Zhan Xingchuan furrowed his brows, and Wen Yitong glanced at each other quickly.

He's in a wheelchair, his bedroom is on the second floor, he's in his current condition, he can't go up the stairs.

As for the voice coming from upstairs, Zhan Xingchuan couldn't really hear it, and he wasn't quite sure if Diao Ranran was shouting.

He clenched his fists and shouted, "Sister Zhang, Sister Zhang."

Sister Zhang, who had just turned off the fire, finally heard a sound outside the kitchen and hurriedly ran out.

When she saw Zhan Xingchuan, she was also very surprised.

"Mr. Zhan, why are you back?Aren't you hospitalized?Mrs. has just come back.And brought a friend.They went upstairs to talk about things.I'm cooking bone broth in the kitchen.I'm going to make ...... for you to drink in the evening."

Sister Zhang was a little at a loss, and wiped two handfuls of her apron with both hands.

She is just a part-time worker to make money, and she can't interfere in other people's housework, let alone talk much.

"Okay, I see, you go get busy."

Zhan Xingchuan nodded slightly, Sister Zhang hurriedly turned around and returned to the kitchen as if she had been amnestied.

Wen Yitong didn't even change his slippers, and directly trotted upstairs.

She hadn't been here before, and she didn't know which one was the bedroom, so after going up to the second floor, Wen Yitong started from the first room, opened the doors one by one, and looked inside.

Finally, she found the master bedroom and slammed the door open.

The clothes on his body are still there, but the shirt has two buttons unbuttoned, revealing a small piece of his chest, and Diao Ranran is a little wolf.

The moment she slammed the door open, she was coughing violently, because just now, Qiao Yanne pinched her throat, didn't want her to scream, he had a lot of strength, so, Diao Ranran almost suffocated, fortunately, he let go of his hand in time, she rolled her eyes repeatedly, coughing so much that her face had turned red.

"What the are you doing, let go."

Wen Yitong was completely stunned, stood at the door for three seconds, then turned around, hurriedly rushed over, grabbed Qiao Yanne's shoulders and back with both hands, and pulled him away from Diao Ranran's body.

Qiao Yanne instinctively waved his hand to resist, so he and Wen Yitong writhed together and fell to the floor next to the bed.

Diao Ranran, who was suddenly let go, barely thought about it, struggled to sit up from the bed, went straight to the door with bare feet, and stumbled out.

She even slipped and fell in the doorway, but immediately got up on her feet and ran downstairs in a panic, as if some flood beast was chasing her behind her.

It wasn't until Diao Ranran reached the first floor in a panic that she saw that there was someone in the entrance who she definitely didn't want to see at the moment, looking at herself expressionlessly.

He's still in a wheelchair.

Yes, since Wen Yitong is here, it is impossible for her not to inform Zhan Xingchuan.

Diao Ranran staggered and stood in place, her hands and feet were cold for a moment, and the blood in her whole body seemed to rush to the top of her head.

She desperately used the last shred of her sanity, clenched her fists, and scratched at the flesh on her palms with her fingernails.

"I can explain ......"

She wiped the liquid from her face, I don't know if it was sweat or tears, and her voice opened hoarsely.

And while she was talking, there was a noise from upstairs, and it didn't take long for Wen Yitong's screams to come

"Yanne, don't scare me, calm down, don't move ...... yet."

Thinking of Qiao Yanne's bad heart, Diao Ranran couldn't help but raise his head and glanced upstairs.

Zhan Xingchuan didn't speak, slowly pushed the wheelchair, pushed it to the sofa in the living room, and then called Sister Zhang, let her support herself, get off the wheelchair, and sit on the sofa.

During this period, Diao Ranran also wanted to come forward to help.

However, Zhan Xingchuan's eyes were too scary, she reached out several times to touch his body, but she was so frightened by his eyes that she retracted her hand, and she didn't dare to step forward again.

A few minutes later, Zhan Xingchuan sat down on the sofa, and the broken leg was lifted up by him, and placed on the coffee table in front of him.

At the same time, footsteps could be heard on the stairs.

Wen Yitong obviously cried, his eyes were red like a rabbit, and Qiao Yanne also tidied up the shirt on his body, as if he had washed his face, because the sideburns were still dripping with water.

"I picked it up on the floor in the room, and there are quite a few on the dresser, if you want to see it, you can ...... it."

She grabbed a card in her hand and handed it to Zhan Xingchuan.

Diao Ranran looked at the birthday card that Wen Yitong was holding in her hand just now, and when the two of them tore it, the card fell at her feet, and she didn't care about picking it up.

Zhan Xingchuan didn't speak, pursed his lips tightly, and reached out to catch it without saying a word.

He took one look, and then put it aside, as if the thin card was something horrible, and he didn't want to look at it again.

"Do you want to ......?"

Wen Yitong saw that his face was not good, and he had to swallow the words that had already reached his mouth, and he turned his head to look at Qiao Yanne beside him.

"What do you mean, don't go too far, I'm just worried that you have a heart attack, I don't want to mess with you, don't think I'm ......."

She grabbed his arm and roared angrily.

Qiao Yanne finally withdrew his slightly revealing gaze, he glanced at Wen Yitong, his face did not react in any way, and then lowered his head, and glanced at her hand.

Wen Yitong withdrew his hand in a daze.

"You two things you can solve by yourself.Where do you want to go.Don't be at my house.Please.I'm not going to get up.I'm not going to send it."

Zhan Xingchuan decisively issued an eviction order.

Wen Yitong wanted to speak and stopped, but when she saw his face turned blue, she knew that Zhan Xingchuan was holding back strongly, and she didn't know what to say, so she had to walk to the gate angrily.

"I'll wait for you, as long as you're willing to divorce, I'll take care of you."

Unexpectedly, Qiao Yanne, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke, he looked at Diao Ranran and said calmly.

As soon as these words came out, they immediately stirred up a thousand waves.

Wen Yitong, who had already walked to the door of the villa, turned around suddenly, and looked at Qiao Yanne with his eyes like torches.

She was stunned for a second, rushed over quickly, grabbed the collar of his shirt, and screamed, "Qiao Yanne, what you said is still not human, and now everyone in Zhonghai knows that the two of us are in love, and my grandfather also asked me, when will I bring you home, and the two families will have a meal together, and discuss the matter of marriage, what do you mean now, and do you still have me in your eyes?"

Wen Yitong has lived for more than 20 years, and has never been treated with such disregard and insult.

She couldn't have imagined that the person who said that was so ruthless and unjust, who violated morality, was actually her boyfriend.

In the end, Wen Yitong was already in tears.

She's always wanted the wind to be windy, to be rainy, and where has this ever happened.

In addition to grief, more than that, she felt that her dignity was completely challenged, completely eroded.

"That's enough, I know, I'm sorry for you, I'm going to make it up to you, but I don't love you, I can't fall in love with you, I have someone in my heart, there's her, no one else can come in."

Qiao Yanne grabbed Wen Yitong's wrist, his voice was very soft, but his tone was unprecedentedly resolute.

Wen Yitong looked at him stunned, as if she couldn't believe her ears.

"You don't love me, you don't love me, we've been dating so many times, eating, shopping, watching movies, it's all good, if I hadn't seen her at the mall that night, we're a normal couple, how could you treat me so irresponsibly."

After roaring in one breath, Wen Yitong suddenly withdrew his hand from his hand and rushed to Diao Ranran's face.

Her speed was very fast, Diao Ranran didn't fully react, and she saw Wen Yitong's face enlarge in front of her eyes viciously.

"Smack."

There was a crisp sound, and everyone was stunned, including Diao Ranran, who was beaten.

"Bitch, bitch, b

Wen Yitong was already like crazy.After slapping Diao Ranran.She continued to push her with her hand.Trying to push her to the other side.Continue to move.

"You're enough."

Qiao Yanne stepped forward and pulled her away, shouting to stop her.

And Zhan Xingchuan, who was sitting on the sofa, was expressionless, he didn't even frown, let alone speak.

"You feel so sorry for her.Defend her.Why don't you stop her from getting married.Why don't you marry her?Do you know what you're doing now?Boy.Break your shoes.She'll ruin you."

Wen Yitong sobbed and rippled, weakly withdrew his hand, and felt deeply worthless for Qiao Yanne.

Qiao Yanne was not angry at her insults to herself, he just stopped between Wen Yitong and Diao Ranran, lest she start beating people again.

"I'll say it one last time, your business, you go out and settle it yourself, now, get out of my house right now."

Zhan Xingchuan finally couldn't hold it anymore, shouted, and roared