He Yiming hesitated for a moment, pushed open the door, and saw Wen Qing leaning against the head of the bed, her long hair was scattered, her eyes looked out of the window coldly, and the whole person was surrounded by a cold tone. This article was first published by This is the first time, and he feels that this stubborn woman is a little pitiful that people can't refuse.

No one spoke, He Yiming didn't know how to speak, Wen Qing's half leg couldn't move, it seemed that the car accident was not light.

"I just heard you were in a car accident." He Yiming is like a child who has made a mistake, he is waiting for Wen Qing to give him a reaction, at least he knows whether she is angry or disappointed in her heart.

But Wen Qing just turned her head to look at him, and a touch of coldness flashed in her eyes, "Thank you Mr. He for your concern, I'm fine." ”

Even if she is injured like this now, she still looks stubborn, and even her words are slanderous with sharp teeth. He gasped, and swallowed all the comforting words he had thought of.

"You're disappointed?" He asked rhetorically, and stood there, staring at Wen Qing's thin lips, as if expecting this woman to compromise once.

Knowing that there would never be the word compromise in her dictionary, he still had such greed.

"I never had hope." Wen Qing smiled.

Such a sentence directly hit the most painful place in He Yiming's heart.

Heh, is this self-inflicted?

He felt the urge to hit the wall, and his hands were clenched tightly, but he just looked at the hedgehog-like woman with indignation.

She was able to flirt with his affection lightly, so that all his peace was torn apart in an instant. Therefore, He Yiming no longer made a sound, just stood there without saying a word.

As soon as Yang Ruoying and Wen Yichun came out of Wen Qing's ward, they ran into Wen Junyan who ran up in a hurry, and he was in a hurry and ran all the way up the stairs.

"Junyan!" Yang Ruoying grabbed his arm and stopped him from wanting to push away Wen Qing's ward.

Wen Junyan stopped, surprised.

"Yiming is in your sister's room, don't go in yet."

As soon as Yang Ruoying's words were finished, Wen Junyan's face changed, and he shook Yang Ruoying away.

It was the first time he had rebelled against his mother so much when he was so old.

"Junyan-" Yang Ruoying had no time to stop her, Wen Junyan pushed the door open, grabbed He Yiming's collar without saying a word, and smashed his fist with lightning speed.

"Bastard!" Wen Junyan kept beating and scolding.

Yang Ruoying knew that Wen Junyan's temper would not be restrained at this time, she and Wen Yichun hurriedly pushed the door in, and saw Wen Junyan and He Yiming scuffling together.

"Junyi, Yiming, let go!" Yang Ruoying stepped forward and wanted to pull the two people apart, but she didn't want to, I don't know whose fist it was, and it fell on her chin at once.

She was in pain, and she sat down on the ground, frowning and showing a painful look.

Wen Junyan was even more angry now, the hot blood just now was activated again, and his whole body rushed towards He Yiming, if it wasn't for Wen Yichun pulling it away, I'm afraid the two men would be fighting together again.

"If you have something to say, what's the point of doing it here?" Wen Yichun scolded, then turned around and yelled at Wen Junyan: "Get out!" Go busy with what you should be busy with! ”

He loves his son, after all, in the fight just now, Wen Junyan did not take any advantage. However, He Yiming is Wen Qing's husband, and he can't let outsiders feel that the Wen family is bullying his son-in-law.

"Mom and Dad, you can't imagine who the person who hit my sister is, right?" Wen Junyan looked at He Yiming with a sneer and said, there was anger in his eyes, although he was pulled away by Wen Yichun, but the fire of hatred for He Yiming did not dissipate at all.

Wen Qing's heart couldn't help but chuckle, but it was a conditioned reflex lowering of her eyelids.

Wen Junyan sneered, stretched out his hand and pointed at He Yiming, he was a little excited, he wanted to suppress it but couldn't suppress it.

"He is your good son-in-law, it is he who hit my sister! He Yiming, you are really a beast, what did my sister do wrong? You want to kill her? ”

Wen Junyan didn't control his anger for a while, and couldn't help but burst into foul language.

Wen Qing was silent, but Wen Yichun and Yang Ruoying were stunned.

"Yiming, did you really hit Qingqing?" Yang Ruoying asked in disbelief.

Even if He Yiming's relationship with Wen Qing is so stiff now, she didn't really reject He Yiming from her heart.

He Yiming was confused by the second monk, "Wen Junyan, don't spew blood, it's absolutely impossible for me to do such a thing." ”

In He Yiming's heart, what he despises the most is wrongdoing, just now Wen Junyan was angry at him, where can he stand it?

Therefore, even in front of Yang Ruoying and Wen Yichun, he is also aggressive. Those blood-red eyes were completely covered with anger.

"I'm spewing blood?" Wen Junyan snorted coldly, took out a stack of photos and threw them at He Yiming, "Just take a good look, don't think that no one will know about what you have done." ”

Wen Junyan crossed his hands on his waist, he ripped off his tie, and his whole face was haunted by anger. He Yiming just wanted to pick up the photo from the ground, but was quickly taken by Wen Yichun.

I saw that Wen Yichun's face became darker and darker.

The photo is a little blurry, but it can be seen clearly, it is Wen Qing lying on the ground, and it is He Yiming's Maiba He who crashes into her. Even the time is indicated on the photo, accurate to the minute and second.

On Wen Yichun's forehead, the green tendons were exposed. Anger and disappointment all gathered in his eyes for a moment. He pinched the stack of photos, and his whole hand involuntarily began to tremble.

Wen Qing just leaned there blankly, as if her whole person had been drained of her soul.

Yang Ruoying couldn't believe it in her eyes, but when she saw those photos from Wen Yichun's hands, her tears burst out of her eyes all of a sudden.

"Yiming, how can you do this? Qingqing is your wife! If you don't love her anymore, you can't do such a poisonous thing. Yang Ruoying's cry suddenly became louder.

He Yiming stood there, he stepped forward and snatched the photo from Yang Ruoying's hand, in the photo, he was sitting in the driver's seat, the light was a little dim, but the license plate of Mayba He appeared very clearly in the picture.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible...... It's a conspiracy! He turned to look at Wen Qing indignantly, with a look of complete disbelief written on his face.

How could he drive into Wen Qing?

At that moment, he kept searching for memories in his mind, but he really couldn't remember. For so many days, Wen Qing had a car accident but never sued him, and he thought she was just blaming him, but he didn't want her to come up with such a way.

"Wen Qing, this is how you want to divorce me?" He Yiming sneered, and his aggressive eyes looked at Wen Qing, clearly with hatred. He would never have thought that this woman would even come up with such a trick.

"You are not allowed to insult my sister." Wen Junyan smashed it with a fist, but at that moment, He Yiming grabbed Wen Junyan's arm and pushed him to the ground.

"Go out, you all, I have something to say to him." Wen Qing, who had been leaning there silently, opened her mouth at this time. Wen Junyan hadn't had time to get up from the ground, and he still had a fierce fist that didn't smash at He Yiming.

"Sister."

"Qingqing."

The worried voice spit out from the mouths of those who loved her the most, and Wen Qing still had that faint expression on her face.

"I'm fine, you all go out." She raised her eyes, giving people the same calm and breezy appearance as before. Even He Yiming felt that Wen Qing at this time was a bit fake.

The people in the house left, leaving only He Yiming and Wen Qing.

"Show me the pictures." Wen Qing said softly.

Originally, she was full of resistance in her heart, but at this time, she felt that no matter what, she had to face the facts calmly.

He Yiming threw the photo over with a hint of anger.

Wen Qing was not annoyed, several photos fell to the ground, she couldn't move, so she didn't pick them up. She looked at the few photos that had fallen on her hand.

That's right, it's his Maiba He.

It's just that at that moment, she didn't see clearly, and she still remembers, when she was confused, she called him.

Taking a deep breath, Wen Qing only felt uncomfortable pain in her chest, but she still suppressed it strongly.

"Have you forgotten all the events of that day?" She asked, her tone still light. It's just that his gaze didn't drift to He Yiming, as if he had turned into nothingness in front of her eyes.

"I didn't drive into you, and I couldn't have done such a dirty thing." He Yiming was full of words, he admitted that he had always been a little indifferent to Wen Qing, but indifference does not mean cold-blooded.

What's more, he never thought of divorcing her.

"Actually, I saw the car at the time, but I wasn't sure." Wen Qing still spoke in a light tone, he just rubbed the photo, and the hard facts were in front of him.