Married but heartbroken Mr. Jiang can't see the light

"Of course!" Xia Nan quickly closed the door, leaned against the door, and said, "Don't be too much of a human being. Isn't it all your fault that we, such a well-behaved child like Qinqin, were forced to be like this by you?" ?”

She just came to vent, and the scolding became louder and worse, and the bodyguards outside were frantically pushing the door, but they couldn't suppress her roar.

Tang Ran retreated far away within the safe range of the hospital bed, watching the farce quietly, feeling like he was out of it all.

The bodyguard quickly rushed in, covered her mouth and dragged her away, bowed and apologized to Tang Ran, promising that no one would come in again.

Tang Ran looked down at the phone and waved his hand casually as a response.

On the phone interface, it was the message sent to Jiang Ze five days ago, and the dialog box was never updated.

"Bastard, you said you were my backer, how could you let others bully me, you bastard."

Tears hit the screen and slid down, the screen flickered twice, returning to the home page.

Tang Ran froze for a moment, covered his face and began to cry.

Outside the ward door.

Jiang Ze, who came in a hurry, felt distressed when he heard the crying inside. He pressed his hands on the doorknob, but slowly retracted and took a step back.

The assistant couldn't bear it: "Young Master Jiang, really...do you want to stand by and watch?"

"Ah."

Jiang Zechui tightly clenched his hands by his side, suppressing the urge to visit Tang Ran, and even his voice was suppressed and low: "I have to teach her a lesson, otherwise, how could she learn to rely on others. "

Jiang Ze leaned against the wall and stood outside the door of the ward. Hearing the cries in the room gradually diminish, he let out a long breath and lifted his legs to leave.

Before he left the hospital, Mr. Jiang called and urged him to go back to the old house.

Old house living room.

Mr. Jiang sat on the sofa with a cold face, staring straight at Jiang Ze who had been silent.

"You guys separate," he said.

"No." Jiang Ze said firmly.

Mr. Jiang directly threw out a folder and threw it in front of Jiang Ze, "Look at these evidences, everything points to Tang Ran.

If you don't want to divorce her, just let me handle this matter beautifully, and the Jiang family must not have any infamy. "

Jiang Ze didn't even look at the so-called evidence: "She is innocent, and she wants to deal with this matter by herself."

"Can she handle it?" The old man snorted coldly: "You deliberately let her go and forced her to bow her head to you."

Jiang Ze was silent.

Mr. Jiang sighed helplessly, and said earnestly, "Ah Ze, what you are dealing with is a marriage, a family, not a company, not a business.

The way you are used to doesn't work emotionally. "

Jiang Ze smiled bitterly: "I have been gentle and obedient."

Mr. Jiang was taken aback. Why did he feel that such a simple sentence sounded so wronged?
No, no, it must be that he was hallucinating, it is absolutely impossible for Ah Ze to feel wronged.

"I don't listen to that." Mr. Jiang straightened his face again: "Deal with the matter as soon as possible, and don't keep affecting the Jiang family."

Jiang Ze didn't want to give up his plan, so he said perfunctorily, "I'll see."

Mr. Jiang couldn't see that he didn't care about it, but he also knew that he couldn't persuade Jiang Ze.

Alas, I'm afraid that Tang Ran has to bow his head obediently, so Ah Ze will make a move.

result.

After Jiang Ze worked overtime at night, he still couldn't hold back and quietly went to the hospital to see Tang Ran.

This look.

He completely regretted it.

Tang Ran was lying on his side, his face was stained with tears, his pillow was wet, and even with his eyes closed, he could still see the redness and swelling.

The mobile phone fell askew in her hand, and on the always-on screen were their chat records.

"Oh." Jiang Ze squatted beside the bed, gently massaged her eyes, and whispered: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't force you like this.

Forget it, let me bow my head, who told me..."