Regretful Beijing Marriage

Wen Junshan's face immediately fell.

"How did these people find my address?"

His tone was extremely impatient and full of annoyance.

"I've clearly stated that I don't want treatment, so why am I still like this, clinging to you like a leech!"

The housekeeper dared not say anything and hurriedly projected the surveillance footage from the entrance onto the monitor.

In the scene, Fu Huaiyan is holding Shen Tian, ​​standing outside the iron gate.

The child leaned his head on his shoulder, his face ashen.

Shen Miaoyin pounded on the door, crying and shouting. Her makeup was mostly ruined, and her voice was hoarse.

"Dr. Wen, please, I beg you, see my brother one last time. He's really dying..."

Jiang Yining paused for a moment as she watched the scene.

Then all that remained was the biting cold.

When her mother was on the verge of death, she humbly begged for help.

Fu Huaiyan remained aloof and indifferent throughout.

Now that Shen Tianyi is in trouble, he personally goes to her door, humbling himself to beg for help from all sides.

It's drizzling outside.

Fu Huaiyan's suit jacket had a wet patch on the shoulder.

But he remained standing straight and did not leave.

People are indeed different!

Wen Junshan was so angry that he slammed his fist on the table.

"Get them out of here right now! Don't let them ruin our dinner!"

The butler rushed out in a panic, but returned within two minutes, his face pale.

"Sir, we can't get rid of him!"

"A lot of people have come outside, blocking the whole street. They're saying... that the Fu family won't leave until they see you today..."

Wen Junshan jumped to his feet, his anger blazing.

"Is the Fu family really this domineering?! Do they think they can just force their way in?!"

Before the words were finished, footsteps approached from inside the courtyard.

Fu Huaiyan and his entourage had already barged into the living room.

She exudes a powerful aura that commands respect and leaves no room for refusal.

Shen Miaoyin rushed into the restaurant and knelt down in front of Wen Junshan.

"Dr. Wen, please save Xiao Tian!"

"I'm willing to pay any price, and I'll agree to any conditions!"

Wen Junshan sneered and flicked his sleeve.

"With your attitude, you expect me to save you?"

"Get out! I won't save you no matter how much money you offer!"

Shen Miaoyin's eyes instantly turned red with anger, her pent-up frustration finding nowhere to go.

Out of the corner of her eye, she met Jiang Yining's gaze.

"It's you!"

Shen Miaoyin stared intently at Jiang Yining, her eyes almost overflowing with hatred.

"Jiang Yining, it was you again, deliberately sabotaging things behind my back to prevent the miracle doctor from saving my brother!"

"How long are you going to push me like this?!"

Jiang Yining didn't even lift her eyelids.

She picked up a piece of cold food with her chopsticks, put it in her mouth, chewed and swallowed it, her face indifferent.

It's a waste of time to talk to this kind of person.

Wen Junshan stood in front of Jiang Yining and shouted at him sternly.

"Get out! You've broken into my private home and are speaking rudely to my distinguished guests."

"The manners and etiquette of your Fu and Shen families are truly eye-opening!"

"I'm telling you this now: even if you hold a knife to my throat, I will not save you!"

As he spoke, Wen Junshan glanced at Shen Tian in Fu Huaiyan's arms and slowly added a sentence.

Instead of wasting your time arguing here, you should take your child to a proper hospital for treatment immediately.

"If this drags on any longer, it's hard to say whether he can even make it through the night."

The next moment, Shen Tian suddenly started coughing violently.

He curled up in Fu Huaiyan's arms, his back arched, and coughed twice before opening his mouth.

He choked on a mouthful of bright red blood.

It splashed onto the front of Fu Huaiyan's suit jacket.

Shen Miaoyin screamed and rushed over to hug him.

"Xiao Tian! How are you? Don't scare your sister!"

Shen Tian weakly opened his eyes, raised his hand to touch Shen Miaoyin's face, and said in a barely audible voice.

"Sister, I'm not afraid of pain..."

He turned his head and glared fiercely in Jiang Yining's direction, the sound he forced out of his throat filled with blood and foam.

"I don't need her to beg... I don't need her to save me..."

Jiang Yining met those hateful eyes and suddenly felt empty inside.

12 is old.

If her younger sister were alive, she would be 12 years old.

The age when I would jump around in front of her and call her "sister".

But her sister died before she could even breathe any air in this world.

The mistress angered the mother so much that she suffered a severe hemorrhage and went into premature labor.

The baby died in utero.

Jiang Yining looked at Shen Tian's face, which had turned bluish-purple due to poisoning.

Only two words came to mind.

retribution!

Shen Miaoyin's eyes were filled with tears, and she wanted to continue pleading.

Fu Huaiyan spoke calmly, then turned and walked out.

"Let's go back first."

He paused when he reached the restaurant entrance, without turning around, his voice low and deep.

"I apologize for disturbing you, Dr. Wen. It was impolite of me to bother you so abruptly today."

"But human life is not a game, and we hope Dr. Wen will reconsider."

After saying that, he didn't linger any longer, picked up Shen Tian, ​​and turned to leave.

Jiang Yining sat in the chair, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the chopsticks tightly.

What a precious human life!

What about all the lives Fu Huaiyan took for Shen Miaoyin?

Where is her mother?

Where is her sister?

And what about Zhao Hui, who should have turned back?

Who do these people think they are!

After the group left.

The living room finally returned to quiet.

Wen Ya's eyes reddened with anger, filled with indignation.

"Is there no justice left? Are these people bandits?!"

Wen Junshan's face remained grim, and he looked at Jiang Yining with deep remorse.

"Miss Jiang, I'm sorry to have wronged you, making you the target of people's anger and accusations for no reason."

Jiang Yining shook her head slightly, her expression indifferent.

"It's alright, they're crazy anyway, why bother arguing with lunatics."

She swallowed the cold food, picked up another piece of hot food, and smiled.

"Let's eat. Dr. Wen, you can call me Yi Ning from now on. No need to be so polite."

"Okay, okay!"

Wen Junshan's eyes reddened.

Jiang Yining didn't want to let this group of people affect her mood, so she composed herself and continued chatting and laughing.

Wen Junshan held his wine glass and said a lot of things, apologizing repeatedly.

Wenya nodded in agreement, her eyes red-rimmed.

Jiang Yining was forced to drink several cups of tea by the two men, and left with a smile in the end.

Wenya chased after them to the door and called out.

"Sister, you must come often!"

Jiang Yining smiled and agreed, then drove away from the Wen family's house.

The car drove down the mountain road; the rain had stopped.

The wet pavement reflected the light from the streetlights.

When she turned at the first intersection at the foot of the mountain, she saw that familiar car.

The car was parked on the side of the road with the engine off.

Fu Huaiyan leaned against the driver's side door, his coat draped over his arm.

The dark red bloodstain on the front of the shirt had dried.

It stands out conspicuously under the streetlights.

He had a cigarette between his fingers, but he wasn't smoking it.

Smoke shrouded Fu Huaiyan's face.

I couldn't see his expression.

Almost instantly, Fu Huaiyan's dark eyes pierced through the damp night and precisely locked onto Jiang Yining's location.

He looked at her, his gaze swirling with something, as if something was about to burst forth but was then suppressed.

Immediately afterward, Jiang Yining's phone vibrated in the passenger seat.

She looked down and saw a message from Fu Huaiyan.

【go home.】

Jiang Yining was almost laughing out of anger.

I pressed my fingertip against the screen.

Jiang Yining's anger surged instantly.

Now you know to type a message to her?

When you installed the auto-reply function before, why didn't you think of her?

Just one week!

4 days left!

Jiang Yining suppressed the surging anger in her heart, then locked the screen and stepped on the gas.

Luxury cars followed leisurely behind.

Drive all the way home,

When I got home, the living room light was still on.

Jiang Yining pushed open the door and went in to change her shoes.

Looking up, I saw the old lady sitting in the middle of the sofa. I lifted my eyelids and glanced at her.

She glanced again at Fu Huaiyan, who had followed her in.

"You're willing to come back?"