"You want to sell cabbage, don't you? Unfortunately, I have no interest in your family's cabbage," Huayan retorted fearlessly, facing Mrs. Cheng's disdainful gaze.

"How dare you... How dare you speak to me like this? Do you have the courage to talk back because you've eaten the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard? From now on, don't even think about entering the Cheng family's door," Mrs. Cheng angrily pointed her finger at Hua Yan.

Hua Yan chuckled, "Please keep it down. This is a hospital, not your backyard, aunty!"

"What did you say? Aunty? You uncultured woman!" Mrs. Cheng was so furious that she almost fainted, and if it weren't for the wall to lean on, she would have collapsed right there. Nothing infuriated her more than being called 'old'. Hua Yan's remark nearly made her burst a blood vessel. She wanted to lash out then and there, but seeing more people gathering around and knowing that Cheng Industries was at a critical stage of collaboration with several foreign companies, she swallowed her pride.

"Even if you have a sharp tongue, you're just a discarded woman my son doesn't want," Mrs. Cheng spat out before staggering away.

Hua Yan noticed a news article in the newspaper she had been reading earlier about Cheng Industries' recent collaboration with foreign companies. Despite Mrs. Cheng's arrogance, Hua Yan decided to swallow her pride for now. Today, she only reclaimed a small victory, but she would seize bigger opportunities in the future. She had originally intended to cut ties with the Cheng family, but Mrs. Cheng's taunting remarks reignited her inner stubbornness.

Chang Ma brought dinner and insisted on leaving after ensuring Hua Yan had eaten and providing her with two extra jackets. Finally, after a night of exhaustion, the good news of Hua's father's awakening arrived the next morning.

When Hua's father saw his daughter's complex expression of surprise, joy, and tears, he stammered, "Xiao... Wei, I..."

He couldn't bear to face his daughter, especially after everything that had happened—forcing her into marriage to save the family business, which eventually failed, leading to the deaths of his wife and son, and the forced divorce of his youngest daughter by Cheng Jie.

"Father, if you have something to say, please go ahead," Hua Yan couldn't bear to see her father so distressed and asked gently. After all, she wasn't the real Hua Yan, and she didn't harbor any resentment towards her father. Hearing that her father only had her left, she felt a pang of guilt.

"Xiao Wei, are you okay? Father is not well... I didn't protect you... and let them bully you..."

"Father, I'm fine."

"You must resent Father, or hate Father. It's all Father's fault... Oh..."

"Father, I don't blame you. Let bygones be bygones."

"Xiao Wei, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Don't just look at Father, go and eat something. Young people need to take care of their health. Go on, go on..." Hua's father was overwhelmed with emotions, babbling on. Seeing her adorable father like this warmed Hua Yan's heart.

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"Father, Chang Ma will bring breakfast soon, and there's a pot of chicken soup for you," Hua Yan teased, making her father smile.

"Father, you don't have to worry about me resenting you. I came to see you today, didn't I? When can you leave the hospital?"

"As long as you don't resent me. Back then... Oh," Hua's father mumbled, his adorable demeanor nearly making Hua Yan burst into laughter.

"Father, let bygones be bygones. Everyone makes mistakes in life. Let's focus on the future. Right now, the most important thing is for you to recover."

After the father and daughter reconciled and had a heart-to-heart conversation, Chang Ma brought breakfast. Hua Yan fed her father with her own hands, delighting him. After spending half his life chasing money, he suddenly realized that all he wanted in life was good health and filial piety from his children.

The heartwarming scene brought tears to Flower Father's eyes as he ate, and Flower Yan couldn't help but sigh inwardly, wishing she could ask the former owner of her body: "If only we knew then what we know now."

Finally, Flower Father, seeing Flower Yan's tired face with dark circles under her eyes, realized she was struggling to stay awake just to accompany him. Concerned for her well-being, he sternly sent her home to rest, leaving Chang Ma to keep him company.

Before leaving the hospital, Flower Yan still felt uneasy and went to the attending physician to inquire further about her father's condition. Learning the details made her marvel at the privileges she had been granted since her rebirth. Even the doctor marveled at Flower Father's remarkable recovery despite his past issues with smoking, drinking, and stress. With another two weeks of rest, he could be discharged.

Two weeks passed, and today was Flower Father's discharge day. Flower Yan noticed that Flower Father seemed troubled, barely touching his breakfast. After confirming with the doctor that Flower Father was physically fine, Flower Yan guessed that something was bothering him.

"Father, if there's something on your mind, please tell me. Keeping it to yourself makes me feel like you don't see me as your family," Flower Yan said, prompting Flower Father's emotions to surface. He felt overwhelmed by loneliness, pain, and confusion.

Flower Father hesitated to speak, but Flower Yan could sense his inner turmoil.

"Father, why don't you sit down for a while? Let Chang Ma help you pack, and I'll go take care of your discharge procedures. We'll go home together later."

"Home... Xiao Wei, do you want Father to live with you?" Flower Father had been worrying about his discharge since last night. Although Flower Yan had been taking care of him diligently for the past two weeks, making him feel incredibly happy, he wasn't sure if he would still be able to see his daughter every day after leaving the hospital. Right now, all he wanted was to spend every day with his daughter, take walks with her, and prepare three meals a day for her. Hearing his daughter say she wanted him to come home with her filled him with excitement he hadn't felt in a long time.

"Of course, there's plenty of space in the villa, and I want to live with Father too. Don't think about anything else. Unless you don't want to?" Flower Yan teased.

"No... no, of course not."

"Okay, I'll take care of the discharge procedures. Chang Ma, please help Father pack."

"Alright, Miss, don't worry. Mr. Flower is in good hands with me," Chang Ma said, her heart filled with joy seeing the father and daughter reconcile.

Flower Yan realized that Flower Father was a very kind old man, and their interactions were heartwarming. The villa was spacious enough for everyone, making it even warmer with more people around. Flower Yan swiftly went to handle the discharge procedures.

Flower Father was overcome with tears of joy. As he packed with Chang Ma, he couldn't help but feel grateful that he hadn't done too many bad things in his life. Now, as a lonely man, he could finally be forgiven by his daughter and have someone to talk to.

As they say, in old age, having children to take care of you is the greatest happiness. He couldn't help but lament how he had been blinded by money in the past.

After a while, Flower Yan returned with a few papers in hand. Excitedly, she said, "Father, I've taken care of everything. Let's go home."