She didn't want to recall the past, she would be afraid, she no longer wanted to think about it.

Liu Guiping started his hospitalization life again. He was tortured by Gu Lan like a rag doll, but he was still thinking about the comfort of foot massage. He was really hopeless.

On the seventh night, Pan Jinxiu walked out of the room. Everyone was eating at the dining table. He walked towards the table very slowly, just to let everyone see him stand up.

He really caught everyone off guard, and everyone looked at him in shock.

The eldest daughter Pan Yue was the most excited: "Dad, Dad, you stood up!"

Liao Xueer was stunned in her seat. After being shocked, Xu Yang became panicked. Should he give up his seat?

"Xue'er!"

Seeing Liao Xueer standing there in a daze, Pan Jinxiu was very angry. He shouted and woke Liao Xueer up. She stood up and shed tears, then ran towards Pan Jinxiu: "Jinxiu!"

The scene of the two people falling in love appeared, bringing Liao Xueer back to the past. She loved Pan Jinxiu, and Xu Yang was just a scenery and a spice of boring life.

Liao Xueer hugged Pan Jinxiu, who remained motionless. He looked at Xu Yang with cold eyes and said, "You can get out now!"

Xu Yang's heart trembled and kept sinking. He sat in the chair and couldn't speak.

"Pan Yue, call your uncle's family over and tell them I want to kick the man who stole my wife out of here!"

"Okay, Dad."

Pan Yue ran out of the room, while the others stood there in a daze.

Xu Yang shook his head and tears fell. How did he become the one who stole someone else's wife?

That’s not what his wife said at the beginning, and that’s not what he said either. He said he couldn’t stand up anymore, so he handed the family over to himself.

He also said that Liao Xueer would be his, Xu Yang's, wife in the future, and now he says that he stole his wife.

"I, I didn't steal your wife." Xu Yang choked out.

"You don't have one? You're not even fully grown and you already know how to sleep with a woman. Can't you wait a few more days? Am I standing up now?"

Pan Jinxiu was very angry and a little incoherent, which was due to being suppressed for too long.

"I, I'm here to find a wife, I can't wait any longer."

At that time, he was seduced by Liao Xueer... and couldn't wait at all. It was Liao Xueer who seduced him.

"Xue'er, tell me, do you want him to get out?"

Liao Xueer's body was shaking a little. Although she described Xu Yang as a beautiful scenery, she was reluctant to let him go. However, she had to make a choice because she knew that the emperor was controlling her very strictly now.

If outsiders knew what Pan Jinxiu would say after she recovered, the government would also come to find her.

No one said anything when Pan Jinxiu was paralyzed, but once he recovered, he was not allowed to do so.

Thinking of this, she said with some pain: "He should go away!"

Xu Yang's heart broke into pieces. He shook his head, tears streaming down his face. "Xue'er..."

"Don't treat my wife like this. I've given her to you seven times, that's enough. Get out of here!"

Pan Jinxiu pointed at Xu Yang and shed tears. If he hadn't been paralyzed, how could he give up his beloved?

It was he who came up with the idea. His wife was reluctant at first, but later she thought it through.

"Okay, I'll go, but I want to take my son with me."

Xu Yang stood up, his body was shaking, his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand at all. He supported himself on the table with his hands to keep his balance.

"What do you mean 'your son'? He's my son! I may be paralyzed, but I'm not paralyzed in any way. Besides, what's Pan Yi's last name? His last name is Pan! He's my son!"

"W-what?"

Xu Yang looked at the two of them in disbelief.

Pan Jinxiu asked Liao Xueer to say, "Xueer, tell him, is Pan Yi my son?"

There was no way Liao Xueer would give her son to someone else. She emerged from Pan Jinxiu's arms, looked at Xu Yang and said resolutely, "Xiaoyi is Jinxiu and I's child!"

Xu Yang's heart was completely broken, as if pierced by thousands of arrows. He fell to the ground in pain. Wasn't Pan Yi really his son? Then what was the point of all his efforts?

My heart aches, it aches...