Jiang Tingzhou had told Xu Wan about what happened before.

He told Lingya the same thing again today. Just like before, he only used one or two sentences to summarize the most difficult month or so before talking about his car accident and amnesia.

“I only remembered everything in the last year. I can tell anyone that I’m back, but I don’t want to tell Wanwan. My original thought was that if I’m stuck in a wheelchair forever, then I won’t let her know that I’m still alive. She’s outstanding and should be with a better man who can protect her, not a useless person like me.” Jiang Tingzhou looked at Ling Ya and was silent for a moment. “I’m not telling you because I know very well about your relationship with Wanwan. If I told you, you would definitely tell her.”

"Jiang Tingzhou, you're really too muddle-headed! I thought you were mature before, but now it seems you're not only immature, but also incredibly stupid!" Ling Ya was so angry that her head ached. "A woman's pregnancy and childbirth is like walking through the gates of hell, and Wanwan has a rare blood type, yet you weren't by her side; a child is most difficult to raise before the age of three, and you can't leave them alone for even a second, yet you weren't in Beicheng; even if someone loves Wanwan very much, can a biological father and a stepfather be the same?"

"..."

Seeing that Jiang Tingzhou remained silent, Ling Ya became even angrier. "She did so much for you, and you knew it all along. Even after regaining your memories, you didn't come to see her right away. She was the one who recognized you first, didn't look down on you, and took the initiative to be with you. Based on this alone, you are not good enough for her!"

Jiang Tingzhou paused for a moment, "Wanwan, she..."

"Are you trying to ask if she told me everything?" Ling Ya guessed his question and laughed angrily. "Then I'll tell you, she didn't tell me anything. I came out on my own because I know him too well, and I know you too well."

On one side is the son she raised herself, and on the other side is her daughter-in-law whom she has known for several years.

Lingya understands both sides very well.

Jiang Tingzhou knew that nothing he said now would make a difference. "After I come back from the surgery, I will never leave her again. For the rest of my life, I will make it up to her."

Everything that has happened is already done.

All he can do is treat Xu Wan well in the future.

Lingya also knew that no matter how much she criticized, the facts were already as they were.

She then beckoned to her son, "Come here, let me take a good look at you."

She was angry both times she saw him and didn't say a single kind word.

Jiang Tingzhou moved the wheelchair over.

Lingya's eyes reddened again as she watched him move his wheelchair.

Jiang Tingzhou has been outstanding in every aspect since childhood, and is her pride.

The child, who had rarely been sick, is now paralyzed from the waist down and has to rely on a wheelchair to get around.

As Jiang Tingzhou moved the wheelchair closer, Ling Ya's hand was just on his leg.

The fabric of the pants was very thin. When she lowered her hands, she could feel the thin, bony legs, which seemed to be about to burst open.

She raised her hand, her fingers tracing the man's familiar yet unfamiliar face, and asked, "Why did you make the lineup?"

"It was mainly because I was injured, and the injury was very serious. I had no choice but to do it. At that time, some people were also looking for me. In order to protect myself, I chose to make adjustments during the repair process."

Jiang Tingzhou has always downplayed those years.

Actually, his relationship with Ying Gan wasn't always that strong.

Ying Gan only offered him some assistance within his capabilities; he wouldn't hire 24-hour bodyguards for him, much less prepare an armored car to protect his safety.

He changed his appearance primarily for self-preservation.

Lingya lowered her head and wiped away her tears, trying to sound relaxed as she joked, "You're not as handsome as you used to be."

Jiang Tingzhou forced a smile and said, "I think so too. Maybe I can see if I can get it fixed later."

"Alright, stop fussing." Ling Ya straightened her son's shirt, her expression finally turning serious. She asked, "Son, what happened back then? Who was the person who tried to harm you? Have you found them?"