Wen Wanjun called helplessly, "Mom."

Old ancestor Xie patted Wen Wanjun's hand and taught: "Don't call me mother, I'm not your biological mother, Wanjun, you divorced Xie Qian, you are not the daughter-in-law of the Xie family, you are not obliged to come to the hospital to take care of me..."

Wen Wanjun glanced at Ye Linlang and said embarrassedly: "Linlang is still here."

"Linlang is not an outsider, you heard it too, I gave Xie Xuning to her."

The ancestor of the Xie family looked at Wen Wanjun deeply and said, "Wanjun, you are yourselves Wenwanjun first, and then your wife, mother, and daughter. Do you have to learn to love yourself more. Do you understand what I mean?"

Wen Wanjun hesitated.

The ancestors of the Xie family waved helplessly.

"You can do your life."

There was a hint of shyness and anxiety floating on Wen Wanjun's gentle face.

Ye Linlang understood that the original intention of the ancestor of the Xie family was to be Wen Wanjun.

Ye Linlang didn’t think Wen Wanjun and Xie Qian’s marriage life, Wen Wanjun was very happy.

If she was really happy, she would not have committed suicide in her previous life.

"Dongdongdongdong--"

Xie Qian stood outside the ward and knocked on the door gently.

When the ancestors of the Xie family saw Xie Qian, the unfilial son, they angrily smashed the cup in their hand on Xie Qian's head.

Xie Qian tilted his head and the cup hit the wall.

The enamel water cup fell to the ground with a bang, rolling around the ground, and finally stopped at Xie Qian's feet.

Xie Qian bent down and picked up the water cup on the ground and handed it to Wen Wanjun naturally.

"Mom, you are old, don't be so generous." Xie Qian sat next to the ancestor of the Xie family and whispered: "I am now divorced Wanjun. There is no moral or legal problem with marrying that little girl Li Zhiwei. Moreover, that little girl is tactful and tactful. When I am with her, I feel that I am more than ten years younger."

When the ancestors of the Xie family heard Xie Qian's shameless words, they almost felt disgusted and wanted to vomit.

"You are a single divorced man. You will marry whoever you want!"

Xie Qian didn't expect that his mother would stay in the hospital for one night and figured it out.

"Mom, have you figured it out?"

The ancestor of the Xie family glared at Xie Qian, "You think Li Zhiwei is young and beautiful. I believe you should be absolutely sure that you will be old one day and she will take care of you. I thought about it later. This is also good. You will catch a disaster and save your three sons from being destroyed by your family."

When Ye Linlang heard the words of the ancestor of the Xie family, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

The ancestor of the Xie family, who was so vicious to his son, was very gentle to Wen Wanjun.

"Wanjun, you send Linlang for me."

Ye Linlang followed Shanru and said, "That grandma, I'll leave first."

Ye Linlang and Wen Wanjun left the ward together. At first glance, they saw Li Zhiwei standing in the corridor wearing dresses and hair disguised.

Li Zhi walked up to Ye Linlang with a slight smile, "Ye Linlang, long time no see."

"If you can't marry Xie Xuning, just be your stepmother? Li Zhiwei, your spirit of dedication to love really makes me sigh."

In Ye Linlang's heart, Xie Qian and Li Zhiwei are not good people. Since this is the case, she can only sincerely wish them a happy marriage for a hundred years and a noble son soon.
Chapter completed!