After admitting her wrong husband, she climbed the wall overnight with her three treasures

Jiang Yian bit his lip silently: "I..."

"Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain."

Mi Xiaobei sighed, took a deep look at Jiang Yi'an, raised his hand and patted her uninjured shoulder: "Think about it carefully."

Jiang Yi'an closed his eyes and raised his lips with a bitter smile: "Okay."

Mi Xiaobei actually doesn’t know...

The relationship between her and Mo Beixiao was no longer just a marriage by agreement.

They slept together twice.

The first time she was drug-led.

The second time, she was completely awake.

The scene of her and Mo Beixiao having sex in the hotel on Haiyu Island in the early morning flashed before her eyes.

Mo Beixiao may not have been sober at that time, but she clearly knew what he wanted to do to her and what she should do.

But she still couldn't control herself and fell into despair.

In other words, facing a man like Mo Beixiao, no woman would not fall.

She discovered at that time that her relationship with Ling Beiqian and the agreed relationship between them had deteriorated.

Later, Mianmian was kidnapped. Mo Beixiao treated Mianmian as his own daughter and went to rescue her regardless of his own danger...

After Mi Xiaobei left, Jiang Yian sat alone on the hospital bed, holding his knees tightly with his hands, his mind in chaos.

She knew better than anyone else that Mi Xiaobei was right.

Now is the best opportunity for her to divorce Mo Beixiao.

only……

She was already attracted to Mo Beixiao and had sex with Mo Beixiao twice...

Can I really be with Ling Beiqian's eldest brother Mo Nanze and be Ling Beiqian's sister-in-law with peace of mind?

Thinking of this, the woman scratched her head in confusion, her head seemed like a mess.

At this moment, her cell phone rang.

It was a voyage from far across the ocean.

"Mommy."

Probably before the call was connected, Hanghang had already guessed that Jiang Yi'an would not be in a good mood, so when he spoke, his tone was extremely gentle: "Are you okay?"

"I heard from Mianmian that you were injured, is it serious?"

Jiang Yian closed his eyes and listened to his son's voice on the other end of the phone, feeling a hint of bitterness in his heart.

She suppressed her emotions and smiled: "I'm fine."

Hanghang was too sensible. She didn't want her skinny son who was already suffering from illness to worry about these things of hers.

"You should take a good rest even if you have nothing to do."

The little guy's voice on the other end of the phone was soft and soft, like an adult comforting a child who was having a tantrum: "I have also seen the messages on Rongcheng.com."

"I'm also trying my best to help Mommy find a solution."

"You just need to take good care of yourself. I believe that by the time you are discharged from the hospital, those rumors will have disappeared long ago."

Jiang Yi'an sniffed and nodded silently: "Well, Mommy believes you."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while.

After a while, Hanghang's choked voice sounded again: "Mommy, I'm sorry."

The little guy sighed: "If it weren't for my illness, Mommy, if you had to go back to find Mo Nanze..."

"I will not marry Mr. Mo, nor will I become what others call a mistress..."

"What apologies."

Jiang Yian raised his lips, raised his eyes and glanced at the darkening sky outside the window, and said with a hint of nasality in his voice: "Mommy only has two relatives, you and Mianmian."

"As long as I can protect you and keep you safe, healthy and happy..."

"I'm willing to do anything."

Hanghang on the other end of the phone sighed: "But Mommy, I hope you can live for yourself."

"I don't want you to give up your own feelings for me and choose to be with Mr. Mo Nanze, who can't speak or move."

The little guy's words made Jiang Yian suddenly pause.

After a while, she got off the bed, turned on the lights in the ward, and began to walk around the room, asking, "Did you put any listening and monitoring equipment in my room?"

Not long after Mi Xiaobei left, Hanghang called her to tell her this...

The little guy must have eavesdropped on her conversation with Mi Xiaobei and deduced her thoughts!

"Hanghang, didn't I tell you a long time ago not to spy on Mommy?"

Hanghang on the other end of the phone was sitting in front of the hospital bed, looking at Jiang Yi'an on the computer screen in front of him who was looking for monitoring and listening equipment, and pulled a tissue to wipe the tears on his face.

"Mommy, I didn't eavesdrop on purpose, I just don't trust you."

The little guy's voice on the other end of the phone was still choked with sobs: "Mommy."

"I saw today how kind Mr. Mo is to you and Mianmian. In fact, he is a very good person."

"If he and Xiaozhou can take care of you and Mianmian on my behalf in the future... I will also feel relieved."

Jiang Yi'an was completely angered by Hanghang's words: "What nonsense are you talking about!?"

The last time Hanghang spoke like this was when he had just learned that he was terminally ill.

That day, he finished his words of advice as if he was announcing his funeral arrangements, and then ran away from home alone.

Jiang Yi'an spent a lot of effort and almost turned the city where they lived at the time upside down before he found the sailing company on the lakeside who was buying tickets and getting ready to board the ship.

He said that his name was Hanghang, which means he wanted to sail far away.

Therefore, he hoped that he could die in the water so that his body could be considered to have set sail.

That day, Jiang Yi'an almost shed all the tears he had shed after Grandma Jiang's death.

Now, Hanghang began to say such words with sadness again, but she, Mianmian and Mi Xiaobei were not with him.

She was really afraid that Hanghang would do something stupid again.

The woman bit her lip, with anger and cruelty in her voice: "Jiang Sihang, let me tell you, your mother, I said I would save you, and I will save you. Don't explain your funeral in front of me like this!"

"I gave you this life, and I snatched it back from you time and time again. You have no right to decide whether you want to live or die."

"The decision of whether to save you or not is my decision, not yours!"

"If you dare to run away from home and end your life as casually as before, I will take Mianmian with you!"

"I do what I say!"

When the woman said these words, her voice was extremely ferocious, but her body was trembling.

Through the computer signal, Hanghang could clearly see her face full of tears but still pretending to be angry.

The little guy sighed and turned off the video. He couldn't bear to watch it anymore: "Mommy, I just... don't want you to have such a hard time."

"Whether it's hard work or not is not up to you."

Jiang Yian bit her lip and gave Hanghang a few more harsh words before hanging up the phone.

Putting away her phone, the woman fell to the ground, tears falling silently.

At this time, the nurse opened the door and came in to give her an intravenous drip.

Seeing the woman slumped on the ground, the nurse thought she was agitated because the wound on her shoulder was too painful, so she kindly turned on the TV for her: "Watch the news and divert your attention. It will be much better."

Unexpectedly...

As soon as the TV was turned on, what came into view was the scene of Qin Hanshuang and Mo Beixiao holding hands at the door of the western restaurant.