Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

"All of you are waiting for the body to be collected—? Go and call the doctor—" He growled sullenly, pressing one hand on Wen Xinnuan's chest, trying to test her heartbeat.

At that moment, his heartbeat seemed to be still...

The infusion bag dripped quietly.

The room was full of doctors, bowing their heads and reporting Wen Xinnuan's condition.

Hearing that she was only injured on the skin, her head was smashed, and her life was not in danger, Ji Ziang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Xinnuan was not seriously injured, but she was too emotional, and she was afraid that she would do something again when she woke up.

You can't tie her up and tie her to the bed for a lifetime.

"Roy...Roy..."

Her lips were dry, and she whispered softly like a babble, and there were little beads of sweat on her forehead.

Ji Ziang used a towel to gently absorb her sweat so as not to flow to the wound.

"Big bastard..."

Desolate tears dripped from the corners of her eyes.

Ji Ziang's eyes were bottomless and dark. Eight years ago, he was the one who met her first, but Luo Lei stepped in first.

Wen Xinnuan continued to babble in pain, and whispered the child's name from time to time:

"Bill... why did Bill ignore me..."

"Bill, don't leave Mommy..."

The deep light in Ji Ziang's eyes flashed, he turned around and told the servant a few words.

……

When Wen Xinnuan woke up, her whole head was groggy and hypoxic.

As soon as she opened her eyelids, the servant looked at her in surprise: "Miss Wen, don't move, your head is hurt..."

Wen Xinnuan turned her empty gaze.

Seeing the infusion tube on her arm, she lifted it up heavily, about to pull out the needle.

"Miss Wen, you can't pull it out!"

Wen Xinnuan sat up fiercely, her strength had never been greater than before.

"It is said that young master Bill got into a group fight with other children this afternoon, and his personality has become more and more withdrawn..."

bill?

The name gave her chaotic thinking a way out.

Seeing that Wen Xinnuan had calmed down, the servant tried in a low voice:

"Miss Wen, can I help you get through the phone now?"

According to Master Ji's order, the servant connected Bill's phone.

"what's up?"

The son's voice came, as alienated as in the dream, with the usual indifference in his tone.

Wen Xinnuan burst into tears...

As bill got older, his personality became more and more withdrawn, and he spoke less and less warmly to Wen Xin.

I forgot how long I hadn't heard him call my mother.

Most of the calls were made by Wen Xinnuan, but Bill just responded perfunctorily.

Wen Xinnuan said that he wanted to see him, but Bill immediately resisted: "No need, I'm very busy."

Wen Xinnuan's eyes were lost. It's not that she didn't want to see her son, but every time she asked to see her son, she would be rejected by him.

"Bill doesn't want Mommy?"

"I'm going to class soon," he changed the subject, "hang up."

"Bill!" Wen Xinnuan called him anxiously, "Why...why did you become so indifferent to your mother?"

Bill was silent for a long time, then hung up the line with a click.

Wen Xinnuan held the receiver tightly, and heard the busy tone from over there...

"Miss Wen, young master Bill has fought with other children." The servant reminded repeatedly.

Wen Xinnuan slowly returned to her attention: "Why are you fighting in groups?"

The servant immediately contacted Bill's teacher.

After finishing the call, Wen Xinnuan leaned against the head of the bed and fell into meditation for a long time.