Time Space: The Rough Man’s Sick Beauty Turned Wild

"You didn't mean it?" Yang Zhongyi smiled angrily, "Then who took your hand and slapped your own son?"

Seeing his son's swollen and slightly deformed little face, as well as the faintly oozing bright red gauze on his forehead, Yang Zhongyi felt his heart congested.

Since arriving in the capital, Shen Zhilan seems to have become a different person.

You have to eat well and dress well. Not only do you put on makeup and makeup every day, but you also have to compare yourself with others in everything.

How can they, who have just arrived and have no solid roots, compare with other intellectual families who have deep foundations, high wages and benefits?

Shen Zhilan was blocked and speechless.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more embarrassing, the doctors didn't care to watch the excitement and left as if they were running away.

Shen Jianguo unscrewed the thermos bucket in his hand and poured out two bowls of chicken soup.

One bowl was placed on the bedside table next to the hospital bed, and the other bowl was handed to Mr. Shen, without even looking at Shen Zhilan the whole time.

"Dad, this is the Ganoderma lucidum chicken soup that Zhihuan made for you. She said that you haven't had a good appetite recently, so she specially made it for you to replenish your health. There are also beef steamed dumplings that she steamed for you."

Hearing this, the coldness on Mr. Shen's face softened slightly.

"You don't even know that the little guy smells the smell, is acting like a spoiled brat, and is trying to be nice. He spent a long time in front of your granddaughter before he got half of it."

When it comes to his grandson, Shen Jianguo's mouth is harder to suppress than AK.

He knew why some old men refused to live in the small buildings in the compound and insisted on living here in the small courtyard.

Compared with the deserted courtyard and small building, the lively atmosphere in the Su family courtyard is indeed more joyful.

Especially when there is a little guy at home who looks like a doughy boy.

Yang Zhongyi followed Shen Jianguo into the ward and never looked at Shen Zhilan again.

He knew that Shen Zhilan was petty and competitive, but what he didn't expect was that she could be so cruel to his own son.

Can't hear...

How to study in the future? How to live?

Whose girl is willing to marry a disabled person who cannot hear?

Yang Zhongyi felt that the sky was about to collapse.

"Zhongyi, please feed the child something!" Shen Jianguo glanced at the chicken soup on the bedside table.

Yang Zhongyi nodded slightly, and picked up the soup bowl with force.

Maybe it was due to the concussion, but Yang Ming was always wilting.

It was almost dark when Shen Zhimei and Qian Xingwang heard the news and rushed over.

They only heard people say that Yang Ming fell into the hospital. The uncle in the mailroom didn't know what the specific situation was.

They hurriedly went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some cans and cakes, and then hurried to the hospital.

"Zhilan, why did he fall when he was fine? His face..." Shen Zhimei frowned and looked at Yang Ming, who was looking wilted on the hospital bed, her eyes filled with worry.

Because of Da Ya's incident, the two families had significantly less contact, but Shen Zhimei couldn't help but feel worried when she saw her little nephew lying on the hospital bed with a broken head and bleeding.

"Shen Zhimei, are you here to watch my joke?" Shen Zhilan interrupted her directly.

"I didn't..." Shen Zhimei hurriedly defended.

"No?" Shen Zhilan snorted lightly.

"Shen Zhimei, don't think that I don't know your little thoughts. Don't you just want to lick that short-lived man because he has a future?"

"Shen Zhimei, let me tell you, it's your business if you are willing to take your two girls to lick her smelly feet, but don't come in front of me and act like sisters, I won't accept this from you set. "

The more Shen Zhilan talked, the more excited she became.

"Your little tricks are just to deceive those fools. You pretend to be kind and generous every day, but in fact you are more evil than anyone else." "When I was a child, my parents were partial to that short-lived ghost, and you carried that with you wherever you went. Short-lived ghosts, don’t just want to please your parents.”

"I didn't..." Shen Zhimei shook her head in denial.

At that time, my father and mother had to work in the fields before dawn, and they would not return home until the moon showed their face. As the eldest son of the family, if she didn’t take care of her little sister, who would?

She had no idea Shen Zhilan would think of her like this.

"You don't have one?" Shen Zhilan sneered, "Shen Zhimei, stop pretending in front of me. You are like a short-lived ghost, you like to run to others and pretend to be pitiful..."

"Shen Zhilan, you've had enough!" Yang Zhongyi growled.

Her son was still lying in the hospital bed, and she still had the heart to make a fuss here.

Shen Zhilan said angrily: "What? I scolded her, did you feel bad? No wonder she ran to my house when she had something to do, and she also helped take care of your mother. She dared to steal someone..."

"Crack!"

A loud slap interrupted Shen Zhilan's dirty words.

Shen Zhilan covered her face with a look of disbelief.

"Shen Zhilan, are you crazy? Do you know what you are talking about?" Yang Zhongyi almost burst his lungs with anger.

"Yang Zhongyi, you hit me? You hit me because of the woman who carried her husband?" Shen Zhilan was furious.

As she spoke, she rushed towards Shen Zhimei angrily.

Qian Xingwang hurriedly stood in front of Shen Zhimei.

Shen Zhilan, who had lost her mind, saw Qian Xingwang stopping her from hitting Shen Zhimei, so she raised her hand to greet Qian Xingwang's face.

Qian Xingwang only protected Shen Zhimei, who was pregnant, and was completely unprepared. Shen Zhilan scratched his skin and opened her flesh.

Yang Zhongyi also didn't expect Shen Zhilan to be so brutal and domineering. When Shen Zhilan took action again, he grabbed Shen Zhilan's wrist.

"Shen Zhilan, what do you want to do?" Yang Zhongyi couldn't help roaring.

He really couldn't see through her.

It was obvious that she was the one who did something wrong, but she didn't apologize and admit her mistake, instead she threw dirty water on them.

"You beat me for such a shameless woman, and you still ask me what I want to do? I also want to ask you what you want to do?" Shen Zhilan struggled desperately.

Her eyes inadvertently glanced at Shen Zhimei's pregnant belly, and she became even more angry.

"Yang Zhongyi, is the evil seed in her belly yours?"

"Shen Zhilan, shut up!" Yang Zhongyi really wanted to strangle her to death.

What good would it do her to pour dirty water on them?

"Shen Zhilan, how can I be sorry for you? You want to abuse me like this?" Shen Zhimei was so angry that her eyes were red.

"I will help you take care of Mingming and Auntie whenever I have time. Whenever there is something delicious at home, when have I missed you?"

"Whether you are helping me or Yang Zhongyi, you know for yourself." Shen Zhilan sneered coldly.

"If you want to say that, Shen Zhilan, then I have nothing to say. That's all we have to say today. We'd better not interact with each other in the future." Shen Zhimei raised her hand and wiped away the fallen hair. tears.

"If we don't interact, we won't interact. Who cares about interacting with you? I think it's dirty to be a sister to a shameless person like you who insists on licking other people's stinky feet!" Shen Zhilan immediately responded.

Shen Zhimei turned around and left.

"Take away those dirty things of yours." Shen Zhilan roared.

Just as Shen Zhimei was about to turn around and go back, Qian Xingwang had already picked up the cans and cakes on the bedside table.

"It just so happens that from now on, our things will be thrown out to feed the dogs, and we will never feed them to white-eyed wolves." Qian Xingwang showed a rare stubbornness. (End of chapter)