Due to emotions and reasons, Song Xiang was not willing to take part in this matter today. He said that Po Datian was nosy and would make trouble for himself.
But in the situation she was in, she really couldn't help watching the mother and son go crazy.
Throwing down a rose, a stern and cold death gaze struck her, and all the defense cells in her body began to function.
It was quiet inside.
Yan Han's anger remained unabated, and coupled with the negative emotions he had accumulated towards Song Xiang in the past two days, he decided to throw her out without even thinking about it.
When he turned around, he saw that Yan Song was not around.
No one was there to help him, so he just did it himself.
He strode forward and headed straight towards Song Xiang.
Song Xiang was so frightened that he thought he was going to beat her. She was stunned for a moment, turned around and ran to An Xuyue's room.
Since his mother is here, he won't take action.
Yan Han quickened his pace, but no matter how fast he walked, he still stopped at the door of An Xuyue's room.
Song Xiang was standing behind a door, and the two of them stared at each other.
Yan Han took a deep breath and said coldly to Song Xiang: "Get out."
I'm stupid, so I just went out.
Song Xiang refused to listen and moved back two more steps.
Yan Han had really hated her to the point of gnashing his teeth in the past two days. He had long regarded her as the most unscrupulous woman in the world, and suddenly being provoked by her in this way made his lungs almost explode.
But he really didn't want to see An Xuyue, so he stared at Song Xiang for two seconds, then suddenly turned around and left.
Song Xiang was surprised that she was so presumptuous, and Yan Han actually turned around and left.
Behind her were An Xuyue's cries, one after another, annoying and heart-wrenching.
She thought for a moment and ventured out. Before Yan Han could reach the stairs, she grabbed another flower and threw it at the back of Yan Han's head.
Yan Han turned around without thinking and strode towards her with a vicious expression.
Song Xiang turned around and ran back to An Xuyue's room, still standing where he was just now.
The two sides faced each other, and the scene was exactly the same as before.
Song Xiang: "Why don't you come in and beat me?"
Yan Lenghuan knew her little trick clearly, she just wanted him to come in and take a look.
"If you can, stay away for the rest of your life!"
Song Xiang: "I will carry your mother on my back when I go out."
Yan Han: "..."
Song Xiang glanced behind her and said, "She is your biological mother after all. It won't hurt you to take a look at her."
"You know nothing!"
Yan Han's hair went crazy for a second, and Song Xiang was a little unsure.
She was still holding several roses in her hand. She thought for a moment, looked at Shun Han, and boldly hit him in the face.
One after another, I wanted to bring him into the room.
Yan Han was hit three times in a row, his eyes were forced to close, and his face was full of disbelief.
He had an instant impulse to go in, take the person out, and then beat him up!
After Song Xiang finished smashing the flowers, his back immediately started to feel hairy.
According to her estimation, it was impossible for Yan Han to be so bearable. The calmer he was, the more terrifying the storm was.
The two sides faced off for two minutes. Yan Han glared at her fiercely, then turned around and walked away again.
Song Xiang froze in place. Unexpectedly, he was unwilling to enter the room to meet An Xuyue.
Just as he was helpless, a laugh came from behind him.
She turned around and found An Xuyue on the bed, smiling through tears and winking at her.
Song Xiang put her hands on her hips and approached tiredly, finding that her hands had been simply wrapped.
The nurse left and she sat down beside An Xuyue's bed.
An Xuyue came closer, lying beside the bed like a puppy, and called, "Daughter-in-law."