After being reborn and having his mind read, the cold and arrogant Zhan Ye kneeled down to coax

As Chen Fei spoke, his eyes turned red.

I feel it’s not worth it for Jiang Wan.

Zhan Tingxiao also felt sorry for Jiang Wan.

He thought he had compensated Jiang Wan to the greatest extent possible, but, when it came down to it, he still owed Jiang Wan.

I owe you so much.

"Where is she now?"

He missed her.

Want it so so much!

However, after Zhan Tingxiao's voice fell for a long time, Chen Fei did not speak.

He became nervous: "Did something happen to her?"

"No, she's fine! Good wine, good food, and a handsome boy."

"What did you say?"

Chen Fei's tone of voice was very light and Zhan Tingxiao couldn't hear it clearly.

Fade Chen coughed, wiped his nose with his fingers, and muttered, "Nothing, she just asked you to take good care of yourself. She said that since we're divorced, she won't come over anymore."

In the end, Chen Fei was still soft-hearted and didn't tell her that Zhao Jiahui had just posted on WeChat Moments, saying that she and Jiang Wan were having a great time in a foot massage parlor!

However, when Zhan Tingxiao heard his words "I won't come over anymore", he still felt depressed and uncomfortable even though he had been prepared.

"it is good!"

This is what he wanted, isn't it?

Shu Fanshu dared to attack him this time, maybe next time it would be his family members.

He just didn't want her to repeat the same path as in her previous life and die innocently because of the Zhan family again.

He is not wrong.

But why does my heart hurt so much?

"Boss, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing him turning away silently, his handsome face turned pale, Chen Fei quickly pressed the call bell to call a doctor.

The dean came over personally to check on his injuries.

After a while, "The wound is healing well! Doctor Jiang's medicine is very effective. The wound is healing faster than I expected. Mr. Zhan, what's wrong with you?"

Zhan Tingxiao sensitively discovered that when Chen Fei mentioned Jiang Wan, he changed his name to Doctor Jiang.

The dean also calls her Dr. Jiang.

The three words "Mrs. Zhan", which he once cared about the most, were no longer equated with Jiang Wan.

Why does he feel so sad?

"It's okay, you guys go out."

He stubbornly retreated everyone.

I was left alone, covering my wounded heart and curled up in pain.

……

the next day.

The sun rises from the east as usual.

Jiang Wan got up early as usual.

She stretched herself, opened the glass door of the Chinese medicine clinic, and welcomed the beautiful——

"Who did it?"

A sudden cold shout startled the birds in the tree and flew away.

Zhao Jiahui hurried out of the bathroom holding her toothbrush in her mouth. Suddenly, she saw a few large words spray-painted on the door and became so angry that her face turned purple!

"Who did it?"

She also followed Jiang Wan and yelled with her hands on her hips.

However, the doorway was silent, with only the passing dark clouds giving them a sympathetic look.

Jiang Wan was so angry that she turned on the surveillance camera at the door.

Yesterday at midnight, several middle-aged men carrying paint buckets and paintbrushes quietly appeared at the door of the Chinese medicine clinic.

In just a few moments, a few large characters appeared on the door of her carefully decorated Chinese medicine clinic: No! Good! Evil! Merchant!

"We are a clinic that treats patients. How can we be considered profiteers?"

"Wanwan? Should we call the police?"

Without Zhao Jiahui saying anything, Jiang Wan had already picked up the phone.

After police investigation, the men who sprayed paint at the entrance of the clinic were quickly caught - they were all family members of the victims of the fake drug incident.

"We were just spray painting. We were very polite not to spray her."

"That's right. How dare you open a clinic when you've already sold fake medicine and killed people? Do you think you didn't kill enough people back then?"

"Mrs. Zhan, please do some good deeds!"

The sounds of spitting carried with them years of buried hatred.

Jiang Wan looked at Zhao Jiahui and asked her, "Do you hate me too?"

"Why do I hate you?"

Zhao Jiahui raised her voice and looked at those who cursed Jiang Wan, and defended her, "The person who helped the tyrant to sell fake medicine was Liang Chengle, what does he have to do with Jiang Wan?

Not to mention that she was just born at that time and couldn't possibly participate in this matter. Even the Zhan family! They were also kept in the dark. "

"Who are you? Why are you standing here to clear their name?"

“I was also a victim back then!”

Zhao Jiahui knew they didn't believe her, so she turned around and took out a stack of her medical records.

"I have had a bad heart since I was born, and I have taken a lot of medicine and seen doctors over the years! But, every wrong has its perpetrator! I hate those who have harmed me like this. But, how old is the current leader of the Zhan family? How did he get the chance to participate in what happened back then?

Not only was he not involved in what happened that year, his parents were killed in a car accident while investigating the matter.

Now, in order to make up for you, he used the wealth accumulated by the Zhan family over the years, and was sent to the hospital because he touched the interests of some people.

You say you are innocent victims, but does that mean he deserves it?"

"He... you just said that the Zhan family aided and abetted the tyrant..."

"The Zhan family was dragged into this trap in secret. Because of this oversight, they have used up all their savings to build a charity hospital. What else do you want? Do you want him to die? Do you want the entire Zhan family to be buried with him? In this way, the damage you have suffered can be reversed? In the future, when you are sick and in pain, someone will treat you for free?"

"Do you think Zhan Tingxiao is really willing to build a hospital and treat our child with congenital defects for free?"

"Yes."

Zhao Jiahui said: "My father is a shareholder of the Wolf Warrior Group! I can testify for Zhan Tingxiao."

"Okay! We'll believe this for now. As for the spray paint incident last night... I'm sorry, Mrs. Zhan, we were careless and caused you trouble. We'll clean it up right away."

In the final analysis, the victims just wanted to vent their anger.

Now that I hear that the Wolf Warrior Group is willing to sincerely make up for its mistakes back then, I will believe it for now.

Seeing that they were sincerely looking for tools to clean the paint, Jiang Wan thanked the police and returned to the museum.

Zhao Jiahui chased in and looked at her strangely: "No, no! Wanwan, you haven't been right since yesterday."

"What's wrong?"

"First of all, you're not a person who likes to sleep in during the day, but you slept all day yesterday.

Secondly, you went to wash feet with me last night, aren’t you afraid that President Zhan will be jealous?

And! Tsk tsk! The most important thing is, those people just now hated the Zhan family so much, according to your personality, you should have sprayed them back a long time ago. How can it be my turn to speak?

What? Did you have a fight with Mr. Zhan? Are you mad at him? "

"No."

"That's right, he's already in the hospital, how can he have the energy to argue with you..."

"We got divorced."

"what!"

Zhao Jiahui just picked up the rag and was about to wipe the front desk.

Suddenly, the white rag fell to the ground with water.

Her mouth was wide open enough to fit an egg.

This is how Jiang Wan stuffed the peeled eggs into her mouth.

She had no intention of talking about the things between her and Zhan Tingxiao, and only said, "He and I are a thing of the past! Jiahui, don't mention him in front of me anymore! And don't call me Madam Zhan."

"But why?"

Zhao Jiahui was puzzled.

Don’t the two of them have a good relationship?