After Transmigrating into the Main Shou, I Topped the Paranoid Big Shot 62

Chapter 62

In the hospital room with only one old and one young person left, an awkward and strange silence fell.
Zong Mo closed the door and turned back, just in time to see himself in the mirror by the door.
He didn’t wear makeup unless it was for filming. After all, he was young. Even if he was tired, his complexion wouldn’t be too bad. Only his slightly upturned phoenix eyes would turn red, which, paired with his fair skin, looked very lewd.
But he had rested well yesterday. He was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, looking fresh and clean. He looked like he could temporarily break away from his identity as the national wife and compete for the national first love boyfriend. He was very suitable to be brought home by a young girl to meet her parents.
But, the prerequisite was a young girl.
Zong Mo sat back down in the chair by the hospital bed, his heart in a mess.

Without him saying anything, the old man took the initiative to ask, “Is Little Chi still living in the villa in the west city?”
Zong Mo first let out a “mm,” and only then did he realize he shouldn’t know where Ruan Chi lived.
But Old Master Ruan didn’t show any strange expression and continued, “That was the house I gave his parents before. Before his parents passed away, their family of three had always lived there.”
Hmm?
Zong Mo looked up, unable to hide his surprise.
So this was the main reason why Ruan Chi insisted on living in the villa, and only recognized this one as his home among so many properties…?
Since Old Master Ruan had taken the initiative to mention it, Zong Mo boldly asked, “Then has he been living there alone all this time?”
“He lived with his parents before he was ten. Later, there was no one to take care of him, and I didn’t feel at ease leaving him with a nanny,” Old Master Ruan said. “I let him live in the main residence for a few years. When he was sixteen, he moved back on his own.”
Zong Mo was stunned.
Although it wasn’t stated explicitly, the age of ten should be when Ruan Chi’s parents passed away. It was also from this time that he started to keep a dog.
Zong Mo’s unintentional question had inadvertently touched upon the sad past of both the old and the young.
Zong Mo opened his mouth, but before he could apologize, the old man’s floodgates had opened and couldn’t be stopped. He asked again, “Do you know why I named him ‘Chi’?”
Zong Mo shook his head. He didn’t even know that Ruan Chi’s name was given by his grandfather.
“It’s the ‘Chi’ from ‘a qilin is not a creature of a small pond’,” the old man said.
Zong Mo had a lot of experience writing web novels and understood at once. It was said that many intellectual families liked to give their children names with a derogatory meaning, which meant to hide one’s brilliance in clumsiness.
But Old Master Ruan said, “I would rather this child be more ordinary, but unfortunately, he is a qilin talent.”
Zong Mo: …
He was saying it was a pity, but there was a smile on his lips. Zong Mo understood. This was him secretly showing off his grandson, just like in the interview he had seen online before.
Old Master Ruan sighed and added, “But his temper is not very good.”
Zong Mo didn’t answer for half a day, but his mind was racing non-stop.
Right. Even Lu Bo, that distant relative, knew what Ruan Chi’s personality was like. How could his own grandfather not know? It was just that he hadn’t expected Old Master Ruan to expose his grandson’s shortcomings to an outsider.
Fearing that the old man would not be able to stop and say too many things he shouldn’t hear, Zong Mo quickly said, “Why are you telling me these things?”
“It’s hard for Little Chi to get close to others,” Old Master Ruan said. “Including me.”
“No,” Zong Mo quickly explained on Ruan Chi’s behalf. “He came to pay you a New Year’s visit on the first day of the New Year, and came a few more times after that. It’s just that you were always asleep.”
After speaking, Zong Mo fell silent. Only after his rash words did he realize he knew too much.
And to explain to a grandfather on behalf of his grandson, this was something a grandson’s wife should do.
Old Master Ruan was expressionless and asked faintly, “Did he also bring you the last few times?”
Zong Mo answered honestly, “Yes, on the first day of the New Year. The other times, he came by himself. He said you were supposed to wake up, so he brought me again today.”
How should he explain it? He couldn’t possibly say he was here to bring good luck, could he? And it wasn’t very appropriate to say he was a comedian who could bring good luck either…
And, if the old man knew that his most proud grandson was gay and was the one on the bottom… he had just woken up from a coma, and his physical condition was not good. Wouldn’t he be angered to death?
Zong Mo’s thoughts were in a mess. He unconsciously bit his lower lip.
After a period of silence, Old Master Ruan let out a soft laugh.
Zong Mo looked over in confusion.
This time, Old Master Ruan frankly revealed his own sad past, saying, “Little Chi’s parents died in an accident when he was ten. His father was very pure and kind, and was good to others. Although he didn’t have much talent for business, he was my most beloved youngest son.”
Zong Mo: …
He finally got rid of the complicated feelings of “why are you telling me these things” and “I shouldn’t hear this” and answered silently in his heart:
CEO Ruan is really, completely the opposite of his father’s personality.
“Because of my favoritism towards his father, before he was even born, everyone knew he would inherit a large part of the Ruan family’s property,” Old Master Ruan continued.
“Whether I was good to him or not, he would be the one who was envied. Later, his parents died in an accident, and the part that originally belonged to his parents also fell on him, but there was no one to shelter him from the wind and rain. And he was so outstanding.”
Zong Mo’s adoptive parents had adopted him because they were childless. He had never experienced the complicated interpersonal relationships of such a large family.
Although he had no experience, from Old Master Ruan’s words, for such a wealthy large family, a large number of descendants did not mean liveliness, but rather scheming and fighting.
The most outstanding child would not receive the most love. The real situation was the exact opposite.
He would be envied by everyone.
Zong Mo continued to think. Being poor also had its good side, but looking at CEO Ruan’s extravagant style, he would probably rather work himself to death than be poor and carefree.
His mind raced, but he didn’t know how to answer.
Old Master Ruan didn’t need his evaluation and added:
“I was too busy back then and didn’t have much time to spend with him. When he grew up, my health failed. I often feel regretful. If I had taken some of the energy I put into my work to accompany him, perhaps he could have been as happy as his father, and we wouldn’t be so distant.”
“No, CEO Ruan cares about you very much. That’s why he comes to visit so often,” Zong Mo couldn’t help but explain on Ruan Chi’s behalf again. “There will be plenty of time in the future.”
Old Master Ruan smiled and shook his head, noncommittal.
When Zong Mo relaxed a little, he asked again, “Is Little Chi still busy with work all the time? Actually, he doesn’t have to do many trivial things himself, but unfortunately, he doesn’t trust anyone.”
Zong Mo: …
He didn’t know about Ruan Chi’s main job, but he knew very well what side business Ruan Chi was busy with. The two of them could be considered colleagues, the kind with a special relationship.
Could he say that?
Zong Mo, who was meeting a parent for the first time in two lifetimes, just wanted to grab the oxygen tank by the hospital bed and take a couple of breaths.
He said with difficulty, “Um, he filmed a variety show before. Hmm… it was like a vacation. CEO Ruan and I, and a few other artists, were together.”
Old Master Ruan probably guessed a lot from his hesitation and smiled again, showing a bit of kindness:
“I have no prejudice against actors. You were born well and are very suitable for this path. Little Chi doesn’t really like to receive too much attention. The variety show you mentioned must be very interesting for him to go.”
Zong Mo: …How could it not be interesting? It was such a battlefield, a transmigrated gong 1v5 the original book’s gongs*.
Before that, there was something even more interesting.
For example, an overbearing CEO planting rice seedlings and falling into a muddy field, acting as his true self as a Long Aotian.

At that moment, there was a sudden knock on the hospital room door.
Zong Mo immediately looked over. He had been counting the seconds like years. In reality, only a dozen or so minutes had passed. With this duration, this level of patience, the person knocking was very likely his CEO Ruan!
Zong Mo’s eyes lit up. He excitedly asked Old Master Ruan, “Someone’s here. Shall I open the door?”
The old man smiled, “Okay, you go.”
Zong Mo stood up abruptly and trotted over, almost hugging the person at the door and kissing him fiercely.
“CEO Ruan!”
Ruan Chi didn’t pay attention to him at first, walked straight into the room, and said, “Grandpa, if there’s nothing else, we’ll be leaving.”
Zong Mo: …
He could tell that Ruan Chi was very concerned about his grandfather, often visiting when he was in a coma. Now that he was awake, his attitude was faint, and he was unwilling to show any extra diligence.
But the old man was not angry and said readily, “Mm, you guys go first. And call the caregiver back on your way out.”
“Okay,” Ruan Chi was even more concise. After agreeing, he turned and left, walked back to the door, grabbed Zong Mo’s hand, and said, “Let’s go.”
Zong Mo: ?
Zong Mo hadn’t noticed that the old man’s eyesight was poor, but Ruan Chi had said it was. Maybe there was some truth to it. And now they were three or four meters away. Old Master Ruan probably couldn’t see clearly…
Wasn’t Ruan Chi holding his arm or wrist, but his fingers?
To be precise, he was holding his hand.

This high-end hospital was not as crowded as a normal hospital. It could even be said to be deserted. In the spacious corridor, only a few medical staff passed by occasionally.
Zong Mo stared at their intertwined hands for a while, not knowing if Ruan Chi had forgotten to let go.
While they were still not far, he advised, “CEO Ruan, your grandfather is awake. Why don’t you talk to him a little more?”
“There’s nothing much to say.”
“Um… your uncle and the others brought their grandson. You didn’t say a few nice words either. What if he doesn’t give you any property in the future?”
Ruan Chi smiled, “Are you worried about my inheritance for me?”
Zong Mo nodded, “Mm!”
Only with money can you do whatever you want!
Only then can you… come out with confidence.
“He’s not really old and confused,” Ruan Chi said nonchalantly. “He will give his industry to the person who has the ability to manage it.”
Zong Mo pondered for a moment and blinked his eyes, “Are you praising yourself?”
Ruan Chi smiled, did not answer, but asked, “What did he say to you?”
Zong Mo: …
As expected of a grandfather and grandson. He had to deal with them in turns.
Zong Mo said familiarly, “He praised you!”
He thought to himself: And he also exposed your old secrets!
“What else? Could he praise those good-for-nothing old things?” Ruan Chi accepted his answer frankly and also insulted his own elders again.
Zong Mo: …
He had to say, CEO Ruan was really much more polite to him than to others.