"Xia Jianguo, I'm telling you, you'd better pray that Mianmian is alright, or I'll send you and that bitch Han Xi to Hell together!" Mother Song Juan's voice drifted into Xia Mian's ears, surreal, like a dream from another world.
Was she still alive?
Xia Mian struggled to open her eyes, and what met her gaze was the white hospital ceiling.
Xia Mian turned her head slightly and saw the person she yearned for countless days and nights, "Mom..." Xia Mian spoke with a trembling voice.
Song Juan heard the noise, turned around in disbelief, and met Xia Mian's dark eyes. Unable to control her emotions any longer, Song Juan threw herself beside Xia Mian's bed, sobbing loudly, "Mianmian! You're awake, you're finally awake!"
Song Juan was too excited to speak coherently, crying uncontrollably. She had been married to Xia Jianguo for so many years, and Xia Mian was her only daughter. If something had happened to Xia Mian, she wouldn't want to live either!
Looking at Song Juan's caring face, Xia Mian's memories flooded back.
She was back, back in the year she turned eighteen, when her father had an affair, her mother was harmed, her father and his mistress abused her in every possible way, and eventually sold her to human organ traffickers, seized the Song Family's assets, and caused her tragic death.
"Mianmian is already awake, why are you still crying? It's bad luck!" Xia Jianguo stood behind Song Juan, face dark, tone impatient.
A money-losing thing, better off dead!
"Xia Jianguo, get out of here! I don't want to see you right now!" Song Juan was equally angry.
If it hadn't been for Xia Jianguo and Han Xi making out in public and being caught by them, and Han Xi pushing Mianmian maliciously, how would Mianmian have been hit by a car and lain unconscious for so long?
It was all because Xia Jianguo couldn't control his lower half that caused this disaster!
"You! Simply unreasonable!" Xia Jianguo's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot as he stormed out of the ward.
He had long been unwilling to stay there.
If not for the title of 'father,' he didn't even want to look at Xia Mian, a worthless girl! Who would treasure her, anyway?
As soon as he stepped out, a stylishly dressed, flamboyantly made-up woman clung to him, leaning bonelessly against Xia Jianguo, "Jianguo, is that girl alright?"
Seeing Han Xi, Xia Jianguo's face finally improved a bit, "She won't die!"
Han Xi breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."
When she pushed Xia Mian, Han Xi hadn't thought that much; she just wanted to shift Song Juan's attention by pushing Xia Mian after being grabbed and hit on the street by Song Juan.
But unfortunately, with that push, Xia Mian was hit by a car and directly sent to the emergency room.
If Xia Mian had died, she would have gone to jail!
Going to jail just for pushing that girl, what a grievance she'd have!
"Don't worry, even if she dies, I won't let anything happen to you." Xia Jianguo whispered into Han Xi's ear while hugging her, "Once I get hold of the Song Family's assets, I'll marry you."
Han Xi playfully poked Xia Jianguo's chest with her slender finger, chuckling coquettishly, "Jianguo, our affair has been found out by her. That tigress of a wife you have is not easy to deal with... I'm so scared..."
Xia Jianguo patted Han Xi's head, "Don't worry, I'll handle her." Until he secures the Song Family's assets, he needs to keep Song Juan under control.
Despite reaching middle age, Xia Jianguo maintained his personal image well, not suffering from hair loss or beer belly crises, but exuding a mature charm.
Han Xi and Xia Jianguo flirted and laughed, walking down the hospital corridor, oblivious to others.
At the corner of the corridor stood a man in a black suit, unsmiling, with a hint of peach blossom eyes. His gaze just glanced at Xia Jianguo and Han Xi. Lifting the cigarette at his fingertips, he exhaled a ring of smoke, carelessly saying, "What scum!"
The middle-aged man standing behind him awkwardly scratched his head, "Young master, we've already paid for the medical expenses; why are you still lingering here?"
Lu Zechuan's sharp black eyes slightly narrowed as he leaned leisurely against the wall, saying slowly, "Uncle Sun, we hit someone."
Implying they must see the person safe and sound before leaving.
Uncle Sun sighed, "I'll go buy some food and bring some back for the mother and daughter in the ward."
Lu Zechuan nodded.
At twenty years old, when Lu Zechuan was born, his family had a fortune-teller predict his life.
The first twenty years of his life would be smooth, wealthy beyond measure, but after twenty, he'd be plagued by bad luck, needing to accumulate good deeds to break it.
Lu Zechuan originally didn't believe in such words, yet today, just after his twentieth birthday, barely three hundred meters from the hotel, he hit someone with his car!
When he realized someone was flying towards him, he braked sharply. At such an impact level, it couldn't even kill a chicken!
However, the girl had been in a coma since being sent to the hospital!
Absolutely ridiculous to the point of absurdity!
Born into a prominent family, Lu Zechuan had a strong sense of right and wrong. After hitting someone, he didn't flee but instead immediately helped the family get the injured to the hospital and paid the medical bills.
Speaking of this, the girl he hit was indeed pitiful.
Witnessing her father cheating and being beaten by her mother on the street with her father's mistress must be a psychological shadow for life.
Lu Zechuan stubbed the cigarette in the trash bin, thought for a while, then walked towards the ward.
In the ward, Song Juan was feeding Xia Mian water. Xia Mian was half-sitting on the bed and had slowly come to terms with the fact she had been reborn.
"Mom." After deliberating for a while, Xia Mian finally spoke, "Divorce Xia Jianguo."
The word 'divorce' made Song Juan freeze momentarily, turning to look at Xia Mian incredulously, "Divorce?"
"Mom, a man who doesn't love you isn't worth crying over or fighting for, nor worth torturing yourself for." Xia Mian's face was calm, as if discussing someone else's family affair.
Having gone through life and death, Xia Mian saw through the hypocritical man that Xia Jianguo was. She would no longer, like in her previous life, seek any illusory fatherly love from Xia Jianguo.
If her mom didn't divorce Xia Jianguo, she'd still be doomed to die at his hands.
"A man who cheats does it once or countless times." Xia Mian's tone was uncannily calm, "Once unfaithful, always unused!"
Song Juan looked at Xia Mian in astonishment, finding it hard to believe these words were coming from her eighteen-year-old daughter!
"Mom, I almost died." Xia Mian raised her head, her dark eyes fixating on Song Juan, "All of it was Xia Jianguo's doing!"
The hatred in Xia Mian's eyes seemed to materialize, enough to make one's scalp tingle.
Song Juan was silent for a while, her face troubled, "But he's still your father."
"Mom, I don't want a father like this!" Xia Mian's eyes were filled with intense resentment as she resolutely declared, "In this family, it's either him or me!"