How did finding a wife for the villain become giving away a husband?

My hands, my hands...

Why can't I feel my hands?

Mother Song fell into a panic, shaking her head desperately, and the hair that Wang the nurse had just combed became messy in an instant.

Like a homeless person.

Song Wenjing seemed to have noticed her difficulty and advised earnestly, "Mom, you are in a special situation now, you can't be angry."

"If you get cerebral palsy, that would be a real disaster."

There was a hint of doubt in Song's mother's eyes. She didn't know whether this was true or not, but she still tried to control her temper.

If she really had cerebral palsy, she would definitely jump off the building and commit suicide. Now she looked like a ghost, and her appearance, which was usually her most advantageous feature, had become haggard and vicissitudes.

But the person I longed for in my heart still didn't come.

The first thing she did when she woke up was to glance around. The husband she had been talking about had not appeared for a single moment. She suddenly felt that her life was truly tragic.

Her first husband was an alcoholic and violent, and her second husband was a modest gentleman, but very cold to her. Since she moved into the Fu family, they had never done anything that a couple should do.

It seems like I am just a vase that can be admired at any time. I admire it when I am bored and forget about it when I am busy.

She was afraid of being kicked out, so she tried to please them all the time over the years, but she didn't get any sympathy.

She wanted to introduce Song Wenjing to a woman of status, also to prevent being kicked out by the Fu family. The two did not have a marriage certificate, and there was no so-called joint property between husband and wife.

If you are kicked out of your home, you will be kicked out with nothing.

She had been spending money lavishly over the years, and suddenly one day she fell from the clouds to the ground. It was impossible for her to adapt to the life of poverty.

Mother Song quietly ate the cold porridge that Song Wenjing fed her. After she was full, she closed her eyes indifferently, with an expression as if she didn't want to talk.

Song Wenjing understood. He dumped the garbage on the table into the trash can, told Song's mother that he was going to see a doctor to ask about the patient's condition, and left.

When I was halfway there, my cell phone suddenly rang. I took it out and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hey?"

A voice came from the other end of the phone: "Is this Mr. Song? I'm Mr. Fu's assistant. I heard that your mother was hurt, so Mr. Fu came here to express his concern."

Even though the tone is gentle, it is not lacking in strength.

When Song Wenjing heard this voice, he was inexplicably calm, "What's the matter?"

The assistant was startled by his cold tone and explained, "Mr. Fu has arranged for a doctor to treat your mother. You don't have to worry about the cost of your medicine."

There is no free lunch in the world. Song Wenjing knew he had to pay a price. "What does he want? I will not leave this city."

"That's not necessary. You just need to tell the police that this case doesn't need to be investigated. From now on, Mr. Fu will cover all your mother's medical expenses."

"You are a smart person. You should know how much money you have spent recently. You are just a student. You are not yet able to afford your mother's future medical expenses."

"You just need to tell the police. Mr. Fu will take care of everything else. You don't have to worry about it. A smart person should know who to touch and who not to touch."

"If you accidentally catch fire, it would be bad if it burns you, right?"

When Song Wenjing heard his words, he realized that he was living under someone else's surveillance. Was the last sentence a warning to himself not to get close to An An?

Ah!

"I agree. I will ask the police to stop investigating this case. As for whether the police agree or not, that depends on Mr. Fu's ability."

"I know exactly who I should and shouldn't touch. Assistant Wang doesn't need to remind me."

After saying that, he quickly hung up the phone and went to find a doctor to inquire about Song's mother's condition.

The assistant on the other side frowned as he watched the call being hung up. Without saying anything, he reported the matter to President Fu.

Young people are just a little too playful!

The novelty wore off, and what followed was apathy.

……

"Brother, I'll be waiting for you at the gate. Let's go to the hospital to see Auntie. She's been lying in the hospital for over a month. I wonder if she's bored?"

Fu Yan'an was on the phone while looking around at the school gate. When he saw Song Wenjing, he quickly waved his hand and shouted, "Brother, I'm here."

This voice caught everyone's attention, and everyone looked straight at the person who made the voice, and saw that it was a handsome young man.

Everyone's eyes showed understanding, and they walked very slowly on purpose, just wanting to watch the fun.

Song Wenjing didn't care about these looks. He took Fu Yan'an's hand and got into the car. He put down the things in his hands and the two hugged each other passionately.

"Didn't you say that there were some unresolved matters? Why did you want to accompany me to the hospital?" Song Wenjing went to the hospital every few days recently.

Even when he went to the hospital, he heard news reports that Mr. Fu of the Fu Group had been in a car accident as soon as he returned to China and was still in a coma.

He could probably guess who was behind the scenes, as the protagonist had not revealed his true identity during this period.

How could An An attack his own father?

Fu Yan'an lay in Song Yan'an's arms nonchalantly and said, "It's okay. These things can't get away anyway. I've already dealt with most of them."

"The rest will just take time. If we can't wait, then we'll have to ask someone else to do it for us. Didn't my dad have a car accident a while ago? I even took care of him all night last night."

"It's a pity that he still hasn't woken up. I was thinking of having a good chat with her. Why don't we go see my dad when he wakes up?"

"Our relationship can't be kept secret forever. What's the point of being secretive? Our relationship is aboveboard. If anyone dares to talk nonsense, I will beat him."

Song Wenjing hadn't listened carefully to what he had said before. He only heard one message: he was going to meet the parents. But the parents were still lying in the hospital.

When Song Wenjing heard about meeting the parents, he was still a little nervous. But if An An took him to meet the parents, Uncle Fu would definitely wish he died in that car accident.

Otherwise, he would have to face Fu Yan'an's ridicule and boasting. Even if Uncle Fu didn't die in the car accident, he would be angered to death by Fu Yan'an.

In the eyes of most people, homosexuality is not recognized. In the minds of the older generation, it is necessary to continue the family line.

"Okay, I hope your dad won't be so angry with us that he'll vomit blood. What have you been doing recently? Why can't I see you when I get home?"

"If you don't know, you might think I'm single." Song Wenjing's tone was full of grievance, mixed with a hint of depression.

"Wife, I miss you so much! If I hadn't had to take care of my mom, I would have taken you home and imprisoned you, keeping you from getting out of bed all day."

"You can only beg me pitifully."