Chapter 213 Let's fight to the death!

"Is this a private hospital room?" Qiao Xing looked around carefully. Both the environment and the basic furnishings had a subtle sense of refinement.

Even the hospital bed where Xue Ling was lying was crystal clear, with not a single scratch of paint.

"Hmm...it's a private room." Joey rubbed her temples wearily and ended the conversation promptly. "I'll go take a nap on the sofa next door. Remember to wake me if Xue Ling wakes up."

Qiao Xing nodded: "Okay, you should go and rest."

Joey propped herself up on the bed, her steps unsteady from not sleeping or eating for so long.

Qiao Xing stared at her worriedly, only feeling relieved when she reached the sofa.

The Yang family.

Before Qin Ce arrived, Yang Han had already been scolded all night. At this moment, the two families were sitting in the living room.

Yang Han huddled in the corner like a quail, while Xiao Lin sat opposite her with her parents.

They tried to hide it, but the truth eventually came out and both sets of parents found out.

Xiao Lin's mother said, "In-laws, scolding Xiao Han won't help. This matter still needs to be resolved. Didn't you notify the Qin family? They haven't come yet. What kind of attitude is that?"

Yang Shou suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice, "It's not clear yet. Let's wait and see. They should come."

"What if they insist on making Xiaohan take responsibility after they arrive? Have you thought about how to respond?" Xiao Lin's mother looks somewhat like Xiao Lin, but perhaps because of her age, her eyes and brows are not as cold as Xiao Lin's, and she has a more gentle and kind aura.

However, the way he said it was anything but gentle.

Yang Shou remained silent. He didn't know either. If the other side insisted that Yang Han marry Xue Ling, he didn't actually feel that it was unacceptable.

After all, the Gu family on Joey's side has a much higher social status than the Xiao family.

However, if he were to express his opinion, things might not go smoothly with the Xiao family, and he wouldn't be able to save face either.

Yang Han said, "What responsibility? I don't even like that brat. Do you expect me to marry her?"

Yang Shou glared at her, "You don't like her, so why did you go and provoke her? Of all people to provoke, why did you have to go and provoke her? I think you're really tired of living. If your mother hadn't stopped you, I would have beaten you to death long ago!"

Yang Han immediately felt wronged, "When did I provoke her? She came to me of her own accord, how unfair is that!"

"You still dare to argue! If you hadn't confessed, would she have come to our house and committed suicide? You, you, you're thirty years old, and you're still so irresponsible. When you make a mistake, all you do is shirk responsibility. Is this how your father raised you?"

Yang Han opened his mouth, but he was speechless. He turned his head away angrily, "Fine, think what you want. Anyway, it's impossible for me to marry Xue Ling."

She's not that perverted to marry a girl a full twelve years younger than herself.

In his memory, Xue Ling had always looked like a seven or eight-year-old child, a tiny little kid, which he just couldn't accept.

"Do you think you still have a choice after things have come to this?"

Yang Han said, "I'm a person too, why don't I have a choice?"

"Back then..." Yang Han started to say, but then hesitated for some reason and swallowed the words back.

He was forced into marriage by his family. He and Xiao Lin had only met twice before they got to know each other: once when he was dragged to a blind date, and once on their wedding day.

The two went from strangers to the most familiar people. He had finally accepted this marriage, but now, because of Xue Ling's meddling, this marriage that they had arranged was about to fall apart.

Yang Han felt like a puppet being manipulated, with their strings in their hands, allowing them to make him go wherever they wanted.

They even went so far as to claim that everyone goes through this.

It's ironic to think about it.

Even the arrogant Qin Ce couldn't escape the fate of being forced into marriage. It's like opening a blind box; if you're lucky, you'll become the "everyone's way" in their eyes.

If you're unlucky, things can get really chaotic.

He refused to divorce not only because he couldn't bear to part with her, but also because of the resentment he felt and his desire to rebel against his manipulated fate.

Xiao Lin glanced at him a few more times when she heard what he didn't say. She knew what Yang Han wanted to say.

Just as Yang Shou was about to say something, the butler rushed in, "Master, Mr. Qin has arrived."

Yang Shou's eyes lit up, and he quickly stood up. "Hurry up and invite him in!"

He then glared at Yang Han, "What are you standing there for? Go out and greet them!"

Yang Han stood up from the sofa in frustration and strode outside. As soon as she stepped out the door, she saw Qin Ce just park his car not far away.

He ran quickly down the side path as if he had seen a savior.

"Old Qin, you've finally arrived! You have no idea I've been whipped non-stop for a whole day and night!"

Qin Ce slammed the car door shut, glanced at him, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Yang Han was a little angry and a little amused, but her laughter was tinged with self-deprecation: "What I think? Does what I think matter?"

Qin Ce stared at him for a few seconds, then asked, "So what do you think?"

Yang Han was stunned for a moment, then said irritably, "What else can I think! To be honest, I never even considered marrying Xue Ling, I don't like her, and I can't stand being dragged around like this."

“You know, I look at my dad like I look at a weather vane, no, like a dog that has never eaten meat, running towards the fattest meat over there.”

"Now we're just waiting for you to give him a way out. As long as you ask me to divorce my wife and marry your sister, he'll agree immediately, believe it or not?"

Qin Ce listened quietly to his indignant outburst and nodded: "I understand."

"You know? You know what? You're not really going to make me marry your sister, are you?"

Qin Ce ignored him and walked straight toward the villa gate.

Yang Han followed behind him anxiously, secretly thinking that if he really made him marry Xue Ling, he would go and complain to Qiao Xing.

Let's fight him to the death!

As soon as Qin Ce entered, Yang Shou greeted him with a smile and extended his hand.

“Nephew, I’m so glad you’ve finally arrived. I’ve heard that you and Xiaohan are close, but I haven’t had a chance to meet you. I never expected to meet you in this way. I’m truly ashamed.”

Qin Ce extended his hand and shook hands with him briefly. "Actually, I should have paid a visit earlier, but I just haven't had the time."

"You can come anytime you want, there's plenty of time. Please have a seat."

The room was full; including Jiang Wang, who was watching the melons over there, there were probably seven or eight people.

However, one position has always been empty, which shows that it was prepared by Qin Ce.

Qin Ce sat down in the empty seat without any hesitation.

Yang Shou got straight to the point: "I apologize for inviting you here, my nephew, mainly to talk about Xiaohan and your sister. Is that girl alright now?"

"Yes, they're out of danger."

"That's good. Because of this, so many of us didn't sleep all night. We wanted to go and see her, but we were afraid of disturbing her rest. Once she's better, we'll definitely go to her home in person to apologize."

Qin Ce said, "Uncle, let's put the visit aside for now. I want to know your attitude."