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Jian Ming was hospitalized with cerebral congestion, but it was not Lan Muge who took care of him by the ward.

Now Lan Muge is still angry with him, and he doesn't even bother to look at him. Therefore, basically Jian Lixing is taking care of them on the side, or they are nurses in the hospital.

Lan Muge was taking care of Jian Tingting, Jian Mingchao was hospitalized for a week, and she didn't even take half a step forward from her room illness, let alone take care of him.

Seeing her attitude, even if Jian Mingchao was angry in his heart, what could he do? Wasn't this all his own doing? He was sorry for her, and she should have blamed him, angered him, and hated him.

Lying on the hospital bed, Jian Lixing fed him breakfast.

Looking at Jian Lixing's care for himself these days, and then thinking about his other son, Jian Yiyang, he has never even shown his face, in addition to the coldness in his heart, he also feels that he is self-inflicted.

Think about it again, when Jian Yiyang was a child, he always liked to follow him like a little tail and call him "Dad". He held his son in one hand and his wife in the other. Life at that time was much and enviable.

However, he was destroyed by himself.

If he hadn't hooked up with Lan Muge and betrayed Mu Yunwan, it wouldn't be like this now. That's a wife and a son, and envy others.

But now?

What does he have?

He has two sons and a daughter.

One son regarded him as an enemy, and although the other son was now by his side to take care of him, he also felt it, and that anger was still not eliminated. And he himself has no face to see this son.

He's still a human being? He's just a brute, he's even a son's woman, is he still a human being?

What about daughters?

It's also a master who doesn't make people worry.

At this moment, he was envious of Jian Mingfan, that kind of home was a home, a complete home.

He could have had such a home, but he destroyed it himself.

And now, he can't even remember what Mu Yunwan looks like. In her mind, her imprint was so blurry that she couldn't see it clearly.

It turned out that he was such a merciless person.

No wonder Jian Yiyang hates him to the bone.

It reminded him again that year, the year Mu Yunwan had an accident, Jian Yiyang was only five years old.

In front of Mu Yunwan's tomb, Jian Yiyang stood in front of his mother's tomb and refused to leave. It was as if he was glued, and no one could pull him away.

He neither cried nor made trouble, not even a tear in his eyes, just stood in front of the tomb with an expressionless face, staring straight at the photo of Mu Yunwan on the tombstone, motionless.

It was raining, and his clothes were wet.

On such a cold day, even adults couldn't help but shiver, but he didn't feel it at all. Just stood straight.

He was afraid that something would happen to his child, and he was really worried. It was to carry him up and take him away.

Who knew that Jian Yiyang bit down on his shoulder so hard, even the shirt with flesh, and the blood from the bite flowed out, and he almost bit off that piece of flesh raw.

At a young age, his eyes were full of hatred, and even indelible murderousness. That was the hatred that didn't belong to a five-year-old child, and he shivered coldly when he saw it.

To this day, those two rows of tooth marks are still there.