In the ward, the atmosphere was a little different.

Yun Jing smiled slightly, like a warm spring breeze, but in Chen Ping's view, this smile contained too much meaning.

It has the meaning of watching the fire from the other side, the meaning of ridicule, and the meaning of threat.

She got up, walked up to Chen Ping, whose face was slumped, and said softly: "Explain to Jiang Wan well, we will meet again soon."

After finishing speaking, Yun Jing turned around and waved at Jiang Wan: "Jiang Wan, then I'll go first, Chen Ping also has difficulties in hiding it from you, I hope you will be considerate of him."

Jiang Wan wanted to get up to deliver, but Chen Ping pressed her back.

She could only smile politely and said, "Aunt Jing, visit my house next time."

"Really?"

When Yun Jing heard this, the expression on her face was obviously a little surprised, she frowned, and said with a smile: "Okay, I will go when I have time, I hope I won't disturb you."

Jiang Wan politely said a few more words to Yun Jing, and then Yun Jing left.

In the ward, only Jiang Wan and Chen Ping were left.

"Close the door." Jiang Wan said coldly.

Chen Ping responded, like a child who has done something wrong, he rushed over and closed the door.

He was extremely nervous and terrified right now.

What did Yun Jing tell Jiang Wan?

own identity?

or something else?

"Sit down." Jiang Wan folded her arms around her chest with a cold expression.

Chen Ping immediately sat down seriously, just like a primary school student in class.

"Okay, Chen Ping, since when did you hide it from me?"

Jiang Wan asked, her tone cold and reproachful.

Chen Ping secretly glanced at Jiang Wan's expression, and was slapped on the arm. He could only stammer, "Seven...seven years ago."

Click!

Jiang Wan frowned, with an unnatural expression, and continued to ask: "Why did you hide it from me? I am your wife."

Chen Ping felt very frustrated, took Jiang Wan's hand, and said coquettishly: "Wan'er, I don't want to, but I have my own unavoidable difficulties, I..."

Seeing Chen Ping like this, Jiang Wan stretched out her white and tender arm, flicked Chen Ping's forehead with her slender hand, and said with a helpless smile: "Chen Ping, you are my husband, can you tell me anything in the future? Although Aunt Jing is your second mother, it's nothing, why didn't you tell me?"

Second mother?

Chen Ping was confused, and asked anxiously, "Is that what Yun Jing said?"

Jiang Wan blinked her eyes and said, "Yes, she told me that she is your father's wife, and that she came to Shangjiang this time to see you. She also asked me to persuade you that the family I need you, and your dad also wants you to go back, why don't you agree to her? You and your dad are father and son, what is the deep hatred between father and son? Find a time and go back."

Chen Ping understood it, but he was worried, and asked: "She didn't say what my family does? She didn't say who I am?"

What exactly does that woman Yun Jing want to do?

"Doesn't your family run a restaurant? Didn't you tell me last time?"

Jiang Wan wondered, did Chen Ping have other things to hide from her?

"Yes, yes, my family runs a restaurant."

Chen Ping scratched his head in embarrassment, but he was thinking about Yun Jing's intention in doing so.

Damn, I almost revealed my secrets!

"By the way, Chen Ping, Aunt Jing told me that my father-in-law is not in good health, so why don't you go back and have a look?" Jiang Wan asked.

Chen Ping paused with the fruit knife in his hand, then smiled, handed the peeled apple to Jiang Wan, and said, "It's okay, after a while, I'll take you back with the rice grains."

Jiang Wan took the apple and said: "I know you may have misunderstood Aunt Jing, but I think she is really nice, and she has a good temperament in all aspects of conversation. You should find a chance to sit down and talk."

Although Jiang Wan didn't know what the misunderstanding between Chen Ping and Yun Jing was, it could be seen from Chen Ping's concealment of Yun Jing's identity last time that Chen Ping didn't want him to know Yun Jing's identity.

But no matter what, she is also Chen Ping's stepmother.

"Chen Ping, can't you? You were beaten by Aunt Jing when you were young, so you hate her?"

Suddenly, Jiang Wan covered her small mouth, her eyes widened, and she remembered the plot of a wealthy family in a Korean drama.

Would Chen Ping have such a miserable childhood?

"No, stop thinking about it."

Chen Ping smiled helplessly, stuffed the apple into Jiang Wan's mouth, and said, "Let's not talk about Yun Jing, I have my own sense of proportion, and if she comes to you in the future, she should tell me, okay?" good?"

Jiang Wan was taken aback for a moment, and nodded her head in good agreement.

It wasn't until the apples were finished that Jiang Wan asked, "Chen Ping, how did you deal with my mother's side?"

Jiang Wan was very worried that Chen Ping would do something irrational because of his rage, but that was her mother, his mother-in-law after all.

Chen Ping said calmly, "It's nothing, don't worry, if she remembers the lesson, she will restrain herself."

Jiang Wan nodded. In this matter, she knew what her mother did was very wrong, so she would not argue with Chen Ping.

Moreover, Jiang Wan has already made her own decision.

After two or three days like this, Jiang Wan was also discharged from the hospital.

As for Yang Guilan, she stayed at home obediently.

In the past few days, she was frightened and stopped going out to buy vegetables, for fear of being beaten.

Even at home, the doors and windows are closed tightly, for fear that someone will rush in and beat him up again.

This is the fear of being beaten, and there is a shadow.

Jiang Guomin was also very helpless. He didn't tell him the stupid things his wife did to this day.

Ask her who she offended, and she can't tell.

Call the police, Yang Guilan dare not, for fear of retaliation.

Who hit him?

Zheng Tai, the underground emperor of Shangjiang City!

Isn't this courting death?

"Old Jiang, I suspect that it was Chen Ping who asked someone to beat me. Didn't Chen Ping and that Zheng Tai still talk and laugh at the last birthday party?"

Yang Guilan was sitting on the sofa, her face was still a little swollen, her teeth were just filled, and she was not very fluent in her speech.

"No, you keep talking about Chen Ping asking someone to beat you, why did he beat you?"

Jiang Guomin will not call Chen Ping back indiscriminately like last time.

He needs to know why.

Yang Guilan was also very conflicted. She definitely didn't dare to talk about giving Jiang Wan abortion pills, so she just said nonsense, "It's that bracelet, which Chen Ping asked to go back. It said it was a relic of our mother-in-law, so I just took it. After wearing it for two days, is he looking for someone to beat me?"

"The relics of my mother?"

Jiang Guomin was taken aback, he didn't expect his mother-in-law to have passed away, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Yang Guilan saw Jiang Guomin's expression, kicked him hard, and cursed: "Hey, what's the matter with you? Why are you sighing for a dead person? Now, Chen Ping asked someone to beat me. I'm so angry. Get out! If you don't help me, get out and don't sleep on the bed!"

Yang Guilan has such a temper, and she must get it back after being wronged.

If you are beaten, you must take revenge.

Whether he is or not, it was Chen Ping who asked someone to beat him.

Jiang Guomin was very helpless, and sighed, "You have no evidence to say that Chen Ping hired someone to beat you. Can you stop making trouble for no reason? Sooner or later, this family will be pissed off by you and will not live in peace."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Guomin got up and went into the study, slamming the door behind him.

Yang Guilan was very angry in the living room, cursing, and then suddenly thought of He Jiarong, so she called him.

"Jia Rong, yes, I'm your Aunt Lan, are you free? Come out and meet."

Yang Guilan was so flattering and fawning.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Guilan packed up and went out wearing a mask and sunglasses.

Arriving at a restaurant, Yang Guilan said proudly to the receptionist at the door: "Mr. He's box."

The receptionist immediately bent down, and respectfully led Yang Guilan to the most luxurious box on the second floor.

"Aunt Lan." He Jiarong had already arrived, stood up and smiled politely.

"Oh, Jiarong, why are you being so polite? It shouldn't be cheap to eat here, right?"

Yang Guilan sat down, took off her sunglasses and mask, and looked around.

It's a good place, it's shining with gold, and the waiters are well-behaved.

He Jiarong smiled and showed off without showing any trace: "Aunt Lan, it's nothing. A meal here is only ten or twenty thousand, not expensive. As long as you invite Aunt Lan to eat, everything is not expensive. Look, What do you want to eat, the special dishes here, Shanhai Shark's Fin and Aolong are good, how about another bottle of Lafite?"