Jiang's mother pushed Xiao Wan away and quickly grasped Jiang Huai's hand, her face full of worry.

"My son, you really scared me."

Jiang Huai looked at his mother, then turned to look at Xiao Wan, who had been pushed to the ground. He sighed helplessly, pulled his hand away from his mother's tight grip, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Mom, why did you push Wanwan?"

Jiang's mother snorted, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes, and said, "I heard you got hurt because of this bitch, didn't you? What kind of spell did she cast on you to make you risk everything to take a knife for her?"

Jiang Huai frowned slightly, ignoring his mother's unreasonable accusations, and instead gently asked the aggrieved Xiao Wan, "Baby, are you alright? Does anything hurt?"

Xiao Wan quickly shook her head, tears welling in her eyes, and choked out, "I'm fine, don't worry."

Jiang Huai comforted her in a low voice, "I know you've been wronged. My mom was just too worried about me. Don't take it to heart; she didn't mean it."

Xiao Wan bit her lip and slowly said, "I won't hold it against Auntie. After all, she only did it because she cares about you."

A hint of emotion flashed in Jiang Huai's eyes as he raised his hand to her: "Baby, come here, let me see if you hurt yourself?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wan blushed and got up from the ground.

She walked to the bedside, and Jiang Huai reached out and took her hand, looking worried: "Are you alright? I'm so worried about you."

Xiao Wan's fair face flushed slightly. She gently shook her head and whispered shyly, "I'm fine."

As she spoke, she slowly turned her gaze to Jiang's mother, who was standing to the side with a fierce expression. Although she was uncomfortable that Jiang's mother had hit her, Xiao Wan still spoke to her politely for Jiang Huai's sake.

"Auntie, hello, I'm Brother Huai's girlfriend. Brother Huai was injured while protecting me. Don't worry, I will take good care of Brother Huai and help him recover as soon as possible."

The girl, who had been standing awkwardly at the ward door, suddenly widened her eyes upon hearing Xiao Wan's words and asked incredulously, "You, you said you're his girlfriend? How is that possible?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wan paused slightly, then gently turned her gaze to the girl.

The girl was dressed in simple clothes, her long black hair neatly tied into two cute braids. She stood awkwardly at the door, looking somewhat at a loss.

Xiao Wan nodded gently and smiled as she spoke to the other person, "You must be Brother Huai's sister, Cuilan. Brother Huai told me about you before."

Upon hearing this, Cuilan opened her mouth, stammering as if trying to explain, "I don't..."

But before she could finish speaking, Jiang Huai suddenly interrupted her anxiously, "Baby, could you please help me with the hospital admission procedures? I haven't completed them yet."

Xiao Wan nodded: "Yes, the doctor just told me. I'll be there now. You should get some rest."

With that, he took his identification and walked out of the ward.

As she left, she thoughtfully closed the door to the ward gently.

Song Zhi slowly stepped out of the elevator carrying a fruit basket, her foot landing on Xiao Wan, who was waiting for the elevator. A hint of surprise welled up in her heart: "Wanwan, are you leaving?"

Wan quickly waved her hand: "No, I'm just going to handle Jiang Huai's hospitalization procedures. I'll be back soon. You go in and wait for me."

Upon hearing that Jiang Huai was the only one in the ward, Song Zhi, not wanting to be with a stranger, suggested, "Why don't I go with you?"

Xiao Wan smiled and shook her head: "No need, you go ahead first. Jiang Huai's mother and sister are here, don't be shy."

Before she could finish speaking, the elevator doors opened with a "ding," and Xiao Wan stepped into the elevator without saying a word.

Song Zhi watched the elevator doors slowly close and sighed helplessly.

Then, she picked up the fruit basket and walked towards Jiang Huai's ward.

Standing at the door of the ward, Song Zhi hesitated for a moment before finally reaching out to knock.

Just then, voices suddenly came from inside the ward, and the voices clearly reached Song Zhi's ears: "Ah Huai, why did you tell that woman that I'm your sister!"

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi paused her outstretched hand. She looked up and, through the glass of the ward, saw a simply dressed girl standing meekly by the bedside.

Next to her was a middle-aged woman.

Song Zhi remembered what Xiao Wan had just said: Jiang Huai's mother and sister had come over.

The next second, Jiang's mother's puzzled voice came: "Yes, Ah Huai, what's wrong with you? Why did you say that Cuilan is your sister?"

Jiang Huai was already annoyed because the two of them came to the ward without saying a word, and now he spoke up in an even more irritable tone.

"If you don't say she's my sister, what else could you say she's my wife? You just heard Xiao Wan say it herself, she's my girlfriend."

Cuilan listened from the side, feeling extremely aggrieved. With tears in her eyes, she said, "You, you really don't want me and our son anymore?"

Jiang Huai looked helplessly at the sobbing woman in front of him, and the throbbing wound on his waist seemed to become even more painful at this moment.

He frowned, his face full of annoyance, and spoke again: "Who said I didn't want you and your daughter? Stop making wild guesses and spreading nonsense."

Hearing this, Jiang's mother was also furious. She sternly rebuked, "What kind of nonsense are you up to?"

"Cuilan and I came all the way from the countryside, and what have you done? Instead of working properly outside, you've been messing around with these sluts and even ended up in the hospital."

Jiang Huai replied impatiently, "She owns a company and has a lot of money."

Jiang's mother looked bewildered and confused, and couldn't help but ask, "What does her money have to do with us? We don't depend on her for a living."

A sly glint flashed in Jiang Huai's eyes as he said smugly, "Now that I'm with her, her money is essentially my money."

Jiang's mother was stunned for a moment, and then she seemed to understand something, and a look of sudden realization appeared on her face.

"Son, you mean..." Although the rest of the sentence was not explicitly stated, the implication was self-evident.

Jiang Huai nodded and looked at Cuilan: "Cuilan, you've been in my family since you were little and even gave birth to my son. Of course I won't abandon you and my son. Once I get my hands on that woman's money, I'll take Mom, you, and our son to enjoy a life of luxury."

Upon hearing this, Cuilan looked worried and said, "Husband, I don't want any money. I just want you and our son to be well."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Huai looked annoyed: "What will you eat and wear if you don't have money? I'm only doing this because I want you to have a good life."

"But, but we don't necessarily have to lie..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Huai couldn't help but roar, "Shut up! I'm warning you, if you dare to say anything out of line, we're getting a divorce, and you'll never see your son again."

Standing at the door, Song Zhi heard the family's conversation inside and unconsciously tightened her grip on the fruit basket.

Xiao Wan has such a scum-attracting constitution; every single one of them is worse than the last.

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