Chapter 123: Chapter 121: Jiang Silu’s True Feelings

And so it was for the next hour and a half.

Lu Fan sat by Jiang Silu’s side, completely still.

He just quietly watched his daughter rest in the hospital bed.

It had to be said, even though Jiang Silu’s face was so gaunt right now,

her beauty was still stunning.

Her delicate and pitiable beauty made Lu Fan’s heart ache.

’Sigh, if only I hadn’t been so wild back then.’

’Otherwise, if I had raised Sifan and Silu properly with Yixia, I bet if they’d been cultivated from a young age, they would’ve definitely gotten into Tsinghua and Peking University.’

Of course, even if Sifan and Silu didn’t end up getting into Tsinghua and Peking University,

it wouldn’t make a difference to Lu Fan.

His net worth was now so immense that as long as his two children didn’t try to start a business, they would never have to worry about food or clothing for the rest of their lives.

But if Lu Fan just put in a little effort now, showed concern for Silu and Sifan, and tried his best to earn Yixia’s forgiveness,

perhaps in the near future, he too could live a happy, reunited family life.

This was precisely a feeling Lu Fan had never experienced in all these years.

Just as he was lost in thought about the days to come, Jiang Silu coughed twice, then opened her eyes. After a moment’s hesitation, she cautiously ventured, "Uncle Lu, I’d like some water..."

She actually wanted to call him Dad, but she still couldn’t bring herself to say it.

Throughout this whole ordeal, Lu Fan had been, one could say, a very responsible father.

Logically, Jiang Silu should have called him Dad.

But every time, the word would get stuck in her throat.

She didn’t know if Lu Fan would be hurt or saddened by it.

Jiang Silu thought, ’If I were in his shoes and my own daughter never called me Dad, I’d be sad too, right?’

But Lu Fan wasn’t thinking that far ahead. Right now, he just wanted to take good care of Jiang Silu and make his daughter as comfortable as possible.

When he heard his daughter ask for water, he immediately said, "Okay, right away."

Then he grabbed a cup and walked over to the water cooler.

He returned to Jiang Silu’s side and carefully helped her drink.

As he did, he worried that she might choke.

After Jiang Silu finished drinking, perhaps because the medicine was taking effect, her condition improved slightly.

She looked at Lu Fan, blushing a little as she apologized, "I’m sorry for taking up so much of your time."

"What are you talking about?" Lu Fan replied. "Don’t say things like that ever again. Being with you is never a waste of time for Dad."

Hearing this, Jiang Silu’s heart felt warm.

Although she was clear-headed enough to know that Lu Fan was probably just saying things to humor her,

but so what if he was? Don’t all girls love to hear these things?

Besides, other girls were tired of hearing their fathers say such things.

But for her, a child who had lacked a father’s love for eighteen years, the more she heard words like these, the better.

Soon, the IV drip was finished.

The nurse came over and removed the needle.

At the same time,

Chen He walked in.

He was holding Jiang Silu’s laptop bag, and following behind him was a young woman wearing glasses.

Upon seeing Lu Fan, the young woman immediately bowed slightly and said, "President Lu."

"Xiaoya, thank you for making a special trip," Lu Fan explained simply. "It’s like this: my daughter is participating in the Landscape Cup competition, and her project is due tomorrow. It still needs some revisions, but she’s sick and not in good shape. So she can only provide the ideas, and I need you to do the actual drawing."

After hearing this, Xiaoya immediately replied, "President Lu, don’t worry. You can leave it to me."

Then, she smiled at Jiang Silu and said, "Hello there. I’m an architectural designer at your father’s company, currently in charge of the Changbin Park design project. Could I see your work?"

Chen He immediately took out Jiang Silu’s laptop. "This is the young miss’s computer. The project is on it."

Jiang Silu sat up in her hospital bed, opened her laptop, launched the software, and said to Xiaoya, "Sister Xiaoya, this is my project."

"This is quite good. Which part needs to be changed?"

"The material for the waterfront promenade needs to be changed, and the color too."

"You’re right. This material doesn’t look aesthetically pleasing enough for the waterfront promenade..."

The two of them began discussing the project’s design.

Seeing that he wasn’t much use in the hospital room,

Lu Fan stepped out, leaving the two of them space to discuss.

Out in the hallway, he happened to run into Dean Jin, who was with Director Qian.

Dean Jin asked with concern, "I just heard from the head nurse that the young lady has finished her IV drip, is that right?"

"Yes, she’s much better now. She’s resting inside. Just a moment ago, she was talking about needing to work on her drawings. Her competition project is due tomorrow," Lu Fan said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Director Qian immediately started praising him. "President Lu, you have such an outstanding daughter. I’m truly envious. My son just plays video games as soon as he’s out of school. He’s playing that... what is it, Delta Force, all day long. I’m at my wit’s end with him."

"My daughter isn’t much better," Dean Jin said, feeling inadequate. "President Lu is the one who knows how to raise a daughter."

Lu Fan thought to himself, ’Actually, the credit for both Silu’s and Sifan’s upbringing belongs entirely to Jiang Yixia. It has nothing to do with me.’

But since everyone was just exchanging pleasantries and flattering each other, he didn’t bother to explain.

After all, he had grown used to hearing this kind of flattery over the years.

After a few more pleasantries, Dean Jin and Director Qian took their leave.

After all, their main task was just to make their presence known to Lu Fan.

Now that their mission was accomplished, they didn’t linger.

After they left, Lu Fan noticed he had several new messages on WeChat.

One was from Song Miaomiao.

It turned out that after Song Miaomiao got back to the dorm, she hadn’t heard anything from Jiang Silu for several hours, so she mustered up the courage to send Lu Fan a message.

Speaking of which, Lu Fan not only had Song Miaomiao’s WeChat, but he had also added Lu Yao and the others.

His goal was to learn more about his daughter’s life through them.

Song Miaomiao: [Uncle Lu, how is Lulu?]

Lu Fan replied: [It’s nothing serious, just the flu. By the way, you all should take care of yourselves too. You can disinfect the dorm with alcohol. Silu won’t be coming back to the dorm for the next couple of days to avoid infecting you.]

When Song Miaomiao learned that Jiang Silu was going to be fine, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Miaomiao: [Okay. Well, Uncle Lu, please tell Lulu to get plenty of rest.]

Lu Fan: [Okay, thank you, Miaomiao.]

Lu Fan had a rather high opinion of the young woman, Song Miaomiao.

Although her looks weren’t particularly outstanding, she was very loyal, detail-oriented, and very observant of Jiang Silu’s feelings.

This was the conclusion Lu Fan had drawn from his few interactions with her.

Then he saw that Wen Wan had also sent him a message.

It was about her studies.

So, Lu Fan replied in the simplest terms he could manage.

It had to be said, this girl, Wen Wan, was quite studious.

She had only just added him, yet she was already eager to ask questions.

Of course, this was a good thing.

One shouldn’t be afraid to ask others for help.

In fact, people will be pleased by your courage to ask.

He hadn’t expected that a child as shy and introverted as Wen Wan would be so proactive when it came to her studies.

It made him see her in a new light.

It seemed the personalities of young people these days were quite diverse.

He would have to keep up with the times and try harder to understand the minds of the younger generation.

Lu Fan looked at Chen He, who was standing to the side, and asked, "Chen He, do you think I’m old?"

Upon hearing this, Chen He immediately shook his head. "Boss, how could you be old? When you go out, everyone says you look like you’re thirty."

"That’s because they’re all flattering me," Lu Fan explained.

Chen He replied, "No, no, no. If I didn’t know you, Boss, and you were standing in front of me right now, I’d also think you were just a thirty-year-old man. Who would guess you have an eighteen-year-old daughter in that hospital room?"

Lu Fan was very pleased with his words and gestured. "You have my permission to go for a one-hour swim tonight."

"Really? Thank you, Boss!" Chen He grew instantly excited at the thought of using that swimming pool, which was bigger than a soccer field.

As time passed, the door to the hospital room opened once again.

Xiaoya came up to Lu Fan and said, "President Lu, I’ve finished helping the young miss with her project design."

"That fast?" Lu Fan was a little surprised.

Xiaoya praised her, "Actually, the young miss’s project was already very complete. It just needed a few minor tweaks. For a freshman to have this level of thinking and accomplishment is truly impressive."

Xiaoya was a master’s student from the architecture department of Qingbei University.

Her academic performance had always been in the top three.

Lu Fan could see no false pleasantries in her eyes, only genuine admiration.

Compared to the insincere flattery from people like Dean Jin, receiving Xiaoya’s sincere praise left Lu Fan very satisfied.

He nodded and gestured. "Alright, Xiaoya, you can head back for now. Thank you for your hard work."

"It’s no problem, President Lu. I’ll be going then~"

After Xiaoya left, Lu Fan returned to the hospital room once more.

This time, Jiang Silu had clearly regained much of her color.

She looked at the project on her laptop, very excited. "I’ve finally finished it."

Lu Fan smiled. "Don’t get too excited. You’re still a patient, you know."

"Hee hee..." Jiang Silu gave a slightly embarrassed laugh.

Although her head still hurt a little, she could clearly feel that her excitement was overriding the pain.

Seeing her like this, Lu Fan asked, "By the way, what do you want to eat today?"

Jiang Silu thought for a moment, then shook her head. "I don’t really feel like eating."

Then she looked up, thought for two seconds, and said in a small voice, "I want to eat something you made... Can you cook?"

At this moment, even if Lu Fan couldn’t cook, he had to agree immediately. "No problem. You get some rest. I’ll go back and start cooking right now!"

With that, he soothed Jiang Silu, walked out of the room, and immediately dialed Old Luo’s number. "Hey, Old Luo, I need to learn how to cook! The one-hour crash course kind!!"