The sweet wife of the rich and wealthy: good night, sir

She asked him again, "Do you care about her that much?"

"Yes!" Ye Han replied, no matter how many years passed and no matter how many times he asked the answer, he would not change the answer.

"But she doesn't love you anymore, she even forgot about you!" Yang Shan said again, her voice raised a bit, "Do you still have to rely on her?"

"Yes!" Ye Han said again, the answer remained the same.

Ye Fan hugged her neck and cried, the little guy was also frightened by them.

"Then what about me and the child? Can you just ignore us and ignore our lives?" Yang Shan said again, tears streaming down her face.

She hates him so much, hates the man in front of her, and hates Lin Xiaomo even more!

Why is she coming back, why is she still alive?

As long as this woman exists, her fate will become ridiculous and humble!

……

But Ye Han didn't speak, and was still clamoring in his heart.

"Even if you don't recognize our mother and son, she won't forgive you. This has already happened, and you can't escape it!" Yang Shan said again.

"Shut up!" Yehan didn't want to hear her say this.

"I want to say it!" Yang Shan replied, "I lost my parents and family members in order to save you. I have lived in shadow and fear since I was a child. In order to save you, I almost lost my life. How can I be inferior to her? She I can give you what I can, and even love you more than her! Why are you so cruel to me!" Yang Shan said again, the more unwilling she felt, the more she compared herself with Lin Xiaomo!

And their voices were heard in the ward, although they didn't sound so loud, at least they could be heard clearly!

……

Obviously she comforted herself in her heart not to care, but what this woman said made her heart sway!

Xia Ying lowered her eyes, her chest was tight, and her heart was still aching.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that she had stopped talking, Ye Jue also had a strange expression on his face. He was a little worried about her.

Shaking her head, Xia Ying replied, "It's nothing." Then she took a spoonful of pudding and brought it to his mouth.

The little guy took a bite, and his eyes kept falling on her. His sensible appearance didn't match his age at the moment.

……

A few minutes later, there seemed to be no sound in the corridor, but not long after, the door of the ward was opened again, and the person who came in this time was not Ye Han, but Fang Heng.

He received a call from Mousse and knew that Yang Shan had brought Ye Fan here just now, so Ye Han left the hospital because of this, and now only Lin Xiaomo was in the ward.

Although he wasn't there just now, Fang Heng could imagine Yehan's embarrassment at that time.

"How do you feel today? Are you feeling better?" Fang Heng looked at Ye Jue and asked when he came over, but he still glanced at Xia Ying who was beside the bed lightly. Some contradictions, he does not know if this is a good thing or a bad thing.

"Uncle, I want to leave the hospital and go home." Ye Jue said, he didn't want to live in the hospital anymore.

"Not now." Fang Heng replied.

Ye Jue frowned, and said again, "But I want to go home."

Xia Ying also spoke, and said, "You listen to Uncle Fang's words, and take good care of your wounds in the hospital. When you're done, you can go back."

Ye Jue pursed his lips, with an unhappy expression on his face.

Fang Heng asked him, "Why are you suddenly arguing to go home?"

Ye Jue said, "This way Mom and Dad don't have to work so hard to come here to see me."

Hearing this, Xia Ying's heartstrings seemed to be twitched, she was touched by the child's sensibility, but felt a little distressed for him.