, she couldn't bear the Ma surna anymore, she had to take the Xiang surna. Liu Zhizhong was quite emotional.
She had beco the niece of Wen Xin, ah... fate, who can really say?
Xiang Wenhua explained, "She went with to the UK, and didn't co back this ti; she's waiting for us there. Wen Xin has a playful spirit and is traveling around! She specifically ntioned sothing, you played a big part in this matter, her Rolls-Royce motorho, she's giving it to you, and I agree. You can drive it anywhere in the country, don't worry about violations, of course, safety first is sufficient."
"Ah? This... I wouldn't dare to drive such a vehicle..."
"I agree! The distinguished eldest son of the Xiang family, Mr. Xiang Wenhua, agrees!"
Liu Zhizhong: "..."
He could only spread his hands, "Alright, under the Iron Fist, I must yield!"
Xiang Wenhua showed a satisfied smile, "Get on the plane. Before we depart on our chartered flight tomorrow night, I hope to see Mr. L's latest work, a comprehensive and reasonable summary of this affair that doesn't expose privacy and leaves netizens to guess."
Liu Zhizhong felt secretly proud but said on the surface, "You've seen right through again, Brother Wen Hua, hehe... I will handle the writing carefully, not letting anyone be embarrassed."
"Good, I trust you! Go to the airport to pick up your forr leader. He will co out of the VIP hall, and I'll notify my people to greet him."
"Okay!"
Afterwards, Liu Zhizhong boarded the helicopter, which took off swiftly, providing exclusive transport back to the hospital...
On the landing pad, Xiang Wenhua looked up and waved goodbye, the picture of dignity and composure.
Once the helicopter was out of sight, he smiled in satisfaction, thinking to himself: This young man is not bad, not bad at all. If Qingqing truly likes him, bringing him into the family wouldn't be impossible, hehe...
When Liu Zhizhong arrived at the hospital, he went back to the parking lot, looking at the 20 million custom-made luxury motorho that suddenly beca his to own.
He was a little excited, but also reflective.
The Iron Fist Family, is their gift really so expensive?
The master doesn't mind, and the master's brother doesn't mind either, sigh...
Well then, first drive to the airport to pick up Ma Xudong, then consider exploring the power of this thing.
It looks like a luxurious sedan, but it's actually a motorho, that needs to be thoroughly investigated. Later, driving back to Hu Yang, huh? 1700 kiloters, not afraid, haha...
Upon arriving at the airport, Liu Zhizhong waited.
The fact that Ma Xudong could leave prison and co here showed how strong the Xiang family was!
Throughout, Xiang Wenhua made no promises to him, but Liu Zhizhong didn't regret it. After all, he was now operating in Hu Yang Province with the backing of Qian Xuan and Feng Xiaoyue.
When the ti was about right, Ma Xudong, looking sowhat thin but spirited, did indeed erge from the VIP hall of the airport.
Though he wasn't handcuffed and even carried luggage, he was indeed accompanied by two plainclothes n; they did not seem to be escorting him but rely accompanying him.
Liu Zhizhong, wearing sunglasses, called out "Uncle Ma" and directly approached him.
Ma Xudong was imdiately overwheld with tears of joy, unable to contain his happiness as he rushed over and embraced him tightly, truly weeping without a sound...
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