"This is outrageous!"

"How did I raise such a thing as you!"

Fortunately, he was wearing a lot of winter clothes, so the fruit knife didn't pierce his father's shoulder, but the chill he felt from that moment of impact was unprecedented.

It's one thing for her to beat and scold others at will.

She actually dared to turn the knife on her parents, who always gave in to her every whim!

Having his dignity and authority challenged, the father, already furious, lost his temper and composure, much like his spoiled and arrogant daughter. After the fruit knife fell to the ground, he strode forward and slapped his daughter across the right cheek.

Snap!

A loud bang.

With a sudden burning and stinging sensation in his palm, the father snapped back to his senses and stared in disbelief at his daughter, whom he had slapped onto the hospital bed.

The ward was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

In just a few seconds, a sharp, piercing scream pierced through the doors and windows of the ward and echoed throughout the entire corridor.

Leng Shan has gone mad.

She was stunned for a few seconds after being hit. When she realized what had happened and who had slapped her, she was overwhelmed by immense shame and grievance, which caused her to erupt in a more intense and sharper resistance than ever before.

She glanced at her bewildered and helpless father with resentment.

What right did he have to hit her?

Yan Can was wronged, and the Yan couple were determined to avenge their daughter, even if it meant breaking their contract.

She was wronged, but she was beaten.

Leng Shan couldn't accept this huge difference.

Since she's having a hard time, she'll make everyone else suffer!

So she grabbed whatever she could and smashed it.

Biting, tearing.

They will stop at nothing.

Whether it's CEO Leng, Young Master Ling, or some damn medical device, smash everything that can be smashed, and for the things that can't be smashed, find a way to turn them into a pile of scrap metal, or at least stop them from working.

By the time the doctors and nurses arrived, the ward had become a complete mess.

The number of patients who needed their treatment has mysteriously expanded from "one" to "four".

but.

Who the hell wants to treat a patient like that?

...

Good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels fast.

Within a day, news of what happened at the hospital reached Yan Can's ears.

In response, Xu Wei, a shrewd intelligence expert, offered a very straightforward assessment: "A home for the brain-dead."

Xu Wei said, "Both parents are mentally unstable, so it's no wonder they raised a daughter like Leng Shan who has a mental illness."

She then changed the subject with some concern, saying, "Given their family's mental state, could they be hiding a whole cabinet of mental disability certificates that grant immunity from punishment? I'm really afraid that she might pull out a get-out-of-jail-free card when she goes crazy in the future."

This joke is lame.

But Xu Wei's worries were not unfounded.

In a time when mental illness enjoys increasing moral and legal immunity, this is undoubtedly a horror story.

Yan Can comforted her, "It's okay, you won't see her when school starts after the New Year."

Leng Shan cares so much about her image that she probably won't appear in front of her classmates until the injury on her face heals.

Xu Wei nodded, but still sighed deeply.

As expected of Leng Shan.

He went mad without warning.

Yan Can hung up the phone, replied to two messages from her classmates, and when she put down her phone, she noticed that Yan Conghe was staring at her.

"What's wrong, Brother Yan?"

She raised her hand and rubbed her cheek, thinking she had gotten cream on her face from eating cake.

Yan Conghe said, "I didn't get any," and then asked Yan Can, "This female classmate likes you a lot, doesn't she?"

Before Yan Can could nod, he asked in a strange tone, "Among your classmates, there isn't anyone who dislikes you, right?"

He had seen Yan Can's graduation photos from several stages. Whether it was the final group photo or a group photo of a few people, there was always a boy looking at her with eyes that were full of fervent tenderness, overflowing with all the emotions of liking and impulsiveness.

That was a very touching emotion.

Make him envious.

It also made him jealous.

His parents bear full responsibility for the fact that he is older than Yan Can.

Yan Can was amused by his tone.

She chuckled softly, then stopped laughing and said, "Yes, Leng Shan doesn't like me."

Yan Conghe immediately said, "Mental patients are not included in the discussion."

Of course, it needs to be clarified that he does not discriminate against people with mental illness; he is simply discussing the two families with the surnames Ling and Leng.

Less than a second later, Yan Conghe asked another very tricky question.

He said, "Are you going to sue them?"

Yan Can: "Hmm?"

Yan Conghe said, "Those two people, over the years, have caused you considerable mental distress, haven't they? You can sue them and make them compensate you for your mental distress."

Yan Can: "..."

She suppressed a laugh. "You can do that?"

Yan Conghe: "Of course."

He looked serious, clearly believing that the mental anguish Yan Can had suffered over the years was no less than the damage caused by that accident.

Yan Can could only say seriously, "I'll think about it."

With half of his suggestions adopted, Yan Conghe was overjoyed and began promoting his friend to Yan Can—a sharp-tongued lawyer who was very skilled at handling these kinds of cases—guaranteeing that Yan Can would receive a substantial sum of money for emotional distress after the case was concluded.

Yan Can really wanted to say "thank you," but Yan Conghe wouldn't let her.

He said, "These are all minor matters."

He said, "If you want, we can sue them into bankruptcy before the new year."

Yan Can: "..."

Seeing Yan Can's strange expression, Yan Conghe asked her what was wrong.

Meeting his firm and encouraging gaze, Yan Can could only offer an explanation, "If they die too quickly, they won't feel the pain. Let them finish the New Year."

Yan Conghe smiled and said, "That's fine. After all, it's the New Year."

He then praised Yan Can, saying, "Can Can is not only kind, but also so considerate and understanding. It's a pity they don't understand." This is their greatest tragedy.

Yan Can: "..."

She truly deserves this praise.

I still deserve it!

What are you saying?

Yan Yu suddenly appeared and looked warily at Yan Conghe, whose gentle eyes and brows resembled those of an old fox.

Yan Conghe: "I'm praising Cancan."

Yan Yu: "Oh, should I say thank you?"

Yan Conghe said seriously, "No need," adding, "I was praising Cancan, not you."

Yan Yu: "..."

Damn it!

He's been incredibly busy these past few days, managing the company, handling the driver's case, and coordinating matters between the Ling and Leng families with his parents, but he's enjoying it all.

What happened at the hospital, in particular, made him happy all day.

The funniest thing is that after the farce, Leng Shan wanted to transfer to another hospital, but little did she know that her glorious deeds had already spread to major hospitals. Even though the Leng family was rich, no hospital was willing to accept a patient like her.

The transfer to another hospital has become another big joke.

Yan Conghe laughed out loud without trying to hide it, but Yan Yu's words made him laugh again.

"The New Year is approaching, when does Young Master Yan plan to return to the capital?"