He Yiran brought her group of little followers to laugh at her and make fun of her, saying that she had found a man but the man didn't care about her, and even humiliated her time and time again.
But in this life, anyway, there is one thing that is different.
Whether she was laughed at or not, she was still gone.
She is probably still lying in the hospital now. Thinking of this, Jiang Xiachu paused for a moment, his face full of regret.
She clenched her fists, looked at it, and sighed.
If I had known I would have hit her harder yesterday. I always feel that I didn't hit He Yiran lightly enough. I should have beaten her to the point of brain damage or paralysis, so that she wouldn't have time to cause trouble for me again.
Jiang Xiachu followed the direction in his memory and strode towards Lu Huaiyan's home.
In her previous life, after she married Lu Huaiyan, she walked this path many times.
Sure enough, Jiang Xiachu remembered it well.
Just when Jiang Xiachu arrived at Dongfang Hutong, the sound of a car suddenly came from behind him.
She turned her head and saw Lu Huaiyan's car. He was driving towards her direction. What puzzled her was that this time, there was no familiar figure in Lu Huaiyan's car.
Why isn't Meng Wanyue here? Isn't she sick? According to Lu Huaiyan's personality, he has to take care of her personally.
Jiang Xiachu looked confused.
Lu Huaiyan was driving and seemed to notice her. His brows furrowed slightly, and he quickly stopped the car on the side of the road, got out in advance, and walked towards Jiang Xiachu.
Jiang Xiachu looked at him, sized him up, and felt something was wrong, feeling a little suspicious.
Lu Huaiyan was wearing a green military uniform and looked as if he had just returned from the army, looking a little dusty.
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