After the divorce, I trained my dog, and the scumbag father and son knelt down at my door.

Zhuo Xuan pursed his lips, then turned and ran away.

"You...you..." Although Dong Yan's leg was in great pain, she still caught a glimpse of Zhuo Xuan's reaction out of the corner of her eye.

Seeing that he had fallen down the stairs and was seriously injured, he actually turned around and ran away?

What is it!

Enraged, Dong Yan shouted at the top of her lungs, "Zhuo Xuan, you ungrateful wretch! The Zhuo family would rather raise a dog than you!"

Zhuo Xuan was startled when he was scolded for no reason.

He paused slightly, his eyes glazed over, unsure of where he had gone wrong.

After a moment's hesitation, she took off running.

"Auntie! You...you're alright?" Yan Ziming seemed frightened, her expression panicked, and she stumbled down the stairs.

She came up to Dong Yan and squatted down beside her.

Before she could even speak, tears were already streaming down her face.

"I'm sorry, Auntie. The maid tripped me, and I lost my balance and bumped into you."

"sorry Sorry."

Upon hearing this, Dong Yan raised her eyes and glared at the maid standing on the stairs.

His eyes looked like he wanted to devour someone.

The maid was stunned and couldn't help but shiver.

What did Yan Zimo just say?

Did I trip her up?

How can it be!

She's been standing here the whole time, without moving an inch!

"Madam, no, that's not it..." the maid said anxiously, trying to explain.

But Yan Ziming's eyes flickered, not giving her a chance to defend herself at all.

"Someone come quick! Someone come quick! Get the old lady to the hospital immediately!"

She shouted.

Hearing the commotion, someone quickly rushed in.

Everyone hurriedly lifted Dong Yan up, rushed her into the yard, put her in the car, and then sped off to the hospital.

The maid looked completely bewildered.

She bit her lip, and quickly realized what was going on.

I'm afraid I've become Yan Zimo's scapegoat.

She was furious.

But there was nothing they could do.

Yan Zimo is not a simple woman; she is not as kind as she appears on the surface.

Even if she told the truth, no one would believe her...

……

On the other side, after scolding Yan Niannian, Xiaojun ran out crying.

In the courtyard, he saw Yunyun.

Behind Yunyun stood several other children from the orphanage.

Xiao Jun was stunned for a moment.

"Yunyun..."

Overwhelmed with resentment, he wanted to run to his best friend and tell her about his grievances and how bad Yan Niannian was.

But who knows...

Just as he was about to reach Yunyun, Yunyun, with a stern face, took a step back without hesitation.

She increased the distance between them.

Xiao Jun froze.

He looked at him in disbelief. "Yunyun, you...you hate me too?"

"We're clearly best friends!"

Looking at him, Yunyun's innocent smile was gone.

Her voice was stiff as she clenched her small fists. "No, I don't have a friend like you."

"Why?" Xiao Jun asked, his voice unusually agitated.

"Who told you to treat Nian Nian's mother like that! She's been so good to you, and you made her sad and suffer. I'm cutting ties with you. From now on, you're not my friend anymore."

In Yunyun's heart, the most important person is Yan Niannian.

No one can bully her.

Even your best friend is not allowed.

Xiao Jun felt as if all the blood in his body had frozen.

Even standing in the sunlight, he was terribly cold.

"How could you do this?" Xiao Jun shouted excitedly. As the "victim," he was filled with righteous indignation. "It was Yan Niannian who wronged me."

"If she hadn't refused to stay and insisted on making a scene, how could my father and grandmother have died?"

"How could I become an orphan?"

"Now, she wants to kick me out again. Tell me, who's in the wrong here?"

Yunyun pouted, "If Aunt Niannian wants you to leave, then you must be wrong."

“That’s right!” the other children echoed.

Despite being children, their eyes were filled with disgust as they looked at Xiaojun.

"Let's ignore him."

"Go and play!"

"Yes, yes!"

They pulled Yunyun along, and the children turned and left together.

"You... you..."

Xiao Jun stood frozen in place, clenching his little fists angrily.

His youthful features had become grotesque.

Yan Niannian!

It's Yan Niannian again!

Why did she do something wrong and hurt him? Why did everyone end up speaking ill of him and hating him?

He has nothing left now.

I hate it so much!

Hateful thoughts linger...

At that moment, a man in black walked over.

He was arranged by Zhuo Yuchen according to Yan Niannian's wishes, with the intention of sending Xiaojun to a welfare home in a neighboring province.

"Xiao Jun, let's go." The man in black called out to him expressionlessly.

Xiao Jun didn't say anything.

Knowing he had no power to resist, he finally lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and followed the man in black angrily.

only…

The hatred in his heart grew stronger and stronger, gradually twisting his tender heart...

……

in the hospital.

Dong Yan fractured her right leg.

The doctor treated her and put a cast on her.

The anesthesia hadn't worn off yet, and Dong Yan lay on the hospital bed, her painful groans lessening considerably.

But his face was still terribly pale.

Yan Ziming sat beside Dong Yan's hospital bed, her eyes brimming with tears, looking incredibly distressed for Dong Yan. In reality, her heart was breaking.

Originally, she just wanted Dong Yan to get hurt, to fall and get bruised and battered.

Unexpectedly, the results far exceeded expectations.

They broke her right leg.

Now that's bad. With such a serious injury, once Brother Yuchen finds out, he definitely won't stay at the orphanage any longer.

Thinking of this, Yan Ziming hurriedly said, "Auntie, you're so badly injured, I should call Brother Yuchen right away and ask him to come to the hospital!"

"Ok!"

Dong Yan hummed twice.

Yan Ziming quickly took out her phone and called Zhuo Yuchen.

But to everyone's surprise, Zhuo Yuchen simply refused to answer.

As soon as I saw it was her calling, I hung up immediately.

Unconsciously, Yan Ziming's hand holding the phone trembled slightly, and her expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

I felt really bad.

Zhuo Yuchen could personally make seafood noodles for that little bitch Yan Niannian, but when it came to his own turn, he wouldn't even answer a phone call?

Why?

In what way am I inferior to that little bitch Yan Niannian?

“Brother Yuchen must be busy, that’s why he didn’t answer the phone. How about this, I’ll send Brother Yuchen a text message and tell him about your situation, Auntie.”

"Once Brother Yuchen finds out, he will definitely rush back as quickly as possible."

When Yan Ziming said this, she herself didn't know whether she was comforting Dong Yan or comforting herself.

After mentally rehearsing the wording, Yan Ziming began editing the text message.

His words deliberately exaggerated Dong Yan's miserable condition, as well as her filial piety and kindness.

Then I checked it several times.

After confirming that everything was correct, Yan Ziming pressed the send button.