"What a joke." Qiao Wanwan scoffed. "When did I provoke you? Weren't you the ones scrambling to get in my way? Since you need to be taught a lesson and are eager to be scolded by me, you can't blame me. I'll say it again, get out of my way."

Ruan Tang looked at Zhan Jingting with a wronged expression, "Brother Jingting..."

Hearing her soft, cloying voice, Qiao Wanwan felt nauseous and walked away, avoiding her.

Zhan Jingting hurriedly chased after her, "Wanwan, I know you're going to the hospital to see Wen Xue, I'll go with you."

"I have my own car, I don't need you to come with me." Qiao Wanwan got into her car and drove away.

Zhan Jingting followed closely behind.

As soon as she entered the ward, Wen Xue, who was lying on the hospital bed, glared angrily at Qiao Wanwan, "You dare to come here!"

"Why wouldn't I dare to come?" Qiao Wanwan stepped forward and grabbed her collar. "Tell me! Where is Eleven!"

"Wanwan, calm down." Wen Lijing, who was standing to the side, hurriedly said, "Wen Xue just woke up, and I haven't had a chance to ask her yet. Don't worry, I will definitely make her tell you."

"What's there to tell me!" Wen Xue gritted her teeth and said, "Qiao Wanwan, you've become addicted to acting after entering the entertainment industry, haven't you? You were the one who hired people to beat me up and take Eleven away, and now you have the nerve to ask me where Eleven is?"

"What did you say?" Qiao Wanwan frowned. "I had someone take Eleven away?"

"Still pretending! Don't you feel disgusted with yourself!" Wen Xue said angrily. "Qiao Wanwan, I raised Eleven. If it weren't for my upbringing, he would have died long ago. If it weren't for me, how could he be so smart and adorable! He is my son, he belongs to me!"