It would have been better if we hadn't talked about this. Speaking of this, Wang Xifeng wanted to stab him with a hairpin. When her daughter Qiaojie was sick and needed him as her father, he was sleeping on some other woman. He was a habitual liar. Ever since she realized what had happened, she never trusted him again!
"Pah! Don't corrupt my son."
They told someone to apply medicine to Jia Lian and change his clothes.
Jia Lian thought Wang Xifeng was soft-hearted and couldn't leave him, so he felt a little relieved. But when he got into the carriage, he found that he was going in the opposite direction from the main group.
"You bunch of blind lackeys, go back! Go back right now!"
Jia Lian didn't have much strength to begin with, and now his leg was injured, so every movement caused him excruciating pain. He could only grip the handrail of the carriage and keep cursing.
But the servant who was seeing him off didn't care at all, and drove the carriage straight to the outskirts of the city.
Hearing his son wailing from inside the carriage, Jia She nudged Madam Xing with his elbow and said, "Get me an earplug. I got up too early this morning, and it's too noisy outside."
Madam Xing rolled her eyes at Jia She, but still gave him an earplug. The two of them plugged their ears, breathed a sigh of relief, took a sip of tea, warmed their hands, covered themselves with the blanket, and closed their eyes. It was so comfortable.
Only little Qiaojie spoke up, asking, "Mother, where are we going? Isn't Father coming with us?"
Wang Xifeng gently rubbed Qiao Jie'er's little face, "Qiao Jie'er, you will grow up eventually, and your father needs you too."
Qiao Jie nodded as if she understood, and nestled obediently next to Wang Xifeng. "Yes, Father will come to find us when he grows up."
"good!"
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