She needs to rest to recover.

The mother and son hadn't spent time together in a long time, so Qiao Wanyue made an excuse to go out so that the mother and son could have some quality time together.

After leaving the ward, she sat in the hospital garden for a while. There weren't many people in the garden in the morning; it was already late autumn. She sat on a bench, closed her eyes, and then lay back on the seat. The morning sun shone on her face, warm but not scorching.

"Qiao Wanyue".

Qiao Wanyue was sitting there dozing off when she was woken up by a familiar voice.

She straightened up and rubbed her temples.

I opened my eyes, and a face I absolutely loathed came into view.

She instinctively stretched out her foot, and Yang Huaiyuan was kicked in the groin, the pain so intense that he couldn't straighten his back.

"You poisonous woman!" Yang Huaiyuan cursed.

Qiao Wanyue crossed her legs and swung them, "You married man, why aren't you spending time with my dear sister? What are you doing at the hospital?"

It's obvious who he's visiting.

"Wanyue, we were once engaged, do you have to be so cruel? I know you hate Shanshan, but she is still your sister. You can't treat your sister so cruelly just because you love me."

Qiao Wanyue laughed in exasperation.

Love him?

How did he figure that out?

Yang Huaiyuan felt numb from Qiao Wanyue's laughter.

"What are you laughing at?" Yang Huaiyuan said fiercely.

Qiao Wanyue: "How long has it been since you washed your face? Your skin is so thick."

"Love you? Yang Huaiyuan, you should get your head checked. Only Qiao Shanshan would be interested in trash like you. You're a piece of trash who can't even get a proper job. What do you have that I like about you?"

Yang Huaiyuan's expression changed.

"I just didn't take the exam. Who says I can't pass?"

Qiao Wanyue sneered, "You're just afraid of being laughed at if you fail the exam. You don't dare to admit your failure. Even if you pass the exam, you can't carry anything, and you can't even pass a job exam. Why would I want to be interested in a piece of trash like you?"

"Even if your wife dies, I wouldn't want to marry you again." Qiao Wanyue laughed.

Yang Huaiyuan was so embarrassed by the insults that his face turned red.

He was always pampered at home. These days, Qiao Shanshan kept nagging him that the college entrance examination would definitely be restarted, and that he would definitely get into university and eventually become a nationally renowned professor.

The whole family believed Qiao Shanshan's words and also believed that he would have a smooth life in the future.

That blind woman, Qiao Wanyue, actually looks down on him.

He originally intended to consider their past friendship, and if she said a few kind words, he would take better care of her if he became successful in the future.

But this scoundrel is completely unyielding.

Qiao Wanyue didn't miss Yang Huaiyuan's vicious gaze, as if he were looking at an enemy.

She raised an eyebrow, a murderous glint flashing in her eyes.

Yang Huaiyuan shuddered.

I was startled by her sudden murderous intent.

"Yang Huaiyuan, get lost."

Before she has fully developed her power, she will not take the initiative to kill someone, but if Yang Huaiyuan is courting death, she does not mind killing him and throwing him into her space, which only she can enter.

She and Yang Huaiyuan were destined to be enemies to the death.

A sense of surprise flashed through Yang Huaiyuan's mind.

Does Qiao Wanyue hate him that much?

Love can breed hate; did she truly love herself to the core?

Yang Huaiyuan couldn't help but scrutinize Qiao Wanyue. He wondered if she had been eating well these past few days, as her face had become fuller, her chest was heaving more, and her face was much fairer. Fair skin hides many flaws, revealing her originally stunning features.

Qiao Shanshan was originally quite good-looking, but compared to Qiao Wanyue now, she was definitely much less attractive.

Even Zhou Wenwen, who was pregnant, couldn't compare to Qiao Wanyue at this moment.

Yang Huaiyuan was momentarily distracted and wished he could execute the man on the spot.

Having been married for over a decade, Qiao Wanyue could tell what he was thinking with just a glance.

Is it pretty?

Yang Huaiyuan, as if possessed, said, "It looks good."

The next second, she stretched out two fists and aimed them at his eyes.

One eye with a rim.

Yang Huaiyuan immediately got two black eyes.