Chapter 195 Another one injured

Jiang Zhizhi and Zhou Xiye returned home, still feeling regretful that they had almost missed each other.

Zhou Xiye took off his coat and turned around to help Jiang Zhizhi take off her scarf: "Don't be disappointed. Sometimes an accident can be a good thing."

Jiang Zhizhi stretched out her arms, letting Zhou Xiye help her take off her cotton-padded coat, and muttered regretfully, "I'm still afraid that Bian Yucheng will retaliate against Sister Qinghua."

Zhou Xiye hung up the clothes, smiled and patted her hair: "No, they're too busy to deal with their own problems right now, they don't dare to or have the time to take revenge on anyone."

Feeling down, Jiang Zhizhi couldn't concentrate on reading. After taking a shower and lying down, she was still thinking about Ge Qinghua.

After Zhou Xiye lay down, he reached out and pulled the person into his arms, saying, "Have you ever thought that it might not be a good thing for Bian Yucheng to take the things back?"

Jiang Zhizhi looked up, somewhat puzzled: "Why? If he just destroys it, there won't be any evidence left?"

Zhou Xiye shook his head: "That's not how it works. When he hired people to rob him, were those people really that loyal? After seeing the photos, were they sure they would keep quiet? How could the Bian family make such a serious mistake at that time?"

"This is not a good thing."

Jiang Zhizhi suddenly realized: "That's right, the more chaotic they become, the more likely they are to make mistakes. They didn't have any leverage at first, but I'm afraid they'll make more and more mistakes later."

Zhou Xiye chuckled: "Yes, so all bad things happening aren't necessarily bad things; they could also be a good opportunity for change."

Jiang Zhizhi rolled over and lay on his chest, smiling as she leaned in and kissed Zhou Xiye's lips: "Now that you mention it, I think it makes a lot of sense."

After saying that, he pecked at me a few more times: "I suspect you must have been practicing Zen; your words are very philosophical."

Zhou Xiye smiled and pressed the back of her head, capturing her lips and deepening the kiss.

Jiang Zhizhi enjoys being close to him; it makes her feel sweet inside.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and let him do whatever he wanted to her.

At the crucial moment, Jiang Zhizhi suddenly remembered something and quickly pushed Zhou Xiye's shoulder: "No, no, there are no small balloons at home."

Zhou Xiye smiled and kissed the tip of her nose: "I went to pick it up at noon."

Jiang Zhizhi was shocked. He only rested for a short while at noon, yet he still managed to find time to go to the neighborhood office.

"You... Zhou Xiye, you weren't like this before. You used to refuse food even when it was offered to you."

Zhou Xiye smiled, affectionately pressing his cheek against hers, his voice hoarse with emotion as he spoke: "This is probably what it means to be addicted to something new after you've tasted its sweetness."

Just as they were getting to the point, Fang Hua suddenly knocked on the door: "Xi Ye, Zhi Zhi, are you asleep? Bian Haimin is in trouble."

Jiang Zhizhi paused for a moment, then nudged Zhou Xiye's shoulder and looked up at the door, calling out, "Mom, we're not asleep yet, wait a minute."

She then urged Zhou Xiye in a low voice, "Hurry, hurry, go and find out what happened to Bian Xiaoxiao's father."

Helpless, Zhou Xiye let go of Jiang Zhizhi and waited a while before starting to get dressed. Jiang Zhizhi had already hastily put on her pajamas, ruffled her hair, and ran out to listen to the commotion.

Seeing that Jiang Zhizhi's face was flushed, her eyes were still watery and bright, and her little mouth was slightly swollen, Fang Hua knew that she had just ruined her son's good time, but she was too excited to wait until tomorrow to share it with someone.

He took a sip of tea, pursed his lips, and tried to hide his embarrassment: "Please sit down."

As soon as Jiang Zhizhi sat down, she asked impatiently, "What happened?"

Fang Hua immediately became interested: "Your uncle just called and said that Bian Haimin is in a mental hospital. He was stabbed by Wang Qinglan and has become a eunuch."

Jiang Zhizhi exclaimed, "Is it that exciting?"

"Is Wang Qinglan really that crazy?"

Fang Hua was also curious. If it weren't so late, she would have gone out to find out what had happened.

Zhou Xiye came out after getting dressed and overheard the conversation. He was also puzzled: "Wang Qinglan was sent directly to a mental hospital? How could she have a knife? Bian Haimin wouldn't have brought a knife when he went to see her."

There wouldn't even be a fruit knife in the ward, since everyone there is mentally unstable and any dangerous tools would be out of the question.

Fang Hua immediately realized: "Oh right, where did Wang Qinglan get the knife?"

Jiang Zhizhi was also curious, and she and Fang Hua analyzed it for a long time, but they still couldn't figure it out.

Fang Hua checked the time: "You guys go and rest first. I'll ask around tomorrow and find out."

Zhou Xiye looked helplessly at the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who were still not satisfied, and put his hand on Jiang Zhizhi's shoulder: "It's getting late, go to sleep first, you'll naturally understand tomorrow."

Jiang Zhizhi sighed, wishing she could install a bugging device at the Bian family's house so she could hear everything.

...

In the hospital, Bian Haishan's face was beyond ugly; it was as black as the bottom of a pot as he stared at Bian Haimin lying on the hospital bed.

Finally, gritting his teeth, he spat out two words: "Idiot!"

Bian Haimin was in pain and felt humiliated: "Brother, what's wrong with Wang Qinglan? When I left at noon, I felt that she was showing signs of improvement, but when I went to deliver her dinner in the evening, she went crazy and kept calling out Bian Suxi's name."

"Tell Bian Suxi not to look for her, that she didn't kill her. Then, out of nowhere, she pulled out a dagger and lunged at me like a madwoman."

The狰狞 ​​expression on Wang Qinglan's face still terrified him when he thought about it: "Brother, do you think Wang Qinglan really encountered a ghost?"

Bian Haishan was furious: "Where did this ghost come from? You're scaring yourself all day long. I've already sent people to check if anyone went to the mental hospital this afternoon. And what about the person you sent there? Why are you just leaving it at that?"

Bian Haimin stammered, unable to speak. He disliked Wang Qinglan's erratic behavior and therefore did not want to go.

Bian Haishan was at a loss: "You should rest and recover first, and I'll try to find out what's going on."

I was so angry when I got home that I couldn't sleep. Even Bian Haimin got into trouble, who will be next?

As a result, Bian Yucheng rushed over in the middle of the night, panicking and saying that the photos were lost.

Bian Haishan could no longer hold back and slapped Bian Yucheng hard across the face: "You were too clever for your own good back then, leaving behind this evidence. You wanted to kill the entire Bian family."

Ignoring the pain all over his face, Bian Yucheng asked, "Dad, what should we do? Should we kill Old Man Ge's daughter too?"

Bian Haishan kicked Bian Yucheng in the knee: "Are you a pig brain? What's the use of killing her now? The photos have already been stolen."

His mind raced: "We need to resolve this before the photos get out."

After speaking, he stared into Bian Yucheng's eyes.

Bian Yucheng felt a little panicked, took a few steps back, and stood against the wall: "Dad, if something happens to me, the Bian family will be finished too."

Bian Haishan shook his head: "No, at least your brother can be protected. He can change his identity and still rise to a higher position."

Bian Yucheng was unwilling: "So, you want me to confess voluntarily? To take the blame for everything?"

He knew in his heart that only in this way could he give the Bian family a chance to breathe.

But he was unwilling to accept it; why should he be the one to sacrifice?