"Alright!"
Song Jia agreed dejectedly, "Husband, I'll go right now. But, I can't guarantee Jian Xi will agree to back down."
Qiao Yonghui picked up the water cup from the small table and hurled it at Song Jia: "Then why don't you plead with her more?"
Song Jia dodged in haste.
Bang!
The water cup smashed against the wall, shattering to pieces. She patted her chest, still in shock, and hurried away.
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In the hospital room, Jian Wan lay with her eyes open, staring at the ceiling.
She was becoming more spirited by the day, and her eyes clearer with each passing day.
Aunt Yang was overjoyed. As she massaged Jian Wan, she spoke to her: "Madam, how are you feeling now? Miss will be here soon, you should talk to her! She's been longing every day for you to wake up...."
Jian Wan just lay there with her eyes open, not speaking. Her calm gaze, devoid of any emotional fluctuations, left everyone uncertain whether she was truly awake or not.
