Wen Wanjun called out helplessly, "Mom."

Old Ancestor Xie patted Wen Wanjun's hand and taught her, "Don't call me mother. I'm not your biological mother. Wanjun, you and Xie Qian are divorced. You are not the daughter-in-law of the Xie family. You have no obligation to come to the hospital to take care of me..."

Wen Wanjun glanced at Ye Linlang and said embarrassedly, "Linlang is still here."

"Linlang is not an outsider. You heard me give Xie Xuning to her."

The Xie family's ancestor looked deeply at Wen Wanjun and said, "Wanjun, you are Wen Wanjun first, and then your wife, mother, and daughter. You have to learn to love yourself more. Do you understand what I mean?"

Wen Wanjun looked hesitant.

The ancestor of the Xie family waved his hand helplessly.

"It's your life, you decide for yourself."

There was a trace of shyness and uneasiness on Wen Wanjun's soft and gentle face.

Ye Linlang understood that the original intention of the Xie family's ancestor was for Wen Wanjun's own good.

Ye Linlang doesn’t think that Wen Wanjun is very happy in her marriage with Xie Qian.

If she was really happy, she would not have committed suicide in her previous life.

“Dongdongdong——”

Xie Qian stood outside the ward and knocked on the door gently.

When the ancestor of the Xie family saw Xie Qian, the unfilial son, he was so angry that he smashed the cup in his hand on Xie Qian's head.

Xie Qian tilted his head and the cup hit the wall.

The enamel water cup fell to the ground with a bang, rolled around on the ground, and finally stopped at Xie Qian's feet.

Xie Qian bent down to pick up the water cup on the ground and handed it to Wen Wanjun naturally.

"Mom, you're old, don't be so arrogant." Xie Qian sat down next to the Xie family's ancestor and said softly, "I'm divorced from Wanjun now, so there's no moral or legal problem with marrying that little girl Li Zhiwei. Besides, that little girl is knowledgeable and interesting. Being with her makes me feel more than ten years younger."

When the old ancestor of the Xie family heard Xie Qian's shameless words, he almost felt sick and wanted to vomit.

"You are a single, divorced man, you can marry whoever you want!"

Xie Qian didn't expect that his own mother would stay in the hospital for a night, so he figured it out.

"Mom, have you figured it out?"

The Xie family's ancestor glared at Xie Qian. "You're after Li Zhiwei's youth and beauty, and you must be absolutely sure that she'll take care of you when you're old. Later I thought, this is a good idea. You can just pick one person to cause trouble, and save your three sons from being ruined by your bullying."

When Ye Linlang heard the antagonistic words of the Xie family's ancestor, she couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips slightly.

The ancestor of the Xie family, who was sharp-tongued towards his own son, was very gentle and kind to Wen Wanjun.

"Wanjun, please see Linlang off for me."

Ye Linlang readily said, "Then grandma, I'll be leaving first."

Ye Linlang and Wen Wanjun left the ward together, and they immediately saw Li Zhiwei standing in the corridor wearing a dress and with her hair loose.

Li Zhiwei smiled faintly and walked up to Ye Linlang, "Ye Linlang, long time no see."

"Since you can't marry Xie Xuning, you're going to be her stepmother? Li Zhiwei, your dedication to love really touches me."

In Ye Linlang's heart, Xie Qian and Li Zhiwei are not good people. In this case, she can only sincerely wish them a happy marriage and a son soon.

"I wish you two a happy wedding in advance, and a long and loving life."