I couldn't stand it anymore, He Shao banged me on the wall every day, asking for remarriage.

Jiang Tianyu took the daily necessities to the ward and just put them down when the He family rushed to the hospital.

Mrs. He looked at He Lanchen lying on the hospital bed, and her nervousness suddenly relaxed.

Zhuang Jingxian didn't treat Wen Wan well. She stepped forward and raised her arm to hit him.

"Stop." He Lanchen's hoarse voice immediately stopped Zhuang Jingxian's movements.

Wen Wan closed her eyes, preparing to accept the pain of the slap, but the slap failed to fall.

"Lanchen, just protect her like this! Why do you have to sacrifice your heart and soul for her when she is such a scourge?" Zhuang Jing looked at He Lanchen on the hospital bed with hatred.

She thought that if they divorced, her son would be able to completely let go of this woman, but as a result, they are still disconnected.

He Lanchen sat on the hospital bed, breathing pale, "Mother, I hope you won't hit anyone again, especially Wen Wan."

This was the first time Wen Wan heard that He Lanchen and Zhuang Jingxian had a conflict over her.

If he could protect himself like he does today three years ago, maybe they wouldn't get divorced.

"Lan Chen, what kind of ecstasy was poured into your mouth by her that you want to devote yourself to her wholeheartedly?" Zhuang Jingxian clenched her fists in anger.

After Mrs. He listened to their conversation, she walked up to Wen Wan and said, "This is a mother and son. The son is not sensible, and the mother is just as childish. Wan Wan, are you tired? If you are, I will take you back to rest first."

Zhuang Jingxian didn't dare to offend Mrs. He. She felt irritable when her mother-in-law said that she didn't understand the ways of the world.

When He Lanchen heard that Mrs. He was going to take Wen Wan away, he was not in a hurry to stop her. "Wan Wan, I'm fine now. You should go back and rest first! You are tired too."

Wen Wan originally thought of staying in the hospital to take care of He Lanchen so that he could be found when something happened.

Now that her master had disrupted her plan, she couldn't clearly express that she wanted to stay and take care of He Lanchen.

They were divorced and there were things they could do, but saying it out loud would not be reserved enough.

"Why should she go? You are seriously injured now. She has to stay and take care of you." Zhuang Jingxian immediately refuted He Lanchen's suggestion.

Mother-in-law can't say a word, so why can't she say son?

Hearing this, He Lanchen hurriedly interrupted her, "Mother, have you had enough trouble? Wen Wan was in shock after being kidnapped by Ding Que. If it's not convenient for me to be here, I can hire a nurse. She has to go back to rest."

After hearing her grandson's explanation, Mrs. He felt a little less angry about his divorce from Wen Wan.

He can understand Wen Wan's efforts, which shows that he is not a fool.

"You almost asked my white-haired person to send the black-haired person away. Besides, isn't she unharmed now? What's wrong with staying to take care of you?"

She was so angry that she wanted to hit He Lanchen.

This son is a debt collector. She helps him in every way, but he keeps tearing her down.

After hearing Zhuang Jingxian's angry scolding, Wen Wan finally changed her mind about going back to rest.

"Master, I'll stay and take care of him. You can go back first!" She said with a deep apology in her tone.

Mrs. He glanced at He Lanchen and held Wen Wan's hand tightly. "It's not that you asked me to come and take care of you. It's just that it's inconvenient for you to stay in the hospital at night. You are divorced. Besides, the He family can hire a nurse if they have money." Take care of him."

Wen Wan couldn't utter a single word when she reached her lips. She thought what Mrs. He said made sense.

After hearing what Mrs. He said, Zhuang Jingxian dared not speak out in anger.

Originally, with Wen Wan taking care of her son, she could go back with peace of mind, but now it seems that she may have thought too well.

Jiang Tianyu didn't know when he left the hospital. As soon as he left, he received a call from the police station.

It was said that He Hao went to see Ding Que.

He walked into the ward holding his mobile phone and handed it to He Lanchen, "Lanchen, the police have something to tell you."

When He Lanchen heard that it was the police, he thought there was new progress in Ding Que's case.

"Hello, I'm He Lanchen."

The policeman quickly shouted, "Mr. Xiao He, your father, Mr. He, is meeting Ding Que now. Our chief said he hopes you can come."

He Lanchen probably guessed what the consequences would be if He He went to see Ding Que.

He rarely saw He Hao since he was a child. As long as someone was unfavorable to him, He Hao would directly make arrangements for the other party.

"Okay, I'll come right away." After He Lanchen hung up the phone, he threw the phone to Jiang Tianyu, "You take me to the police station."

When Zhuang Jingxian heard that he was going to be discharged from the hospital, she immediately stopped him, "No, Lanchen, your wound has just been sutured and is not suitable for discharge."

Wen Wan also wanted to persuade him, but this time He Lanchen was very determined.

"I'll go with you." She persuaded him in a different way.

Wen Wan didn't know what He Lanchen was going to do. She just didn't want him to get angry and do something dangerous.

"Okay, you come with me to the police station." He agreed with her idea.

Mrs. He and Zhuang Jingxian couldn't understand why He Lanchen insisted on being discharged from the hospital and going to the police station.

police station.

Ding Que huddled in the corner. He was originally wearing a straight suit and tie, but at this time, he was beaten to the point where his nose and face were bruised and swollen beyond recognition.

"Don't worry, the surname Ding will never appear again in Jiangcheng from now on." He Hao knelt down and slapped Ding Que's face with his big hand, "Who dared to touch the people of the He family with your courage? Huh?"

The door of the interrogation room was locked tightly. Ding Que screamed at the top of his lungs, but no rescuers were called.

"Kill me, and you will go to jail." Ding Que leaned against the wall, his eyes losing their original playful look.

He Hao's big hand slowly slid down, and then strangled his neck. His eyes became sharp as his fingers tightened, "I want to die alone without any effort. Especially you who are as cheap as an ant."

Ding Que was not deeply impressed by He Suo. He had heard about it but didn't remember it.

"Mr. He, if you kill me, it will be difficult for the descendants of the He family to move up to the next level." He moved out the descendants of the He family.

He Hao released Ding Que's neck, stood up straight, and kicked him hard on the chin.

"Ding, are you worthy of threatening me? Your incompetent father is my defeated general. Does your trash son still want to take out the palm of my hand?" He hit Ding Que desperately. self-esteem.

Ding Que had always been proud and the leader of the Ding family, but now he was insulted by He Suo in various words and suffered a lot of physical pain.

In one day, he fell from heaven to hell.

"Mr. He, do you know what it feels like when I hold a scalpel and stab it into your son's body? Do you want to listen? Let me describe it to you in detail!" Ding Que laughed loudly, with a ferocious expression on his face.

He He thought of He Lanchen being stabbed by Ding Que. He raised his stool to smash it over, but there was a knock on the door.

"Father, don't kill people. It's not worth getting your hands dirty for scum." He Lanchen tried hard to persuade the furious He He through the door.