At first glance, people will definitely misunderstand this.
"Don't move. Your forehead is broken. You have to endure the pain."
At this moment, Wen Hui was holding a cotton swab and applying medicine to Yang Fan's injured forehead.
Seeing Yang Fan moving around, she shouted angrily.
Wen Hui carefully applied medicine to Yang Fan's forehead, her eyes filled with distress.
"Did you get into a fight again?"
Why do you say again? Because just two days ago, Yang Fan had a fight with her ex-husband Ma Kang and went to the police station. Xia Ruhua paid 10,000 yuan and settled the matter privately.
She felt very guilty when facing Yang Fan, and it was all because of herself.
It also indirectly affected the relationship between Xia Ruhua and Yang Fan. The two people had some misunderstandings themselves, but because of themselves, the misunderstanding deepened.
"No, I accidentally fell it."
Yang Fan shook his head, of course he couldn't admit it and couldn't admit it.
What should I say? He said that a rich boss looked at his daughter -in -law and wanted to sleep with his daughter -in -law. He was destroyed by himself. Then he met again and met again. As a result, he beat himself?
It was a very embarrassing thing to begin with, and it would be even more embarrassing if it was said out loud.
As Xia Ruhua's husband and her legally recognized significant other, she was beaten up by Ma Ruming, who had good intentions.
But this beating made Yang Fan understand more clearly that without social status and rights, there is no dignity.
He remembered this grudge and would definitely pay it back to Ma Ruming twice as much in the future.
Wen Hui saw that Yang Fan was lying, but she didn't continue to ask questions. It was the man's poor self-esteem that caused trouble, but she respected Yang Fan's lies.
"Take off your clothes and let me wash them for you. They are all dirty and covered with blood."
Sister Hui pointed to Yang Fan's clothes. Not only were they covered with mud, there were even stains of dried blood.
God knows what Yang Fan has been through.
"No need, Sister Hui, I can just go home and wash myself."
Yang Fan repeatedly waved his hands to resist.
He had already been misunderstood by Xia Ruhua once before, and he didn't want to experience it again.
And after taking off your clothes, you will see the bruises on your body, which makes it even harder to hide the fact that you were beaten.
His chest, back, even waist and rib area were all covered in bruises.
Fallen? Who can believe it?
"Okay, it's up to you."
When Wen Hui saw Yang Fan's resistance, she had vaguely guessed something, but she didn't get to the bottom of it.
She and Yang Fan did have a sister-sister relationship, but it wasn't that great.
"You have been wronged about Ma Kang."
"This is 10,000 yuan, please help me return it to Xia Ruhua."
Wen Hui took out 10,000 yuan from her wallet and handed it to Yang Fan.
Seeing this, Yang Fan was about to wave his hand and refuse when Wen Hui said with great seriousness: "I will pay for this medical expense myself. After all, it is my business and has nothing to do with you, nor does it have anything to do with Xia Ruhua."
"You don't have to refuse. This is money for Xia Ruhua, not for you."
Wen Hui explained the truth so clearly that Yang Fan had no reason to refuse.
He nodded silently and collected the ten thousand yuan.
"I'll go cook and you can watch some TV."
Wen Hui saw that Yang Fan's mood was not very high, but also depressed, so she didn't say anything more, but walked to the kitchen wearing an apron.
She knew that Yang Fan must not have eaten. When she applied the medicine just now, she could hear a lot of bowel sounds coming from Yang Fan's abdomen.
Yang Fan lowered his head and stared at the ten thousand yuan and one hundred red bills in his hand. These are good things.
But, this has nothing to do with myself.
If you want to make money, you still have to make money with your own hands.
I was beaten and bullied today all because I am a grassroots member of society with no power or power.
If he had the background and power, he would not dare to do so if he lent it to Ma Ruming.
Not to mention that he covets his wife and always wants to get her into his bed.
If you have no status, you will have so many coveters.
A wife who is too beautiful and excellent is sometimes not a good thing.
As her husband, I have no ability to protect her. This is my own incompetence and has nothing to do with Xia Ruhua.
He has calmed down now, perhaps after a severe beating, his thoughts are clearer.
Getting angry with your wife is a sign of incompetence.
No matter what his wife has done behind her back, the right way is to become stronger.
Even if we end up not being together and parting ways, I, Yang Fan, will still file for divorce with my head held high, instead of being the humble one who gets dumped.
And he couldn't find any real evidence that his wife had cheated on him. Even if his wife hugged Xu Ning or drank with Ma Ruming, it wouldn't mean anything.
She is very ambitious and she knows this.
She has been like this since the days of love before marriage.
But at that time, I could also make money, and even more than my wife.
I write articles and scripts online and earn hundreds of thousands every year, which is four times my wife’s annual salary.
At that time, I and my wife did not have any emotional crisis.
All these emotional crises came from the six months before he was imprisoned. At that time, his career was at a bottleneck, and the things he wrote could not be sold, and he could not make any money.
At that time, he felt that he was inferior to his wife.
Emotional conflicts also gradually emerged.
He kept memorizing words, which was bad luck.
After he was released from prison, he felt even more inferior and sensitive. Coupled with his wife's divorce agreement, he became even more suspicious of Xia Ruhua's cheating.
The aroma of food soon wafted into the living room, and he became even hungrier when he smelled the aroma.
He didn't know how many times he had dinner at Sister Hui's house, but it was definitely not the second time.
He couldn't count, but Sister Wenhui was like his big sister, taking very good care of him.
My wife and I had come to Sister Hui's house for dinner before. At that time, my wife and Sister Hui got along very well, just like best friends.
When did it start to change? Oh, it was after I was imprisoned.
Three stacks of side dishes were served, and Sister Hui also served herself a bowl of rice.
Yang Fan was not polite to her, but sat at the dining table and ate happily.
Sister Hui tilted her head, held her chin with her hand, and stared at herself with a smile on her face.
"What are you doing these two days? Your clothes are so dirty?"
Sister Hui asked.
When Yang Fan heard Sister Hui's question, he stopped eating and said with some embarrassment: "I'm moving bricks at the construction site."
"Construction site?" Wen Hui's expression suddenly changed, and she sighed with a bit of hatred: "You are a college student, a top student who graduated from Jianghai University, how can you move bricks?"
"Yes, I am a college student, a top student." After hearing her words, Yang Fan couldn't help laughing, but it was a bitter and self-deprecating smile.
"I'm not only a college student, I'm also a reform-through-labor prisoner with a criminal record. Who would want me in a serious company?"
Yang Fan smiled bitterly.
Wen Hui bit her lip, as if she was having some kind of ideological struggle.
After a long time, she finally said with determination: "Yang Fan, I can find you a job, the salary is not low, six thousand a month."
A salary of six thousand a month? Yang Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, this is really not low.
Even in a first-tier coastal city like Jianghai City, wages are already above the average wage level.
But why did Sister Hui hesitate for so long? What is so unspeakable about this?
"It's just...a bit insulting to your status as a college student."
Sister Hui sighed, somewhat unwilling to let Yang Fan do this.
But Yang Fan now has no money and is having conflicts with his wife. If he doesn't find a job to make money, it will be even more difficult for him.
I used to be able to help out at my own pet shop, but after my ex-husband Ma Kang made a scene, the neighbors started gossiping about me.
She was afraid of the repercussions, so she didn't dare to mention it again.
But I can still recommend a place to Yang Fan, but...
"What job?"
Yang Fan put down his chopsticks and asked. He was full and had eaten two large bowls of rice.
"security guard!"
Sister Hui replied with a wry smile.
Being a security guard was really humiliating to Yang Fan in her eyes.
In the past, Yang Fan was a copywriter, a writer, and a man of letters.
Can he accept it?
When Yang Fan saw Sister Hui's answer, he was startled for a moment, and then smiled handsomely.
"Can!"
He can even do a small job of moving bricks, what can't a security guard do?
Besides, the security guards are also very impressive, aren't they?
"Sister Hui, is there any channel to recommend me to be a security guard? Which company?"
Yang Fan was more curious about where Sister Hui's connections came from.
From his original understanding, Sister Hui didn't seem to be a social person.
"I told you, don't laugh at me!"
Sister Hui looked at Yang Fan with some embarrassment, her face full of shyness.
"I found a boyfriend!"
When Sister Hui said this, she blushed and covered her face.
The smile on Yang Fan's face suddenly solidified.
For some reason, I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart.