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As Ji Mingzhen spoke, she extended his wrist. Jiang Jia Han glanced at him and saw the bruises on his wrist. He had only half a doubt about Ji Mingzhen's words, but now that Ji Mingzhen had brought out the key evidence and combined it with the wronged look on her face, Jiang Jia Han could barely believe half of what Ji Mingzhen had just said.

Tightly pursing his lips, Jiang Jia Han actually felt a bit guilty towards Ji Ming, but he didn't know that Ji Mingzhen's wrist was a cyan purple color which was brought into the room by him. If Jiang Jia Han knew, then it wouldn't be guilt, but rather he immediately went to break off the engagement with this lying woman.

His lips moving unnaturally, Jiang Jia seemed to want to say something, but after pausing for a second, he still didn't say anything, picked up the suit jacket on the ground and walked out with big steps.

He rubbed his clothes on the floor all night long and still smelled a lot of alcohol, the moment he walked out of the door, he couldn't stand the cold anymore. There was a trash can in the hallway, so he casually threw it in, wearing only a shirt and not a tie, and with two buttons unbuttoned on his chest, he looked very wild and unruly.

Jiang Jia walked with big steps, looking straight ahead, found his car and left quickly.

The Xu Family.

After a simple cleaning up, An Ning walked over to the desk with a cup of milk that she had been hoping would be delivered just now.

The breath light in her hand quietly flickered, reminding An Ning to pay attention to receiving messages. With a frown, An Ning was puzzled for a moment. Who would send her a message at this time? Was it a cold?

Unfortunately, An Ning had only guessed half of the message. The message did indeed contain a hint of coldness, but he was naked as she was entangled with another woman, Ji Mingzhen. An Ning's hands went soft, and the milk cup suddenly fell to the ground, producing a loud sound of glass shattering.

Transparent glass and milky milk splattered everywhere. An Ning was wearing slippers, revealing her slender pale ankles. At this moment, they had been cut open by the splashing glass. Fresh red blood mixed with the milk flowed down, creating a shocking sight.

However, it was as if An Ning didn't feel any pain at all. The two people in the photo were kissing passionately with their eyes closed, causing people to feel their faces and ears redden. Even though their hearts were clearly aching, An Ning was still masochically staring at the photo, unwilling to close it.

As she swiped backwards, the picture behind her became even more exposed. An Ning's hand shook violently, and it was unknown if it was because something in front of her blurred her vision or because her hand was shaking too much. An Ning was already unable to clearly see the screen, but she could only stand there blankly, her eyes red as she stared at the screen of her phone.

Xu Qing didn't want to be lazy, so she followed him out of the house, leaving only Mother Wu and An Ning behind. Hearing the commotion, Mother Wu came up wiping her hands.

The wounds on An Ning's ankle were not short. Coupled with the fact that her body was not too good, it caused the blood to clot rather slowly. At this moment, the bright red blood had already dyed the surface of An Ning's feet red.

Having lived in the Xu Family for so long, Mrs Wu naturally understood her position in the hearts of Xu Wang and Xu Qing. In addition, with An Ning's indifferent nature and beautiful looks, Mrs Wu had taken a liking to her from the bottom of her heart as well. Seeing the scene before her, her heart skipped a beat as she hurriedly rushed over and pulled An Ning over to the bedside to sit down.

He rushed down to the family doctor and called him as fast as he could. After that, he carried his portable medical case and ran over to stop the bleeding.

Mother Wu's series of actions finally caused An Ning to wake up from her dazed state. Fortunately, Mother Wu's attention was focused on her wounds, so she didn't see the photo on her phone. An Ning quickly pressed down her phone, not daring to look at it any longer.

Her heart was still in dull pain, so much so that An Ning didn't even feel the wound on her leg. When Mother Wu charged at her again, An Ning was actually able to smile at her, but her smile was even uglier than crying.

"Miss An Ning, please bear with it a little longer. The doctor will be here soon?"

When Mother Wu saw An Ning's pale face, tears welling up in her eyes, and a smile at herself, her heart ached even more. She consoled her while she frantically opened the medicine box, preparing to stop the bleeding for An Ning.

She felt as if she had fallen into a dream, everything was still in a daze. Listening to Mother Wu's words, she was still puzzled as to why she called a doctor. Only when she followed Mother Wu's gaze and saw the bloody wound, did the delayed pain slowly spread out.

Slightly wiping away the blood stains surrounding the wounds, the Xu Family's family doctor hurried over. Once the blood stains had been wiped clean, the wounds were exposed. Although they were not short, they would not need to be called for a doctor.

The doctor disapproved, but he knew that the rich and powerful families were all wealthy. Otherwise, where would they get their work from? Thus, he squatted down and wrapped up the wound before excusing himself.

Mother Wu was also forced out half-way through the door. As she was about to leave, Mother Wu turned around and saw An Ning sitting on the bedside. Bright light shone through the window onto An Ning's expression. Mother Wu still remembered that she was very white when she saw An Ning a long time ago. She didn't seem to be in good spirits these days, and coupled with the fact that she didn't go out often, her skin became even paler. The snow-like bandage seemed to have almost merged with her skin.

Perhaps it was because she had just experienced pain, but when she saw the photo again, she felt nothing but nausea. After she left, she realized that there was another message on the photo, she opened it up, and there was a pile of photos, but the scale had increased by a lot. An Ning looked at the photos, but her heart was no longer beating, and she pressed the delete button without any hesitation, preparing to throw the phone to the side.

Before An Ning could do anything, her phone rang happily. Jiang Jian's phone rang, and the pain surged up again. An Ning pursed her lips. They were white at the corners, so she hung up.

Jiang Xianzi was stunned, but he refused to give up. In the blink of an eye, he made a second call, but he was mercilessly hung up. The third call ended, and the fourth call ended …