Like Zhang Bingbing, Qian Chen is also in the entertainment industry, a well-known A-list male star, and his background is equally astonishing, even Zhang Bingbing can't quite figure him out.
All she knew was that her grandfather had solemnly told her that the Qian family was not to be offended.
Of course, Qian Chen's presence at the hospital was mostly due to Zhang Bingbing.
He was also one of Zhang Bingbing's many suitors.
However, given his status and position, coupled with his position in the entertainment industry, he has a unique advantage over other suitors.
He must seize this advantage and create more opportunities to spend time with Bingbing.
"Qian Chen, you don't know what Zhang Yun means to the Zhang Group."
Zhang Bingbing shook her head and chuckled, saying that the Zhang family had done an excellent job of keeping Lin Yi's death a secret, with almost no news leaking out.
Therefore, the outside world only knows that Zhang Kuan has an illegitimate son named Zhang Yun, but does not know how powerful this illegitimate son really is.
"Now that the Zhang family has quelled the internal strife, once Uncle takes over the company, the Zhang Group will get back on track. It seems like Zhang Yun has nothing to do with this, right?"
A hint of confusion crossed Qian Chen's brow.
To be honest, he really couldn't see what was so important about Zhang Yun to the Zhang family.
"Qian Chen, let me put it this way, his abilities are beyond what most people would understand."
Having already promised Zhang Yun not to reveal his true identity, Zhang Bingbing couldn't offer too many explanations.
Qian Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of resentment in his expression.
However, he quickly came to terms with it.
"Are you saying that Zhang Yun is a martial artist, and a skilled one at that?"
"You could say that."
Qian Chen did not press the matter further.
This answer is enough.
Given Zhang Bingbing's high praise, he guessed that Zhang Yun must also be a martial artist.
However, Zhang Yun is not even eighteen years old yet, so how strong can he be?
After this analysis, Qian Chen also managed to make some sense of things.
Although Zhang Yun is born out of wedlock, he is indeed the only male bloodline of the Zhang family. In addition, given his outstanding talent in martial arts, the Zhang family will definitely not ignore him but will focus on cultivating him.
For the Zhang family, Zhang Yun represents their hope for the future.
"I see. No wonder the Zhang family values Zhang Yun so much."
Qian Chen thought to himself, "It seems I need to build a good relationship with this future brother-in-law. If he really has good talent for cultivation, he might be useful in the future."
"The patient is dying. Family members, please go in and see him off on his final journey. We have done everything we can."
Just then, a young female doctor slowly walked out of the ward, took off her mask, and said with a heavy expression.
Even though I had been mentally prepared for my grandfather to leave at any time these past few days, when I heard the doctor's notification, two lines of tears still flowed uncontrollably.
"Is there really... no other way?"
The young female doctor sighed and shook her head, indicating that she was powerless to help.
Actually, Zhang He's illness wasn't serious; it was just that all his bodily functions had completely deteriorated, and he had reached the end of his life.
No matter how skilled the doctor, there was no way to save him.
Perhaps, dying peacefully in his sleep would be a good end for Zhang He.
"Birth, aging, sickness and death are common to all people. Bingbing, please accept my condolences. Your grandfather would not want to see you sad and upset."
Seeing Zhang Bingbing's tearful and pitiful appearance, Qian Chen couldn't help but feel a pang of pity and gently comforted her.
"I know, I know," Zhang Bingbing said, her voice choked with emotion.
With her grandfather about to pass away, how could she, who was always sentimental, possibly suppress the grief in her heart?
"Seeing the Zhang Group back on track and seeing all of you children healthy and well, even though I'm gone, I can rest in peace. Bingbing, don't be sad."
Zhang Yu also slowly spoke up to persuade him. Although he looked expressionless, he would probably have collapsed if he hadn't been supporting himself with his cane.
He was a human being too, and humans have feelings. The eldest brother he respected most in his life was gone just like that, and Zhang Yu felt a wave of sorrow.
"Chairman, Chairman, wake up! How could you just leave like this!"
Suddenly, a group of people, their faces streaked with tears, wailing and crying, surged from the end of the corridor, leaving Qian Chen momentarily stunned.
"Who are they? They sound like they're crying even harder than Bingbing."
“They are all members of the Zhang family branch. Young Master Qian, you don’t need to worry about them. Just let them cry.”
Zhang Yu remained expressionless, coldly watching the group of people wailing in the corridor.
The student's loud sobbing filled the entire hospital floor with a sorrowful and somber atmosphere, making Zhang Bingbing even more unable to control her emotions and burst into tears.
She knew that her grandfather's passing was irreversible, and all she could do was stay by his bedside as much as possible to accompany him on his final journey.
Unfortunately, Zhang Yun never returned, and it seems that Grandpa's last wish before his death will never be fulfilled.