Han Zhiyan woke up early the next day, staring blankly at the ceiling. Everything about last night flooded into her mind.
Every word Shangguan Chen said clearly rang in her mind. Han Zhiyan hugged the quilt and buried her face deeply. She was not marrying a rich family, but the gate of hell. Her pain had just begun. When would she
At the end of the day, does she really want to spend her whole life with this weird and mysterious man?
Tears overflowed from her eyes and fell on the pillow. She hated why she had to meet this strange man in her life.
She couldn't sit back and let others decide her life, so she shook her head and started to work, wiping away the tears on her face. Just when she was thinking about getting up, the door to the room was gently opened.
Su Hong walked slowly to the bedside, looked at Han Zhiyan with an affable face and said, "You're awake, are you hungry? How about I ask my servant to prepare something for you?"
When Han Zhiyan thought about what happened that night, the more she felt that the amiable mother-in-law in front of her was incomprehensible.
Pretending to be fine, he said calmly, "I'm not hungry, so don't bother."
"You are now the young mistress of the Shangguan family. You can ask the servants to do anything you want. If you need anything, you can tell me." Su Hong said to Han Zhiyan with great concern.
"No need." Han Zhiyan thought that if it weren't for her, she wouldn't have to marry into this weird Shangguan family.
"Yanyan, I know what happened last night scared you." Su Hong said blankly, her face slightly lowered.
Han Zhiyan just wanted to scold her a few times...
"I want a divorce..." Han Zhiyan's face was expressionless, like a rag doll, and she did not look at Su Hong.
Su Hong looked at Han Zhiyan in shock and said, "Yanyan, why are you... getting divorced? Is it because Chen is not treating you well?"
"I don't care, no matter whether he treats me well or not, I want a divorce and I don't want to live here." Han Zhiyan said firmly.
Su Hong suddenly knelt down, took Han Zhiyan's hand, pretended to be pitiful and said, "Yanyan, no one in this world can save him except you."
Han Zhiyan was frightened by Su Hong's kneeling...
"I really don't understand. I'm not a saint, I'm just a weak woman. How can I save him?" Han Zhiyan looked at Su Hong in confusion.
"It's true. As long as you don't divorce, Chen will be saved. Do you really want to die and refuse to save her?" Su Hong said, tears falling randomly.
"Why?" Han Zhiyan said still puzzled.
Su Hong stood up slowly, her eyes filled with pain and sorrow. She said helplessly, "Chen, since she was fourteen years old, she has suffered unbearable pain all over her body on the first night of the Lunar New Year when there is no moonlight."
." As she said that, Su Hong's face was filled with pain, as if she was the one being tortured.
"Such an illness has tortured him for more than ten years. Over the past ten years, his life has been worse than death. Why would God be so cruel to him? Later, I got advice from the master. You and Chen were lovers in the previous life. As long as you
If Chen marries you, gives birth to a child, and uses the child's umbilical cord blood as a medicine, he will be able to cure the disease." Su Hong said to Han Zhiyan with a look of hope on her face.
Han Zhiyan was surprised... Is there any scientific proof for this? Can the umbilical cord blood of babies cure diseases?
"It's not necessarily true that he will go to the hospital for treatment when he is sick, or that he will develop a treatment method in the future?" Han Zhiyan said blankly.
"No doctor can do anything now. Only you can save him now. Just think of me as begging you, okay?" Su Hong knelt down in front of Han Zhiyan again and said with tears streaming down her face.
How could Han Zhiyan not be moved by a mother begging for her son? But if she agreed, what would her life be like in the future? Who would save her?