After the divorce, he went on a motorcycle trip, and his ex-wife and daughter were filled with regre

Upon seeing these two women who seemed to have descended like gods, Shen Qinghan's face instantly turned deathly pale, devoid of any color.

Her legs went weak, and she almost collapsed to the ground.

She never imagined that her carefully planned seduction drama would attract these two formidable figures!

Han Qingru strode into the ward in her high heels.

Her sharp, phoenix-shaped eyes sized up Shen Qinghan, who was dressed in revealing, barely-clothed clothes, and a hint of undisguised mockery and disdain curled at the corners of her lips.

"Oh, I wondered who was causing the flood here. It turns out to be the eldest daughter of the Shen family."

Han Qingru's voice was clear and loud, each word like a knife, piercing straight to the lungs.

"Using her own daughter as a bargaining chip in the power struggle, feigning illness to lure her ex-husband over. And then dressing like a streetwalker, flaunting her sex appeal here?"

"Shen Qinghan, you've truly opened my eyes! You, as a mother, are utterly disgusting! You're worse than an animal!"

How terrifying is Han Qingru's fighting power?

A female tycoon who survived in Southeast Asia, a place where people devour each other without spitting out the bones, can curse people without using any vulgar words, yet she can nail a person's ancestors for eighteen generations to the pillar of shame!

Shen Qinghan trembled all over from the scolding, his face turning pale and then red, his lips trembling violently, but he couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.

Under Han Qingru's terrifying aura, she was like a mouse whose tail had been stepped on, utterly humiliated.

Before Shen Qinghan could even catch her breath...

Xia Yu, who was standing to the side, also spoke with a cold smile.

As the Ice Queen of Hanzhou's business world, Xia Yu's finishing touch skills are absolutely masterful.

She crossed her arms, looked down at Shen Qinghan with disdain, and spoke in a tone full of mockery and disdain.

"Miss Shen, your fiancé, Gu Ziming, is currently in jail working as a sewing machine."

"What? This young master Gu just went in, and your fiancée is already rushing out to seduce her ex-husband?"

"This seamless transition is truly admirable! The Shen family's upbringing is indeed well-deserved; they have excellent family traditions!"

Xia Yu's words were absolutely devastating!

They directly exposed Shen Qinghan's shameful and sordid thoughts, leaving them naked and displayed in the street!

"You...you all..."

Shen Qinghan was completely overwhelmed and utterly defenseless by the combined attacks of these two top queens!

Her pride and joy, her carefully chosen sexy pajamas, paled in comparison to these two women with their overwhelming presence, beauty, and intelligence, making her seem like a laughable clown!

战五渣！

Utterly hopeless!

Shen Qinghan's psychological defenses completely collapsed.

She covered her face with both hands, unable to bear the humiliation that felt like a complete defeat, and squatted on the ground, bursting into tears.

"Waaaah... You're bullying me... Jiang Ye, look at them..."

Shen Qinghan was still trying to ask Jiang Ye for help, attempting to awaken Jiang Ye's last shred of pity.

however.

Jiang Ye didn't even glance at her, as if looking at her for even a moment would dirty his eyes.

He ignored the woman on the ground, who was crying her eyes out and whose clothes were half-undone, and strode straight to the VIP bedside.

On the hospital bed, Shen Xinyu was still tightly clutching the tablet computer that was playing cartoons.

The little girl was clearly stunned by the loud bang of the door being kicked open, as well as by the overwhelming queen-like aura of Han Qingru and Xia Yu.

She sat there blankly, her big eyes filled with fear, even her breathing became cautious.

Looking at his biological daughter, who was half his blood, Jiang Ye's heart clenched, and the emotions in his eyes instantly became incredibly complex.

For a fleeting moment, his fatherly instincts compelled him to reach out and hold the frightened little girl tightly in his arms, gently comforting her and telling her not to be afraid.

but.

Just as his hand was about to touch Shen Xinyu's shoulder, a long-buried, bloody memory suddenly sprang up from the depths of his mind like a venomous snake!

That was a few months ago.

He was like a free nanny at the Shen family's house. He had just finished mopping the floors of three floors and was so tired that his back ached.

Just because he was a minute late in delivering the freshly squeezed juice that Shen Xinyu wanted, this spoiled little princess from the Shen family actually grabbed the heavy crystal ashtray on the coffee table and smashed it hard against his head without hesitation!

"Bang!"

Jiang Ye still remembers that muffled thud clearly.

Warm blood instantly flowed down his forehead, blurring his left eye and turning his vision into a blinding crimson.

At that moment, Shen Xinyu looked at her father, whose face was covered in blood, and instead of feeling any fear or guilt, she put her hands on her hips and looked at him with the condescending and disdainful gaze that she had learned from the Shen family.

"You useless piece of trash! You can't even make a proper glass of juice, do you even deserve to be in our house? Don't touch me with your filthy hands!"

Those words were like a rusty, dull knife, stabbing hard into Jiang Ye's heart and stirring it up inside!

The wounds on my body have long since healed, and even the scars have faded.

However, the bloody wound in my heart could never be healed.

The nausea of ​​having one's own flesh and blood trample on one's dignity like trash, the chill that seeped into one's bones, made Jiang Ye's hand, which was stretched out in mid-air, freeze in mid-air.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging bitterness and pain in his heart.

The outstretched hand only dangled in mid-air for a moment before slowly retracting and slipping into the pocket.

When Jiang Ye looked at Shen Xinyu again, the brief tenderness in his eyes had vanished, replaced by a lukewarm calm.

It's like looking at a familiar stranger.

"Since you're not sick, you might as well stay in the hospital and watch cartoons."

Jiang Ye's voice was flat, without any emotional fluctuations, showing neither anger nor care.

"Once you're discharged from the hospital, I'll pick you up during the legally mandated visitation days. Otherwise, you can stay with your mother."

After saying that, Jiang Ye didn't linger for even a second longer.

He turned around, leaving Shen Xinyu with a resolute and indifferent back view, and strode towards the door of the ward.

Shen Xinyu stared blankly at Jiang Ye's departing figure. The cartoon on the tablet was still playing cheerful music, but she suddenly felt empty inside.

The "useless dad" who used to kneel down and comfort her whenever she cried or fussed, and even let her ride on his back, seems to have really disappeared.

An unprecedented sense of panic and sadness instantly welled up in my heart.

"dad……"

Shen Xinyu pouted, and tears streamed down her face, her voice filled with deep grievance and reluctance.

Hearing his daughter's tearful call from behind, Jiang Ye paused slightly.

His back tensed up suddenly, and his hands, hanging at his sides, clenched into fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his flesh.

Deep down, something still didn't feel right.

That's a piece of my own flesh and blood, after all!

However, when he thought of that blood-stained ashtray and the vicious brainwashing the Shen family had done to their daughter over the past two years, he couldn't completely change his attitude for a while.

A broken mirror is hard to mend, and even family ties, once deeply wounded, need time to heal.

Jiang Ye gritted his teeth, hardened his heart, and strode out of the ward without looking back.