"Get away." Li Nian frowned, shaking off her hand, as if looking at her would offend his eyes.

Li Jiaoyan was stung by his disgusted gaze, and felt even more panicked.

What does Li Nian mean? Is he changing his mind and no longer wanting to give her a formal status?

No way! Li Jiaoyan gritted her teeth. She had worked so hard to get this marriage, and she was willing to give up all the wealth and status she had gained, unless she died.

"Miss Li, shall we go back now?" The driver swallowed hard, looking at her resentful expression, and carefully bent down slightly.

"Where I go is none of your business to tell me what to do?" Li Jiaoyan couldn't stand being called Miss Li.

Because she was pregnant out of wedlock and was afraid that people would look down on her, when she first moved into Li Nian's villa, she took it upon herself to have the nannies and drivers call her Mrs. Li.

Those who looked down on the weak and flattered the strong all treated her with utmost respect, not daring to utter a single word.

Unexpectedly, when Li Nian returned and heard this, he flew into a rage, beating the nanny for being impolite and mocking her for coming from nowhere.

This left Li Jiaoyan utterly humiliated, her face turning pale and then red.

The nanny had her wages docked because of this incident, and from then on, she became even more sarcastic and mean to her. She would put on an act in front of Li Nian, but when Li Nian wasn't around, she would treat her like she was invisible. Whenever Li Nian needed her help, she would throw things around and cause trouble.

A servant, having benefited somewhat from the Li family's influence, actually thought he was someone of high status.

Li Jiaoyan gave the driver a cold look, arrogantly raised her chin, pushed him aside and strode towards the hospital exit, but Li Nian was nowhere to be seen, and she didn't know where he had gone.

The driver's fists clenched at his sides, a fleeting look of humiliation crossing his lowered face.

Meanwhile, Li Nian followed the direction Yang Qingheng and Song Hengjue had come from and turned into a ward, grabbing a nurse: "Sister, I want to ask you something."

The young nurse hurried along, turning back impatiently, only to meet a pair of flirtatious, smiling eyes. Her gaze faltered slightly, and her cheeks flushed: "What is it?"

"What illness did that couple who just came out of your clinic come for?" Li Nian casually moved closer, his handsome face coming straight into her line of sight.

I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional.

The nurse was indeed flustered by his actions. Her mind went blank for a moment, and she almost blurted out something, but she gritted her teeth and swallowed it back at the critical moment, saying seriously, "I'm sorry, this is the patient's privacy, and I have no right to tell you."

“I didn’t expect my sister to be so beautiful and career-minded. Since that’s the case, I’ll just be frank,” Li Nian coughed lightly with his fist to his lips, his smile laced with seduction. “That was my friend. I… I saw you working so hard and thought you were cute, so I wanted to get your contact information. He encouraged me to find an excuse to ask you for your contact information, but I didn’t expect it to backfire.”

"This...like this." The nurse's face was flushed, her voice was dry, and her heart was pounding.

Li Nian bowed slightly and politely asked, "May I ask how I should address you, Miss? May I invite you to a meal?"

"I...I'll think about it." The nurse stammered, not daring to look up at him, but finally nodded.

Li Nian succeeded, and his attitude towards her improved even more.

Yang Qingheng was completely unaware of what was happening in the hospital. When they arrived at the courtyard, Song Hengjue was still asleep. Thinking that he usually couldn't sleep at night and it was rare for him to sleep so soundly, she couldn't bear to wake him. She told the driver to go back first and sat quietly by his side, waiting for him to wake up.