Song Xiang watched with fear. Bella's heart disease was probably half-truth and half-false. She had probably pretended it many times before, but An Xuyue made it real this time.
As soon as Yan Zhicheng arrived, the woman who had only half a breath left, forced herself to squeeze out a breath, gasping and crying, "Zhicheng..."
Master! This expression must have been practiced in front of the mirror.
Song Xiang sighed and couldn't help but go up and pull An Xuyue.
An Xuyue watched Yan Zhicheng pick up the woman on the ground, her face had already fallen. No matter how hard Song Xiang pulled her, it was useless.
"If you can, stay with her every day, or lock me up. Otherwise, I will burn wherever she lives!"
"Come here!" Yan Zhicheng's face darkened.
The people waiting around heard the sound and moved around An Xuyue, as if they had rehearsed.
Song Xiang estimated that it had happened countless times before.
No one needed to do anything, An Xuyue walked directly upstairs by herself.
Song Xiang had no choice but to follow him first.
When they arrived at An Xuyue's room, the woman who was still aggressive suddenly started crying.
"Auntie..." Song Xiang hurried over to pat her back and hurriedly handed her a tissue.
An Xuyue burst into tears. Regardless of whether she was dirty or not, she hugged Song Xiang and cried: "Daughter-in-law——"
Song Xiang sighed and coaxed softly, like coaxing a child.
"He is just a bastard!" he cried and cursed.
"Yes, yes." Song Xiang agreed.
When An Xuyue got a response, she scolded her even more fiercely and in many different ways, without repeating it from beginning to end.
Song Xiang comforted her and wiped her face with a towel.
"I'll go with you tomorrow!" An Xuyue said fiercely.
Song Xiang is probably out of luck. None of them can leave now, let alone An Xuyue.
She didn't say it directly, so she could only coax An Xuyue to sleep first, and then go back to find Yan Han.
Yan Han had gone back to his room long ago, and when she came back, he was still sitting on the sofa.
"Asleep?"
Song Xiang nodded.
"Is something wrong with Bella?" Song Xiang asked.
Yan Han sneered, "She was sick when I was a child, and she's still fine today. Her heart is probably stronger than yours or mine."
Song Xiang was surprised, "She was there when you were a child?"
She remembered that when she first arrived, Bella came to see her and called Yan Han "Xiao Yan" in a very friendly tone, as if she were an elder.
"When they just got divorced, the woman was brought back. It was said that she was about to die, and the doctor was called every three days," Yan Han said.
Song Xiang thought for a while, "She seems to be very special to you..."
"Isn't it special to want to be my mother?" Yan Yan snorted, squinting at the source of the desk lamp beside her, "I don't remember when, they made a big fuss, and one time they smashed something, and it hit me directly.
Above me, it was the woman who was carrying the dying body and rushed out to protect me."
Song Xiang breathed in, he was really dedicating his life to the cause of Bailian.
"Can we take Auntie away?"
"Yan Zhicheng will not let her go." Yan Han shook his head and directly called his father's name.
Song Xiang didn't understand.
Yan Han: "Only when she is under his eyes can he feel at ease."
Then why bother with a bella?
"The problem between them is not the woman. Even if there is no Bella, there will be Ada, Cindy. It is purely his own doing." Yan Yan said coldly.
Song Xiang nodded and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was getting late too.