Qiao Wanwan was stunned and hurriedly protected Eleven who had been hit, "Wen Xue, are you crazy!"
When Zheng Ma saw Wen Xue hitting Qiao Wanwan, she hurriedly went up and pushed her away, saying, "Miss Wen, watch your temper! You hit our mistress, can you bear the consequences?"
Wen Xue lost control of her emotions and said recklessly, "She brought this on herself! Who told her to meddle in other people's business!"
Qiao Wanwan didn't care about anything else. Holding Eleven away from Wen Xue, she asked, "Eleven, how are you? Does it hurt?"
Eleven held back her tears, "Sister Wanwan, I'm not in pain."
Qiao Wanwan felt heartbroken and hugged him tightly, "Don't be afraid, Wanwan will never let her hit you again."
"Sister Wanwan, I don't want to leave you!"
"If you don't want to leave, no one can force you."
"Qiao Wanwan, what nonsense are you talking about!" Wen Xue chased after her relentlessly. "Jing Ting has already promised my aunt that he will return Eleven to me. How dare you say such things to him? I'm taking him away today, and even the King of Heaven can't stop me!"
Just as Qiao Wanwan was about to speak, a deep, cold voice suddenly came from beside her ear, "Is that so?"
Wen Xue was startled and turned her head to look, seeing Zhan Jingting driving his wheelchair over.
"Who gave you permission to hit someone in my house, huh?"
“Jingting…” Wen Xue said, feeling wronged. “My son is disobedient, so I have to discipline him properly.”
"I won't interfere with how you discipline your son, but you can't lay a hand on me," Zhan Jingting said coldly. "Not to mention you even hit my wife."
"I didn't hit her on purpose, she came to me asking to be hit!"
Zhan Jingting sneered, "Wen Xue, the Wen family isn't a place that produces shrewish women. You're the first one."
Wen Xue's face changed color from pale to green, looking quite unsightly.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Jingting, I'm a shrew, but wasn't I forced into this by you? If I hadn't gotten pregnant with your child, if I hadn't given birth to him, would I be in this mess today? After you had your fun for one night, you don't need to fulfill any responsibilities or obligations. I'm different. Do you know how I gave birth to him and how I painstakingly raised him?"
"You don't need to morally blackmail me. This is your own choice, and you will naturally bear the consequences yourself." Zhan Jingting looked at her expressionlessly. "Since you have already taken action, you are no longer suitable to raise Eleven. You can't take him away today. If you want the child, call your lawyer aunt. I want to see how the law will award the child to a mother who abuses him."
Wen Xue trembled with anger, “I only acted out of anger. Logically and emotionally, the child should belong to me.”
"You want the child just so you can marry me? I've told you before that's not possible. Letting go of the child is better for everyone. If you want any material things, just name your price."
Wen Xue laughed angrily, "You want me to sell Eleven to you? Jing Ting, how much do you think Eleven is worth?"
“He is naturally immeasurable in terms of money, but for you, if you miss this opportunity now, you will end up with nothing.”
"Even if you give me mountains of gold and silver, I will never sell my child!" Wen Xue tried to calm herself down and apologized to Eleven with a wronged expression, "Eleven, I'm sorry, Mommy was bad, Mommy lost control of her emotions, please forgive Mommy?"
Eleven hid in Qiao Wanwan's arms, not even glancing at her.
Qiao Wanwan said, "Ms. Wen, your emotions seem a bit unstable. It's really not suitable for you to raise Eleven under these circumstances. If you continue like this, I suggest you see a psychologist."
"Qiao Wanwan, how dare you say I'm sick?"
"Your unpredictable mood swings today do make you seem ill," Qiao Wanwan said bluntly.
"You..." Wen Xue was furious, but she couldn't vent her anger because Zhan Jingting was there.
Zhan Jingting directly ordered him to leave, "Are you leaving on your own, or should I have someone from the Wen family come and pick you up?"
Wen Xue bit her lower lip. "Jing Ting, don't treat me like this. I'll leave on my own."
"No need to see me out."
Wen Xue turned and left. After getting into the car, she hurriedly took out her phone to make a call. "Auntie, I couldn't help myself and hit Eleven again. Jingting refuses to give Eleven to me."
"What's wrong with you? Why are you hitting the child again?" Wen Ru said unhappily.
"I don't know what's wrong with me, I just can't help it. The thought that Eleven was born to Jingting and another woman is unbearable!"
"Wen Xue, you're such a worry," Wen Ru said. "I can get the child back, but if you hit him like that, you'll push him away. Then he'll just recognize Qiao Wanwan as his mother, and they'll become a family of three. You'll really be an outsider then."
Wen Xue felt a wave of fear wash over her. "Auntie, I was wrong. I'll definitely be more tolerant in the future."
“Let the child rest in Wutong Bay for a while. He likes Lijing, so I’ll ask Lijing to visit him more often and put in a good word for you.”
"Thank you, Auntie," Wen Xue sobbed. "If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't know what to do."
"Don't be too sad. Eleven is still a child. He only acted on his intuition. Who would have thought he would like Qiao Wanwan so much?"
Wen Xue clenched her fists.
Yes, it's all Qiao Wanwan's fault. If it weren't for her, none of this would have happened, and Zhan Jingting wouldn't have disliked her!
Qiao Wanwan must die!
......
In the afternoon, Jiang Dong arrived at Wutong Bay.
"Madam, the intimidation incident at the rental house hasn't been investigated yet. It's an old neighborhood with incomplete surveillance coverage. As for the courier service, I've checked. The delivery slips were probably just pasted on and didn't go through logistics, so there's no sender."
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