Meng Zihan's voice was not loud and lacked strength, but it was clear and sharp, carrying a chill.
Her face was also stern, a stark contrast to her usual gentle, tender, and pitiful demeanor.
It has a kind of domineering and condescending air about it.
This version of Meng Zihan feels unfamiliar.
Meng Xueyun looked at the hospital bed in surprise, as if she were seeing her niece for the first time.
Liu Mingxuan was so startled by the sudden rebuke that he opened his mouth wide and stared at her blankly for several seconds.
He blinked hard, finally realizing what was happening.
That damned woman, how dare she humiliate me in public!
His face first flushed red, then turned ashen. He pointed a finger at Meng Zihan and retorted in a shrill voice.
What am I?
"I'm your man!"
"You're the man you'd die for, the man you'd risk everything to marry! Have you forgotten how you used to pester me?"
He took a step closer, his eyes fierce.
"Meng Zihan, you made me lose face and almost cost me my job. Now that you're all safe, you want to get rid of me?"
He declared through gritted teeth, "I'm telling you, no way!"
"Even if you die, you'll still be a member of the Liu family!"
Before he finished speaking, he lunged forward, his hands reaching straight for Meng Zihan's collar, yelling, "Even if you die, you'll die in my house! Get back here!"
Before his fingers could even touch Meng Zihan, Meng Zihan made a move first.
She reached for the bedside table, picked up the enamel mug, and with a flick of her wrist, splashed the steaming hot water in a precise arc.
Most of the glass of water was poured solidly onto Liu Mingxuan's face.
Although it wasn't boiling water, it was enough to scald him so much that he cried out and staggered back several steps.
A layer of white mist instantly covered the lenses of my glasses, making the world in front of me blurry.
Liu Mingxuan subconsciously raised his hand to wipe his glasses.
Looking at his disheveled and ridiculous appearance, Meng Zihan felt so disgusted that she wanted to vomit!
While he was backing away, Meng Zihan smashed the empty enamel cup at him.
The cup hit Liu Mingxuan's finger bone as he reached for his glasses, and crashed to the concrete floor with a loud thud.
Liu Mingxuan could no longer care about anything else; he clutched his injured finger and cried out in pain.
Meng Zihan repelled the enemy with two moves and did not linger. With a blank expression, she pressed the nurse call button by the bed and turned her gaze to Meng Xueyun, who was stunned to the side: "Auntie, call the police."
Liu Mingxuan's face was burning red from the hot water, and his fingers hurt as if they were about to break. Before he could say anything, Meng Zihan was about to call the police!
He was so angry that he was like a Buddha ascending to heaven and another being born. He took off his glasses, shook the water off them haphazardly, put them back on, and went to pull Meng Zihan again.
"You vicious woman, how dare you hit me! I'll settle the score with you when we get back!"
Meng Xueyun snapped out of her daze and wouldn't let him succeed. Just then, Ye Zhenghua heard the commotion and returned. He and Meng Xueyun rushed forward from either side, grabbing Liu Mingxuan's arms tightly and blocking him from the hospital bed.
Suppressing his anger, Ye Zhenghua hissed, "What do you think you're doing? This isn't a place for you to run wild!"
At this moment, the on-duty nurse also arrived after hearing the news and appeared at the ward door.
"What happened? Why are they fighting?"
A perfectly timed look of terror appeared on Meng Zihan's pale face. She shrank back and leaned fearfully against the headboard.
She raised her still trembling hand, pointed at Liu Mingxuan who was struggling desperately, and cried out, "Nurse, he's gone mad, he's trying to kill me!"
"Quickly, get the security personnel to take him away. When the police arrive, hand him over to them!"
The veins on Liu Mingxuan's neck bulged as he twisted his body violently and roared at the nurse.
"This is a matter between my husband and me; even if the police come, it's none of their business!"
"A couple?"
Meng Zihan was stung by these words and slammed her hand hard on the cold iron bed frame.
"Liu Mingxuan, have you no shame?!"
"I'm not even of legal age yet, and we haven't even gotten a marriage certificate..."
She pointed to the bandage on her forehead, then to her flat stomach, and cried as she accused, "You hit me, causing me to lose my child; you pushed me, leaving me with a bloody head. You are a murderer!"
"Scum like you should go to jail!"
The nurse's eyes immediately filled with contempt and disdain as she looked at Liu Mingxuan.
She hurriedly shouted towards the nurses' station, "Where's security? Come quick!"
Soon a security guard ran over and, together with Ye Zhenghua and Meng Xueyun, tried to drag Liu Mingxuan out of the ward.
Liu Mingxuan, of course, refused and tried to push the two away, loudly defending himself.
"When did I hit you? You don't have a child, what does that have to do with me? You're the one who's injured..."
"Ouch..."
In the scuffle, someone's fist, seemingly blind, landed squarely on Liu Mingxuan's cheek, silencing his next words.
Then someone kicked him in the shin.
Liu Mingxuan was enraged after being hit, and he threw punches back without thinking, turning the small ward into chaos in an instant.
Just as the fight was getting heated, several uniformed police officers rushed in and loudly stopped the farce.
They quickly separated the fighting crowd, revealing that everyone was disheveled and had bruises on their faces.
Meanwhile, Meng Zihan, lying on the hospital bed, had lost consciousness again, her head lolling to the side.
So, the lead policeman waved his hand and took all the people involved in the fight away.
Several medical staff members quickly gathered around Meng Zihan's bedside to examine her.
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When Ye Linchen heard about this outrageous farce, it was already the fifth day of the Lunar New Year.
The weather was nice that day, and Feng Linlin came to ask her to go shopping, saying that she wanted to buy two more new clothes before the end of the New Year.
The two spent half a day shopping in the mall, then found a coffee shop to rest. After exchanging only a few words, Feng Linlin began to tell Ye Linchen about the Ye family's affairs in a vivid and detailed manner, like a storyteller.
Ye Linchen stared wide-eyed in disbelief at Feng Linlin.
"Wait a minute, Linlin, let me sort this out," she raised her hand to interrupt Feng Linlin, "You mean, in just a few days, Meng Zihan first found out she was pregnant, and then she miscarried?"
Feng Linlin nodded emphatically: "That's right."
"Then Ye Zhenghua's mistress, Huang Qiaoling, came directly to his home and confronted Meng Xueyun face to face?"
"Then, in the chaos, Meng Zihan, who had just left the hospital, hit her head and broke it open, so she went back to the hospital?"
"Finally, the group got into a fight in the hospital ward and were taken to the police station?"
"Yes, that's the correct order, absolutely."
Ye Linchen smacked his lips.
This is too convoluted and bizarre!
It is no exaggeration to describe Meng Zihan's experiences as fraught with hardship.
Why does it feel even more colorful than my previous life?
I wonder what her fate will be.
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