She pushed through the crowd and fled as if in a panic.
Qiao Wanyue and Lu Rong exchanged a glance and followed in her footsteps.
Old Mrs. Yang stopped in front of a large ward for eight people, pushed open the door and went straight in. She immediately started crying, “My son, your mother is being bullied to death. I feel sorry for you and asked Lu Rong to pour you some water, but she said she wouldn’t pour you any even if you died of thirst. I got angry and argued with her, and she even tried to hit me. I just feel sorry for you. You have an unfilial son who was beaten up by his own father and ended up in the hospital. And your wife is a scoundrel.”
Old Mrs. Yang then started to cry, putting on an act.
"Mother, Lu Rong is back alive?" Yang Lin's pupils dilated in disbelief.
There was a hint of regret in his tone.
Grandma Yang's crying stopped abruptly.
She cursed Yang Lin in her heart. She had been bullied so badly by Lu Rong that instead of caring about her own mother, Yang Lin was concerned about that vile woman.
"They're back, all intact."
Yang Lin couldn't help but shudder.
"Mother, let's hide for a while."
He knew Lu Rong's personality very well; if she came back alive, Lu Rong would definitely not let him off the hook.
Grandma Yang: ......
He really is a pushover.
"Son, you are her husband, how can you let her bully you?"
Yang Lin had eight broken ribs and all his hands and feet broken by Lu Yunqi. He was covered in countless injuries. If someone hadn't stopped him, he was certain that Lu Yunqi would have killed his own father.
He is still shaken by the experience.
I've only managed to save my own life, and I haven't even had a chance to contribute to the Yang family yet. How can I die at the hands of the Lu family mother and son?
He was seething with hatred. It was just a woman and a child that was about to be miscarried, yet Lu Yunqi had beaten his own father so badly that he was hospitalized for the sake of a miscarried child. Once he recovered, he would definitely take revenge.
But Yang Lin doesn't dare to confront Lu Yunqi now.
Not to mention, he was covered in injuries.
Lu Rong is back.
He'll probably survive, won't he?
A look of disdain flashed in Grandma Yang's eyes.
Yang Lin is becoming more and more timid; he used to never be afraid of Lu Rong.
Little did Grandma Yang know that she had been told about Yang Lin's previous beatings.
Even if she knew, she wouldn't care.
But Yang Lin didn't know that his mother would feel sorry for him. He thought that if he told her about his tragic experiences in the Lu family, his mother would definitely cry her eyes out. His mother was old, and he couldn't let her be sad because of him.
It was only after this injury that he realized who was truly good to him.
Only his own mother.
Old Mrs. Yang never expected that she had unknowingly improved her image in Yang Lin's mind.
"Son, you are the head of the family. You can't let Lu Rong bully you," the old lady said solemnly.
Yang Lin pursed his lips, "Mother, eldest son's wife."
"That child was destined to die young, what does it have to do with you? And how dare Old Master Lu, a grown man, live in the house his younger brother built? Didn't he build himself a thatched hut?"
Tell him to move in immediately. Yunzhou is gone; that house was a gift to you as a token of respect. You want your own house; what's the problem?
Yang Lin thought about it and realized, "That's right."
The brick house was originally built by Lu Yunzhou. After he died, the house belonged to his father. The eldest son was incompetent and only built two thatched huts, so the three of them went to live in the thatched huts.
The original rumor was that Lu Rong had died when he returned, and the house would belong to him. He wanted to make a cenotaph for Lu Rong to fulfill their marital bond.
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