Abandoned on a stormy night, I divorced and remarried into a wealthy family.

He had a sense of justice and wouldn't be fooled. His fleeting pity was quickly replaced by coldness. "Song Qintang, there's no room for discussion on this."

"I will not give up my hospital room."

Song Qintang sighed deeply, and her long-numbed heart suddenly regained its sense of pain.

Although the answer was already there, hearing it with my own ears still felt ironic.

After the door closed, Long Jianjia said to Wu Haoqi, "Brother Qi, hurry up and go after your sister-in-law, she seems to be angry again."

Wu Haoqi was silent for a moment, then said, "It's okay. She should be taught a lesson for making a mistake."

"I'm too fragile," Long Jianjia said, feeling wronged. "I didn't expect my sister-in-law to dislike me so much. I've caused you all too much trouble."

Wu Haoqi felt even more guilty. Song Qintang would never have been so domineering before, driving people to the brink of despair. Jianjia was already delicate, and she had been bullied to this extent. He said, "It's not your fault. You wait, I'll make Song Qintang apologize to you right now."

Long Jianjia, who was wiping away tears with her head down, looked up when she heard the sound and asked, "Brother Qi, aren't you going to stay with me?"

Disappointment clouded her tear-blurred eyes. She didn't want any apology. Lu Pingping was seriously ill, and Song Qintang must be helpless and desperate at this moment. At this critical juncture, leaving Wu Haoqi here would be the greatest insult to Song Qintang.

Furthermore, if Wu Haoqi leaves, Song Qintang might try to use Lu Pingping to gain sympathy and keep Wu Haoqi around.

Then all that pain from cutting her wrist would have been for nothing.

After all, Song Qintang is the best at playing the victim.

"No." Long Jianjia couldn't help but tremble, fearfully burrowing into Wu Haoqi's arms, her hands tightly gripping his waist. "I'm scared of my sister-in-law..."

Seeing how terrified the person in his arms was, Wu Haoqi clenched his teeth tightly.

Jianjia is too kind. If he doesn't stand up for her, Song Qintang will start to take advantage of them.

Wu Haoqi stood up. "Don't be afraid, I'm here. Let's see who dares to bully you."

Long Jianjia tried to pull him away.

But the person was already hurrying outside.

Looking at his retreating figure, Long Jianjia's eyes were filled with ruthlessness and resentment.

When Wu Haoqi found Song Qintang, she was bending over in the payment room of the lobby, communicating with the staff through the glass window.

Her slender, frail figure bowed low, her voice filled with pleading.

At first glance, they do indeed look pitiful and helpless.

Ah, if he hadn't witnessed this seemingly innocent and harmless person just driving another woman to suicide, he would have been fooled by his pitiful appearance.

Wu Haoqi quickly took a few steps, grabbed her wrist, and led her into the ward.

Those red-rimmed eyes were filled with astonishment.

At this moment, Wu Haoqi could no longer feel pity; he only felt that she had brought this upon herself.

"Apologize to Jianjia!"

This wasn't a discussion with her; it was an order.

Song Qintang felt extremely wronged.

In his eyes, is Long Jianjia so important that she has no human rights at all?

His eyes and heart were only for Long Jianjia.

She placed her hand on his palm, trying her best to shake him off.

Undoubtedly, when a man is angry, a woman's strength is simply no match for his.

Wu Haoqi grabbed her hand, his tone cold and brooking no argument, "If you do something wrong, you should apologize."

Song Qintang was dragged several meters away, and the pain was not only in her wrists, but also in her already broken heart.

"I did nothing wrong, and I'm not the one who needs to apologize."

This was the first time she had ever publicly confronted him, disregarding her own dignity.

Over the years, they have insulted her countless times with their words and actions, but she has never made a scene.

Wu Haoqi looked at her meaningfully at her unusual behavior, "When did you become so vicious?"

Not only are they vicious, but they also show no remorse.

Although Lu Pingping was seriously ill and she might be a little anxious, the consequences would be severe if Ms. Mei found out that Jianjia had been driven to suicide.

Doesn't she know which is more important?

Apologizing is for her own good.

Their eyes met, and only disappointment remained.

What's disappointing is not only the three years of marriage, but also the fact that when his mother-in-law was seriously ill, his husband ignored her and chose another woman at every moment when she needed him most.

An apology is out of the question, and backing down is even more out of the question.

"I am vicious, so vicious that when my own mother was seriously ill and her hospital room was taken away, I had to beg for help myself. So vicious that my husband dragged me to apologize to the person who wronged me, Huang Yao, and caused me to be slapped."

"Wu Haoqi, put your hand on your conscience, is it still there?"

Song Qintang was truly wronged. She couldn't care less about appearances or the Wu family's rules, such as not being allowed to talk back to her husband and the family motto that "the husband is above all else."

Even if things escalate to the point of complete estrangement today, she will not apologize.

The once quiet hall grew increasingly crowded as the two women confronted each other.

Wu Haoqi, having been publicly contradicted, was utterly humiliated and furious. "Your mother's been sick for a long time. Even if you gave her the ward, would she wake up? And Jianjia is hiding in the ward trembling with fear of you. Song Qintang, don't you know what's important?"

Song Qintang's heart turned cold. She shook off his hand and looked coldly at Wu Haoqi. "You've already clearly defined who's more important and who's less important in your heart."

Seeing that Song Qintang had no remorse, Wu Haoqi shook his head in disappointment, "Since you don't know how to repent and don't apologize to Jianjia, then I won't continue paying for the V3 ward. Let your mother move to the corridor after she leaves the ICU. Consider it a lesson for you."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Song Qintang called out to him from behind, "Don't go yet, I have something to tell you."

Wu Haoqi stopped walking impatiently, turned around and looked at Song Qintang with a cold and sharp look in his eyes, "I know what you're going to say."

As he spoke, he raised his chin, his tone filled with unwavering certainty, "Song Qintang, don't even think about getting a V3 ward."

"I won't change my mind."

She didn't have time to take the divorce agreement out of the bag. Song Qintang stared blankly at the retreating figure for a long time.

She smiled bitterly, and as she smiled, tears streamed down her cheeks without her realizing it.

He knew all this, yet he still used her only family member in the world to blackmail her.

Although she knew he wouldn't help her, hearing it with her own ears still felt like a sharp stab to her heart.

Her firm back gradually relaxed, and tears streamed down her fair cheeks.

The hospital lobby was bustling with people. Those who had seen enough of the excitement headed to their respective destinations, but she was all alone, weaving silently through the crowd, tears streaming down her face.

Meanwhile, in the crowded elevator, a pair of eyes were fixed on this scene, and seeing her vulnerable and helpless appearance, a feeling of pity arose spontaneously.

The bodyguards and hospital leaders following behind stopped and waited quietly, none of them daring to speak first.

Perhaps sensing the gaze, Song Qintang looked up again and met those cold and arrogant eyes.

The moment their eyes met, Song Qintang almost lost her footing, and the step she took forward instinctively took a step back.

His eyes darted away, and he immediately lowered his head to avoid eye contact.

Song Qintang never expected that she would run into Gu Huizhou here.