Lu Beichuan didn't say anything.

What does it matter whether it changes or not?

It doesn’t matter whether it’s real or fake.

If only she would stop saying those two annoying words over and over again.

What matter what happened and what happened now? As long as people haven't changed, it's only a matter of time before we return to our previous life.

"I've asked Xiao Ming to move your luggage back to Tianzhu Courtyard. You should take good care of your injuries during this period, and you can be discharged from the hospital when your condition improves."

Lu Beichuan stood up after he finished speaking, glancing at his watch no less than five times during the process. There must be something urgent going on.

An Xia could guess that it must be about Ming Xiyu again, as he cared so much about it.

"Are you going to see your little lover again?" An Xia sneered.

Lu Beichuan paused as he adjusted his coat.

"I told you, Xiyu and I are not in the relationship you think."

An Xia sneered again: "You confessed it yourself. You yourself admitted that Ming Xiyu is your lover. You didn't hesitate at all."

Lu Beichuan frowned.

Just as he opened his mouth to say something, An Xia interrupted him sarcastically.

"Lu Beichuan, you are such a scumbag. On the one hand, you are deeply in love with your ex-girlfriend, and in order to take care of her, you can even forget about your own brother and ignore him completely. But you are unwilling to give your sweetheart a good name. If this matter is exposed and everyone knows that the beautiful artist is the mistress who destroyed other people's families, will she be scolded badly?"

An Xia spoke seriously, as if she was really asking for Lu Beichuan's opinion and seeking his advice.

The complex meaning in Lu Beichuan's eyes was fleeting.

"Don't touch her."

An Xia asked back, "The real owner told the truth and announced that the mistress destroyed someone's family. I was stating the facts, how did it become bullying and touching her?"

Lu Beichuan was speechless for a moment.

"Or I should ask the person concerned what she thinks first. Ask her what she thinks about you loving her but not wanting to divorce her to give her a legitimate identity. After all, someone may be cheating on both sides."

Her repeated provocations made Lu Beichuan a little angry.

"I told you not to mess with her!"

"Who provoked me first?"

An Xia has now given up hope.

Although she didn't dare to push Lu Beichuan too hard due to Lu Beichuan's threat, An Xia was reluctant to let go of the opportunity to provoke him verbally.

If she can't live a comfortable life, then Lu Beichuan can forget about living a comfortable life as before.

"It was you who wanted to keep me as your legal wife. This is the 21st century, monogamy, and since we are married, we are protected by the law. You are defying the law by cheating on her, and she is also defying the law by seducing a married man. Even if I don't protect the legal rights of my position, as a good citizen of society, I must obey and uphold the legal order. I haven't done anything wrong."

An Xia raised her eyebrows, feeling very proud.

Provoking Lu Beichuan's patience.

"It doesn't matter how you act, but Ming Xiyu, you can't move." Lu Beichuan warned her with a stern face.

An Xia shuddered and her eyebrows danced with joy.

"Oh, I'm so scared. You didn't even care about your own brother's illness because of that woman, so you can kill me for her, right?"

Lu Beichuan was really annoyed by her repeated provocations.

She's like a husky.

Now I always contradict him.

The key point is that she didn't really feel it was unfair, she just sang a different tune just to annoy him.

She seemed to really care about his relationship with Ming Xiyu, but she also seemed not to really care.

This feeling is really unpleasant.

Speaking of Jingyang, An Xia thought of how Lu Jingyang's condition had just gotten out of control and worsened in the Lu family's old house.

Although she was accidentally hurt by Lu Jingyang and was seriously injured, she still felt very sorry for him and could not care about the mistake he made accidentally.

"Jingyang is so pitiful. He has a brother like you."

An Xia said with a calm look in her eyes.

Without those exaggerated and deliberately irritating expressions on his face, people actually care about him more.

Lu Beichuan was stunned. He looked at An Xia in disbelief as if he had been struck by lightning.

"What did you say?"

He didn't believe that these words just came out of An Xia's mouth.

"Didn't you hear clearly?" An Xia had already become indifferent and numb to his expression that always made people feel soft and distressed. "Then I'll say it again."

"Jingyang is so pitiful, having a brother like you."

Lu Beichuan clenched the handbrake hanging at his side tightly, and veins all over his body, from his hands to his neck and then to his temples, bulged, and his eyes gradually turned red.

"Anxia, ​​you didn't say that before."

Lu Beichuan's voice trembled, and his scarlet eyes stared at An Xia.

It was as if he was unwilling to accept this fact and wanted her to take it back quickly.

"I was blind and blind, so I said those brainless and childish words." An Xia said word by word firmly.

"It was you who caused Jingyang to have a high fever and failed to receive timely medical treatment, which resulted in brain damage and the condition he is in today. You owe him your whole life and you should repent for it. But today you ignored him for Ming Xiyu. It is the greatest misfortune in Jingyang's life that he has a brother like you!"

An Xia looked at Lu Beichuan, her eyes were red, and her dark pupils were staring at him intently, as if all the nasty and abusive words could come out of her.

"You're not allowed to say that!"

Lu Beichuan completely lost control. He roared until his voice was hoarse, and rushed forward, grabbing An Xia's neck with both hands.

It seemed as if doing this could undo what An Xia had just said.

"Take that back! You can't say that to me! Anyone could say that but you can't!"

An Xia was almost choked to death, but she was stubborn and didn't want to take back what she had just said according to Lu Beichuan's wishes.

Feeling that the breath in An Xia's chest was getting weaker and weaker, Lu Beichuan suddenly broke away from his out-of-control state, quickly let go of her hand, and looked at An Xia's almost purple face, his heart panicked.

He held her shoulders carefully with both hands, the words of apology were on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't say them. He just looked at her blankly and helplessly, at a loss as to what to do.

The head nurse received the low blood pressure and hypoxia alarm from An Xia's electrocardiogram and immediately rushed to An Xia's ward with a doctor to start rescue.

Lu Beichuan was pushed out of the ward.

The tall and straight figure stood alone outside the ward, his noble and cold temperament disappeared in an instant, leaving only regret and dejection.

In loneliness, there seems to be a sense of sadness of being isolated and cut off from the outside world.

When Lu Zixing heard the noise, he ran over quickly. Through the glass on the ward door, he saw An Xia, who was dying inside. He turned around angrily and punched Lu Beichuan in the face with a hook punch.

"What kind of man are you!"

"It's not enough that she has suffered so much! You still won't let her go! And you still bully her like this!"

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