With such generous compensation, Mr. Li's attitude finally softened.
After a moment of thought, he took out his phone.
"It's not just my father's decision; I can't make it alone. Let me discuss it with my sisters first."
Soon, the three Li siblings agreed to the heart transplant.
After the agreement was signed, Zhan Bei Jue returned to Nan Cheng.
That night, the hospital arranged the surgery.
After more than seven hours of surgery, Tian Tian was finally wheeled out of the operating room.
The surgery, performed by the country's top cardiopulmonary experts, was a success.
The expert said, "As long as she receives good care afterward and passes the one-month recovery period without rejection, she should be fine."
Jing Yu had been behaving relatively normally lately, and Zhan Bei Jue and Jiang Nan Fang could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Next was the long period of hospitalization and recovery.
Jiang Nan Fang, along with Jing Yu, stayed in the hospital room daily to monitor Tian Tian.
Twenty days passed quickly. Tian Tian showed no signs of rejection, and Rui Rui and Ge'er's summer camp was also nearing its end.
To facilitate the family's reunion and allow Tian Tian and Jing Yu to experience a change of environment and breathe some fresh air,
Under the hospital's arrangements, everyone returned to Tian Fu International.
Mrs. Zhan was furious.
For a full month and a half, including the two days she was hospitalized for recovery, Zhan Bei Jue had not shown his face to her.
It was as if she, his mother, didn't exist.
Her phone number was blocked, her WeChat messages went unanswered, and she couldn't find him at his company.
Everyone cooperated with Zhan Bei Jue, giving her no truthful answers and ignoring her.
He had become the exclusive property of that vixen, Jiang Nan Fang.
Enraged and at her wit's end, in order to see and speak with her son, she personally organized a security team.
She also hired a private investigator, determined to uncover Jiang Nan Fang's den.
Having lived all these years only to be unable to defeat a twenty-something vixen, she might as well smash her head against a tofu and die!
Jiang Nan Fang, along with Jing Yu and Jing Tian, moved into Tian Fu International.
The first day was spent busy organizing the apartment and stocking it with essential daily necessities.
Around ten o'clock the next morning, Tian Tian was asleep. Jiang Nan Fang was playing Go with Jing Yu on the balcony when the doorbell rang.
Zhan Bei Jue had been very attentive to the children lately.
He often rushed to the hospital during work hours to check on them, or left work early before the official closing time.
Jiang Nan Fang had grown accustomed to his free comings and goings and his unpredictable whereabouts.
Hearing the doorbell, she assumed he had left work early again to see the children, and Jing Yu excitedly ran to open the door.
"Daddy must be back. Mommy, I'll open the door!"
However, when the door opened, it wasn't her tall and handsome daddy she saw, but her detested, wicked grandmother accompanied by a group of burly bodyguards at the door.
Jing Yu had lived with the Zhan family for a few days. He had a very bad impression of Mrs. Zhan.
This grandmother was nothing like the grandmothers in cartoons, who were old and kind.
On the contrary, she was young, domineering, and spoke with great authority.
She showed no affection or concern for them, and her words were always like training subordinates.
Knowing that her arrival meant no good, Jing Yu instinctively pushed the door back halfway, standing in the gap to look at her.
"Why are you here?"
Mrs. Zhan was unaware of the quadruplets.
Seeing Jing Yu, she mistook him for Rui Rui, whom she had looked after for many days.
Disrespecting her elder so much, she was instantly filled with anger.
"Rui Rui, how can you speak to an elder like that?"
"You used to at least call me Grandma when you saw me, but after spending some time with this woman, you've forgotten your manners?"
"I knew this woman couldn't raise good children. Your father is also blinded by his desires to bring you to her!"
"Where is your sister? Open the door and let me in. I want to see that woman!"
Jiang Nan Fang heard a woman's voice faintly and knew it wasn't Zhan Bei Jue returning.
She quickly put down her chess pieces and walked out.
Upon looking up, she saw the imposing Mrs. Zhan and the group of burly bodyguards behind her confronting her young son.
Her alarm bells immediately went off. She rushed to Jing Yu's side and pulled him behind her.
"Why have you come?"
Although she had only met Mrs. Zhan once after her marriage, after so many years, Jiang Nan Fang could still recognize her.
This was because Mrs. Zhan's beauty was truly undeniable.
Zhan Bei Jue's current appearance was largely due to inheriting her good genes.
She was over 60, but extremely well-maintained.
Not a single white hair adorned her head, her features were sharp and striking, and her forehead was smooth and full.
Only the slight sag of her apple cheeks and the widening of her jawline indicated that she was a middle-aged woman.
Jiang Nan Fang, dressed in a smoke-grey loungewear set with her hair in a bun and no makeup,
Looked like a college student who had never been married.
Mrs. Zhan scrutinized her from head to toe and spoke with an imposing air.
"So you did get plastic surgery, and it was quite successful. No wonder Ah Jue has been so infatuated with you lately that he doesn't even want to come home."
"You're quite something, Jiang Nan Fang. When you were openly given the status of Mrs. Zhan, you didn't even bother to present yourself properly and bring honor to Ah Jue. But now that you're divorced, you remember."
"How can there be a woman like you with no self-respect in this world? After so many years of divorce, you get plastic surgery to pester your ex-husband. Are all other men in the world dead, or are you relying on Ah Jue's soft heart to try and re-enter the Zhan family?"
From the moment she saw her, Jiang Nan Fang knew no pleasantries would be exchanged.
She had prepared herself mentally, so she wouldn't pay too much attention to whatever Mrs. Zhan said.
After Mrs. Zhan finished speaking, Jiang Nan Fang looked at her calmly and without subservience.
"So you came here personally just to say this to me?"
"Alright. I have no self-respect, I got plastic surgery, and I'm shameless. I've heard everything you said. Are you finished? If you're finished, shouldn't you be leaving?"
With that, she reached out to close the door. The bodyguards behind her quickly extended a hand, pushing the door panel to stop Mrs. Zhan from closing it.
Mrs. Zhan frowned, her voice sharp.
"What kind of attitude is this, Jiang Nan Fang? Don't think that just because you've faked a pretty face and Ah Jue is temporarily infatuated with you, you can stand so tall!"
"How dare you speak to me like this? Don't forget, who is Mrs. Zhan between us right now!"
"You're living in my house and trying to kick me out. Are you getting too bold?"
She immediately adopted the demeanor of a shrewish woman scolding in the street. Jiang Nan Fang, afraid of provoking her and disturbing Jing Tian, who had just started to feel a little better,
Could only endure it.
"I didn't mean to drive you away. I just know you dislike me, and seeing you too much might annoy you, so I didn't want to be an eyesore."
"I know the house isn't mine. If you mind an outsider like me living here, I can move out tomorrow. Will that suffice?"
"Oh, suddenly speaking so pitifully. What for? To show weakness, play the victim, and then complain to Ah Jue that I drove you away?"
Mrs. Zhan was unmoved by either kindness or harshness.
"Don't try any of your tricks on me! Let me tell you, Jiang Nan Fang, when I was out there building the Zhan family's empire, you were still in some dog's belly!"
"You want to play mind games with me and steal my son? Be careful, I'll make sure you don't even know how you died!"