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1892. Chapter 1892 Play a play for others

Duke's Palace.

Jiao Yang was lying on the bed, and the doctor was helping him put on a new layer of gauze.

His injuries were not serious, they were just scratches on the skin. After two days of recovery, most of the wounds had scabbed over, but there were only a few deeper wounds with tender red flesh still turning over.

After helping him apply the medicine on the last wound, the doctor straightened up and put away the tools and sundries beside him.

"Sir, that's it."

"Thanks."

Jiao Yang thanked him, raised his arms and climbed up from the bed.

"lady!"

Seeing Duchess Jiao Yalin walking in, the doctor immediately greeted her politely and saluted her.

"How is Augus (Jiao Yang's English name)'s injury?" Jiao Yalin asked.

"Most of sir's injuries have recovered, only some deeper wounds will take time." The doctor smiled reassuringly at her, "Don't worry, everything will be back to normal in three to five days at most."

"Thank you." Jiao Yalin nodded to him gratefully, "Housekeeper, send the doctor back."

"yes!"

The housekeeper who followed her in immediately sent the doctor out.

Seeing Jiao Yang picking up the T-shirt on the hanger, Jiao Yalin hurriedly walked over to help. She noticed the old scars on his back. She just raised her eyebrows in confusion and asked in Chinese, "What's going on with these?"

Those new wounds were scratches, but these old scars were also very large. She had never known that her son had such large scars.

"nothing."

Knowing that she was referring to the burn on his back caused by shielding Luo Xiaoqian from the heat, Jiao Yang calmly pulled down his T-shirt.

Jiao Yalin helped him arrange his T-shirt, "Your father has arranged a banquet for you. Tomorrow night, the two daughters of the Roy family will come."

Jiao Yang raised his eyebrows and turned to look at his mother, "Do you also want me to choose one of them to be my wife?"

Lifting her face and looking at her son, Jiao Yalin had a faint look of worry on her face.

"Yangyang, I heard your father tell you about you. I know that Miss Luo is indeed a very outstanding girl. However, she is already married. The relationship between her and Leng Zimo, I think, you

You know better than me, what’s the point of your persistence?”

As a mother, Jiao Yalin certainly hopes that her son will have a happy marriage, unlike herself, who ends up in a painful family.

However, she also knew that Luo Xiaoqian was not the choice Jiao Yang should have.

"There was a time when you indulged yourself. At that time, I always hoped that you could know what true love is. But now, mother hopes that you understand that not every relationship will have results."

"So, you want me to end this marriage with a wrong marriage, just like you and your father, maintaining the illusion of love in front of outsiders and using your life to put on a show for others?!"

"No, Yangyang..." Jiao Yalin raised her hand to support his arm, "I hope you can have a love that truly belongs to you and happiness that belongs to you."

Then, she carefully reached into her sleeve and took out a ticket and his passport.

"The banquet is held at Roy's house. It's up to you to figure out how to leave at that time. When the time comes, I will have someone park the car at the back door."

Looking at the ticket and passport she brought to him, Jiao Yang was just stunned, "If he finds out..."

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