"Who spread it?"

“I found out that there was a post on the campus website that broke the news, and it also posted photos of you and Lin Mo together before, probably at the hospital, anyway, not recently, so the news of you two being together spread.”

Qiao Wanwan frowned. "Who posted that message?"

"The post has been deleted, and we can't find out who posted it."

"If we can't find it, so be it, it doesn't matter."

"Ugh! I knew you'd make me do these trivial things!"

Qiao Wanwan smiled. "Not entirely, this matter is also very important."

"I don't believe it!"

Believe it or not, it's up to you.

"Qiao Wanwan, I've helped you out, aren't you going to treat me to a meal?"

Qiao Wanwan raised an eyebrow. "Sure, come to Wutong Bay, I'll treat you to dinner."

"Oh, you really moved back? Did you and my uncle do 'that' last night?"

"Mind your own business with fairies, I'm hanging up."

The taxi stopped at the entrance of Wutong Bay. Qiao Wanwan paid the fare and got out of the car. The bodyguard came up to her, "Madam, why did you come back by yourself? Didn't you have a driver pick you up?"

"It's too ostentatious; taking a taxi would be the same."

"Yes, madam."

When Qiao Wanwan entered the room, she immediately saw the man sitting in a wheelchair with an exceptionally gloomy expression.

"What happened? Did someone dig up your ancestral grave?" Qiao Wanwan asked curiously.

Zhan Jingting turned to look at her, his eyes calm, as if he were suppressing some emotion.

Qiao Wanwan ignored him, went upstairs to change into comfortable home clothes, and then went to the kitchen to find something to eat.

Dinner wasn't ready yet, so Zheng's mother prepared fruit for her before the meal.

Qiao Wanwan nestled on the sofa eating fruit. She could feel Zhan Jingting staring at her, but she simply ignored him.

The two remained silent throughout, even at the dinner table, with zero communication.

After finishing her meal, Qiao Wanwan put down her chopsticks and went for a walk.

Zheng Ma hurriedly chased after her, "Madam, what happened to you and the young master?"

"Nothing's wrong, isn't this just our normal way of getting along?"

Zheng's mother: "......"

"No, that's not true. You and the young master used to be so loving. I'm actually a little panicked that things have suddenly turned out like this."

"Just focus on your own things and don't let our issues affect your mood," Qiao Wanwan said with a smile. "Go eat, I want to be alone for a while."

"yes."

Qiao Wanwan took a deep breath, and the fragrance of the flowers in the garden gradually relaxed her.

She took a walk in the garden for more than an hour before going back. As she passed the door of the study, she suddenly heard someone calling her name from inside.

Qiao Wanwan subconsciously stopped in her tracks.

"Jingting, did you hear what your mother said?" Ruan Wanyi said earnestly, "Things have come to this point, and nothing can be changed. Now that you have married Qiao Wanwan, you cannot easily get a divorce."

“She had a child with another man, and it’s a thorn in my side, but there’s nothing I can do about it. What I mean is, even if you want to divorce her, you have to have a child with her first.”

Qiao Wanwan's fingertips unconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes!

"Aren't you too free?" Zhan Jingting's deep, aloof voice rang out. "If you're too free, I'll send you on vacation."

"I'm not going anywhere, I'll just stay here and watch over you!" Ruan Wanyi said stubbornly. "Good son, have some compassion for your mother. Now that you're married, please give your mother an heir. Your mother is truly scared..."

"I won't die," Zhan Jingting interrupted her. "I won't let myself die, so don't worry, I'll take care of you in your old age and see you off when you die."

Ruan Wanyi ultimately said nothing more, but soon her sobbing could be heard from the study.

Qiao Wanwan didn't listen any further. She returned to the master bedroom and sat on the sofa, lost in thought.

Not long after, the door was suddenly opened, and Zhan Jingting entered in his wheelchair.

Qiao Wanwan subconsciously looked up and saw his preoccupied face, and her heart was still slightly stung.

She quickly looked away and continued playing with her phone.

Zhan Jingting didn't say anything. There was no need to hide anything in front of her. He got up, went to the dressing room to get a change of clothes, and went into the bathroom.

Qiao Wanwan let out a breath and absentmindedly played with her phone.

She stood up and made room for the sofa only after the sound of running water in the bathroom stopped.

Zhan Jingting had just come out of the bathroom when she went in to take a shower with her clothes in her arms.

A moment later, her scream echoed from the bathroom, "Ah!"

Zhan Jingting was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned around and rushed into the bathroom, where he saw Qiao Wanwan fall to the ground!

"Wanwan!" The man exclaimed in surprise, rushing forward to help her up. "Are you alright? Did you hurt yourself anywhere?"

"Zhan Jingting, are you crazy?!" Qiao Wanwan's pent-up grievances erupted like a volcano, and she couldn't control herself, bursting into tears. "If you want to kill me, you don't need to go through all this trouble, do you? The ground is all wet, can't you even clean it up?"

“I did not do these things.”

Qiao Wanwan: "......"

"So you're blaming me?" She laughed in anger. "Blame me for marrying you, right? Blame me for hanging around here, right? Zhan Jingting, don't forget you were the one who provoked me first!"

Zhan Jingting said helplessly, "Don't be angry yet. First, check where you fell. Should we call a doctor to check you?"

"No need!" Qiao Wanwan glared at him angrily. "Even if I fall and die here today, it's my fate, and you don't need to bear the consequences!"

Zhan Jingting frowned. "Don't be stubborn. If you really fall and get injured, the consequences could be unimaginable."

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