She won't clear her name; she'll throw away all the scum.

"If you can't understand why we're so heartless to her, then think about yourself first. Now you're talking to me about family ties? Isn't your own mother your own mother? And how did you treat her? Anyone can talk to me about this, but you? Do you even deserve to?"

Chen Xiangdong regretted being kicked out and living at his wife's parents' house. He realized how uncomfortable it was to live in someone else's home, and that not all parents were as good to him as Grandma Xia.

When he changed his household registration, he was determined to live a decent life. But now, he hasn't lived a decent life; instead, he lost a child, which was aborted by his wife's family, whom he used to trust the most.

Now, his father-in-law is asking him if he's good enough for her.

Chen Xiangdong: "Yes, I am not worthy. I am not worthy to be their child, not unworthy to ask you this question?"

"Do you really want me to have a falling out with you and go to the police station to have a proper talk?"

Old Zhu: "Tear off the mask? What gives you the nerve to tear off the mask with us? Are you moving out? Do you want to go back to your own mother? Will she let you go back? Will someone take care of the kids? Do you still want your jobs?"

“Let me tell you, Chen Xiangdong, I’m not one of those cowards in your family. I only have one child, Wenfei. If you dare to put my son in jail, I’ll make sure your whole family never has a moment’s peace. You’re talking to me about your father-daughter relationship with Wenying? Can a daughter compare to a son? Can a grandson compare to a biological grandson?”

"You think that once you've put him in jail and vented your anger, this is the end of it? Have you thought about the future? We old folks won't care about reputations anymore after losing our son. Don't even think about living peacefully here anymore," Old Zhu sneered, his voice filled with malice.

"You made me die without a son to see me off, and I will make sure your Chen family also dies without a son to see you off."

Seeing Chen Xiangdong holding the kitchen knife, looking hesitant, one could tell he was an indecisive and easily swayed person. Although he said that, it was the worst possible outcome, and he didn't want his son to actually be arrested.

So he softened his voice and said, "Xiangdong, Dad didn't want it to be like this either. Wenfei already knows he was wrong. Just tell us what compensation you want. Wouldn't it be better if our family lived happily ever after? From now on, Wenying's mom and I will take good care of you and raise Baoyuan like our own grandson."

Seeing that he still didn't speak, but his expression had clearly softened a lot, he pressed on, "Xiangdong, why don't you and Wenying discuss it again? How do you two want to resolve this? The young couple needs to talk things over, right?"

“Your Chen family no longer cares about you. We are your closest relatives. If anything happens, just take a step back and things will be fine.”

Chen Xiangdong put down the kitchen knife, picked up his son, and ran out again.

Old Zhu behind him breathed a sigh of relief; his son's life was temporarily saved.

"Come out," he called into the house.

Zhu Wenfei was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. "Dad, I told you my sister's family are no good. They even wanted to kill me so they could take over our family."

Old Zhu snapped, "You better behave yourself for now. Your sister and the others aren't exactly smart. At worst, we'll just have to pay a little, and we'll find another chance to get it back. When they ask for money later, shut up and don't be so petty. I have my own plans."

Zhu Wenfei: "Understood."

Meanwhile, Chen Xiangdong rushed to the hospital. Jiang Fangru had been talking to Zhu Wenying by her bedside for a long time. If Zhu Wenying hadn't been feeling unwell, she would have jumped up and started fighting with her mother long ago.

"Mom, don't try to persuade me anymore. I just want Wenfei, that little beast, to get his comeuppance."

Jiang Fangru: "That's your brother. He used to fight for you when you were little. How could you put him to death?"

Zhu Wenying: "He won't die. At most, he'll go to a labor camp. Besides, when has he ever fought for me? The time you mentioned was when he wanted to eat something from someone else's hand. He asked me to snatch it, but I refused, so he went to snatch it himself. After he did, he complained to you that I had stolen it, and in the end, you beat me up."

Jiang Fangru: "Look at what you've become! You're spreading rumors about your brother over such a trivial matter. How old was he back then? He was about the same age as Baoyuan. And how old were you then? How could he possibly lie?"

"I know you're angry. I was planning to make it up to you, but you wouldn't hold a grudge against your brother even when he was a child, would you?"

"Besides, this incident really isn't his fault. Even when he was angry with you, he held back. He couldn't have really made you miscarry. I was just angry and thought you were faking it, so I kicked you a few times. I guess it's my fault. If you want to call the police, then go ahead and arrest me."

Zhu Wenying didn't want to pay any attention to her at all; her heart was completely biased. Her younger brother's marriage wasn't even settled yet, and she was already buying him this and that, insisting that everything be the best. Many things were specially brought from Shanghai, and some even required foreign exchange certificates.

She had never even seen such good stuff there before.

"Mom, whether you believe me or not, it's up to you. Whether I believe you or not, it's up to you." Zhu Wenying closed her eyes and remained silent, letting her say whatever she wanted.

Chen Xiangdong also returned to the hospital. At this time, because Zhu Wenying was ignoring her, Jiang Fangru was tugging at her, wanting her to give a clear explanation.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Jiang Fangru stopped immediately, and upon seeing her son-in-law holding the child, exclaimed, "You're back, Wenfei..."

Zhu Wenying opened her eyes and saw her son. "Why did you bring Baoyuan here? Is this a place for a little child like him?"

Chen Xiangdong: "Then I wouldn't dare leave him alone there, would I?"

Zhu Wenying said sarcastically, "That's true. Who knows if they'd be so heartless as to harm a child?"

She angered Jiang Fangru again. "What do you mean? If you were really scared, why did you make me take care of him for so many days?"

Zhu Wenying: "If I had known you were this kind of people, I wouldn't have felt comfortable leaving my child with you. Even if he hadn't gotten hurt, you might have corrupted him!"

"How's your life at home?"

Jiang Fangru wanted to argue, but she fell silent after hearing this. She also wanted to know how things were at home, and most importantly, how her son was doing. Had he been beaten or threatened?

Chen Xiangdong didn't want her to hear, and seeing that she wouldn't leave, he told her to go out.

Jiang Fangru had no choice but to leave, grumbling and cursing. She planned to go home, whether it was to reconcile her statements or see her son, it would be better than staying angry at the hospital.

Wasn't Zhu Wenying wary of her? Then she wouldn't serve her anymore.

She turned to leave, but Zhu Wenying shouted from the ward, "Mom, you're not allowed to leave! I have something to say to you later. Don't you want to hear our final decision?"

Jiang Fangru seemed frozen in place and refused to move.