After being thrown into the crazy literature, the author turned over a new leaf

Chapter 27 Take her away

Wen Mo suggested: "Boss Feng, this is actually easy to solve. Anyway, the purpose was to make Lawyer Si admit defeat. Now she has admitted it. Let's just wait for her to come back and cancel the three-month contract. We can do her a favor and make amends. This way, the problem will be solved."

He continued, "Boss Feng, Lawyer Si is not a person who makes a living from this, and her appearance is not outstanding. Compared with Miss Yin, she is not even a hair's breadth away from her."

Wen Mo didn't finish his words because Feng Sichen spoke.

"Shut up!"

Feng Sichen's eyes became darker and darker, as if he wanted to devour something.

He sat on the sofa, his hands folded on his knees, staring at the floor, with simple white behind him.

The decoration of Bauhinia Apartment is simple and monotonous, with black, white and gray as the main colors. The only bright color is the pot of daffodils that Si Nian bought.

After hearing that the document had been delivered and the words to be conveyed had been completed, the boss wanted to be alone, so he happily left with the red envelope.

The boss seemed to care about Lawyer Si as much as Miss Yin, but that was just a momentary impulse, although the boss was obsessed with it for a long time.

As an outsider who knows the inside story, the March Agreement should be ended as soon as possible, otherwise it would be a disaster for everyone once Miss Yin returns.

Jiangcheng First People's Hospital, single room
Si Jinghai was lying on the bed in a hospital gown, crying out in pain, while Fang Zhengmei was changing his dressing.

Si Nian was working non-stop, and there was a dark circle under her eyelids.

The ward was silent, and the only sound that could be heard was Si Jinghai's "Aiyo hey, aiyo".

After a while, the door opened and the person who came in was a young man of about 21 years old.

"Sister, I've bought the lunch boxes. You take a rest first. I'll come to see our dad." Si Wenjun was respectful at this time.

Si Nian didn't say anything. She took the lunch box and went outside to find a corner to eat quietly.

She came back to pay the money, the money for the hospital. After all the reimbursements, she still had to pay 50,000.

They really knew that their "daughter" was rich and the wards she stayed in were all high-end.

It is now ten o'clock in the evening. Feng Sichen sent her a WeChat message:
I've given you five days off, and that's all I've done. If you don't come back tomorrow, it will be treated as a breach of contract.

She raised her phone and wanted to smash it, but she held back.

Don't be angry, don't be angry. If something breaks, you will have to pay for it yourself.

The lunch box was tasteless, so Si Nian filled his stomach and then went back to the ward.

Perhaps the pain had eased, Si Jinghai stopped babbling.

"Xiao Nian~" Si Jinghai's condition improved and he could speak completely.

Si Nian didn't answer and silently packed up the things on the camp bed.

The ward was cramped and crowded. Si Nian and Fang Zhengmei were accompanying him tonight.

Si Wenjun wants to go home to be with his wife, after all, his sister-in-law is three months pregnant.

Si Nian came back last Sunday and after resting for a few hours, he has been taking care of the patient in the hospital. Si Wenjun just brought him meals and asked him a few questions.

"Didn't you hear me talking to you? Your father is not dead yet!" Si Jinghai started to yell again.

Si Nian pretended not to hear and continued doing his own thing. Fang Zhengmei saw that the situation was not good, so she winked at Si Jinghai, signaling him to stop talking.

"Hey, I'm going to talk even though you don't allow me to! Do you still have me as your father in your eyes? I spoke to you in a nice voice just now and gave you face, right? Do you want me to kneel down and kowtow to you on the hospital bed before you talk to me?"

At this point, Si Nian paused, she stood up slowly, and said straight ahead: "Then you should kneel three times and kowtow nine times."

Currently, only Si Jinghai lives in this room. "I deserve to kowtow to you three times and nine times. After all, I paid for your hospitalization and other miscellaneous expenses for more than ten days. If you are stubborn, return the 50,000 yuan to me." Si Nian smiled and spoke slowly.

"You! You! You! Aren't you afraid that your father will be mad at you to death?" Si Jinghai's emotions fluctuated.

Si Nian still had a smile on his face: "Si Wenjun can't even make you angry to death, so how can I, who pays for your medical expenses, make you angry?"

"Also, you just escaped death, so don't get too emotional. It's not that I'm afraid of you dying, I just have to leave tomorrow and don't want to be delayed because of your funeral."

What she said was heartless and inhumane, but it was normal.

"Bang! Smash! Crash!" With a few loud noises, the ashtray shattered to the ground.

The person who threw the ashtray was Si Jinghai, and it hit Si Nian's forehead.

Si Nian seemed to be used to it. She touched it with her hand expressionlessly, and what she saw was a deep red.

"Very good, now you can throw things at people. This time you will definitely not die. My care ends here, and I'll go back." Si Nian said with a smile.

Her seemingly hearty laughter was actually mixed with a chilling feeling.

"I have paid a lot for this family, including Si Wenjun's engagement, the down payment for the house, the betrothal gift, etc. I don't owe you anything. Whether you live or die in the future has nothing to do with me!"

She picked up her bag and left. Fang Zhengmei tried to stop her but failed.

"Your father was just angry. He didn't mean to smash your ashtray. Besides, he hasn't been discharged from the hospital yet."

Si Nian couldn't stand her nagging any more, so he took Fang Zhengmei's hand away and stepped aside, "So what? What next? I've taken care of the household registration book, and I've paid the money I should pay. What on earth do you want to do? Are you planning to rely on me for the rest of your life?"

"You used to say Si Wenjun was young, but now he's 21, an adult, and a father. Why is he still holding on to me? Do you think I'm taking care of you just by bringing you food and asking about your well-being?"

"Yes, after all, his mother is here. His mother's presence here means his son is here to take care of him. As for me, I am nothing!"

Si Nian said these words many times. She thought she would never say them again, but she said them again when she arrived in Jiangcheng.

"You! I gave birth to you and raised you just for you," Fang Zhengmei became angry and humiliated. She raised her hand to slap him, and it seemed that she was holding back all her strength.

Si Nian couldn't dodge, so he just stuck his head out to accept it.

Anyway, I got hit on the head, so a hit on the face doesn't matter.

Hit it, hit it, and when you're done, it's over and over.

But the pain did not come.

A hand appeared out of nowhere in Si Nian's field of vision and blocked the sudden palm wind for her. Looking in the direction it came from, it was Feng Sichen.

His glass-like eyes were frosty and cold, and his aura was so strong that it made people forget to breathe. They just looked down at him with raised brows.

"Let's go?" Feng Sichen looked at Si Nian.

She lowered her head and said nothing.

Seeing this, he took Si Nian's hand and walked away.

There was no answer, no resistance, which was acquiescence. Si Nian let Feng Si Chen hold her hand and take her away.

"Stop right there! Stop right there!" Fang Zhengmei was shocked. "Who are you to meddle in other people's business?"

"I'm teaching my daughter a lesson!"

She blocked their way.

(End of this chapter)