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The next day, for the first time in history, Jiang Xu waited until Wen Jingcheng woke up before getting up, and even had breakfast with him.

Seeing the person on the opposite side reluctantly swallowing the second custard bun that was not as big as a palm, Jiang Xu's mood fell to the bottom bit by bit.But he still pushed the porridge over there without changing his face, "The millet porridge made this morning is very sweet, try it."

Wen Jingcheng's face was ashamed for a moment, and finally he compromised with the bowl of porridge that smelled delicious.As if after many psychological struggles, he scooped up a spoonful and stuffed it into his mouth as if he was dying. Jiang Xu finally couldn't bear it, and pretended to get something and left the restaurant.

Before walking far, I heard Wen Jingcheng running into the kitchen, grabbing the sink and vomiting out all the food I just ate.

The hand placed by the side subconsciously clenched into a fist, and the veins on the back of the hand burst out one by one and became intertwined and complicated.Jiang Xu pretended not to hear, and walked into Wen Xuyan's room expressionlessly.

The little person on the crib curled up sideways, as if he was still surrounded by amniotic fluid in Wen Jingcheng's womb.The peaceful sleeping face made Jiang Xu unable to help reaching out and touching it several times. Wen Jingcheng must not have taken the little orange with him these days.Otherwise, why is Wen Xuyan who always clings to his father for the first time and likes to lie in his arms for several days in a row, and Wen Jingcheng doesn't seem to be dissatisfied or surprised by this matter at all.

Jiang Xu's fingers were unconsciously held in the soft palm by Wen Xuyan in his sleep, his heart was soft, and he couldn't help murmuring, "I will make him get better, and the baby must believe in me."

Wen Xuyan in her sleep didn't know if she understood this sentence, she lowered her head and sucked Jiang Xu's fingers gently.

When Jiang Xu walked out of the room again, Wen Jingcheng had already sat in his original position as if nothing had happened. There was only a small half of the bowl of porridge in front of him, but it looked as if he had thrown it away.

"I really can't drink it anymore." Wen Jingcheng tilted his head up and smiled at Jiang Xu warmly, no matter how he looked like he was acting like a baby.

Jiang Xu didn't say anything, walked over to pick up the bowl of porridge and drank it up in one gulp.

"If you can't drink it, don't drink it, why force yourself."

As usual, Jiang Xu drove Wen Jingcheng, who wanted to clean up the tableware, to the living room to sit, then rolled up his sleeves and hummed a little tune in the kitchen to wash the dishes and bowls, but Wen Jingcheng, who was sitting on the sofa, couldn't see that Jiang Xu was getting colder look down.

"I probably won't come back to eat at noon today, remember not to be lazy and skip eating, and be careful of your stomach trouble again." Jiang Xuming knew that it was useless to remind him like this, but he took the trouble to give Wen Jingcheng Guangjie at the door like every morning Pressed a kiss on the forehead and left.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Jiang Xu took several deep breaths under the terrified eyes of the co-pilot assistant before starting the engine. His knuckles turned a frightening bluish white because he was holding the steering wheel too hard.

Instead of driving the car to the studio as before, Jiang Xu drove in the opposite direction as usual under the puzzled eyes of the assistant.

The assistant didn't know where Jiang Xu had taken her until the car stopped in a fully closed mental hospital.

Walking all the way, hearing the heart-piercing shouts coming from the ward beside him, the assistant had to pretend to be calm and took out the headphones and put them on.Turning my head to look at Jiang Xu, I realized that my boss looked indifferent, and there was a faint tendency to get angry.

The two stopped at the door of the only quiet ward, but Jiang Xu knocked on the door politely and got the doctor's consent before opening the door of the ward.

The person whose hands and feet were handcuffed on the hospital bed was Yan Muqi, who was judged to be a severely mentally ill patient by Jiang Xu using his personal relationship a few days ago. For the silencer, only Jiang Xu knows the password to open the silencer switch.

Seeing Jiang Xu walking in from the door, Yan Muqi showed a look of disdain, and made a few mouth shapes even though he knew he couldn't make a sound.

—I knew you would come.

Jiang Xu raised his eyebrows and looked at the doctor sitting at the end of the bed who was flipping through a medical book.The former friend smiled at him gently, and closed the book in his hand, "The weather seems to be pretty good today, I think we can go for a walk."

After finishing speaking, he didn't care what Jiang Xu was here for, turned his head and walked out of the ward.

Seeing this posture, the assistant became a little weak in fright, and followed the doctor out tremblingly, leaving Jiang Xu alone in the ward facing Yan Muqi, who was judged to be suffering from multiple traumatic personality disorder.

"Thanks to you, Wen Jingcheng is having a bad time." Jiang Xu said to himself, without looking at Yan Muqi's reaction.

"I'm actually very curious about how you were selected as one of the top ten men who want to marry in this city. Do all the little lovers who have been taken care of by you think you are very nice?" Jiang Xu opened his hand and clicked on the photo album. , which were all the photos of Wen Jingcheng at home that he had snapped, and he looked at them carefully one by one.

"You should be very curious why no one in the family has come to catch you since you have been here for so long. They have indeed caught you, but they can't. You were supposed to be handed over to the court. Maybe you will be sentenced to several years in prison for rape and illegal imprisonment. .Maybe your family can find a lot of connections to find you a better lawyer, so you can come out a few years earlier."

Jiang Xu didn't know what he saw, his eyes softened suddenly, but his tone was still cold and stiff, "It is said that prison food is the worst, but do you know why I have to use mental illness to get you out of the judge?"

Jiang Xu finally moved his eyes from the phone to Yan Muqi's face, that face that was still calm when he saw him appearing in the ward, as if he was not the person being treated as a mental patient, finally appeared after a while Unbelievable expression.

"What's the use of being in prison? You haven't committed any serious crimes and you can't be sentenced to life without parole or death. It would be a pervert to come out after a few years." Jiang Xu got pleasure from his expression, "I won't let you go to jail , how many people want a report of mental abnormality when they are accused. But I just want you to be more painful than being in prison. You can only stay in such a place for the rest of your life. It is impossible to see your son and your parents again for the rest of your life. It is also impossible to appear in front of Wen Jingcheng again."

Jiang Xu looked at Yan Muqi's distorted expression, the handcuffs and anklets were being pulled by him and made a loud noise, but Jiang Xu didn't seem to be afraid at all, and instead approached Yan Muqi's hospital bed to untie the silencer for him up.

"Fuck—your mother! You are the one who imprisoned me illegally. Believe it or not, I will sue you if I get out! You bastard!..." Yan Muqi looked like a trapped animal, looking at Jiang Xu's handsome face All the swear words that I have known all my life have been cursed out.

"Do you think you can come out? Do you still have the illusion that one day your mental illness will be cured and you will be able to go out." Jiang Xu pulled out a sneering expression, "Your mental illness will never be cured. You can only lie on this bed and watch the experts do various experiments on you. Yan Muqi, this is your retribution, this is your retribution for killing three innocent lives."

Yan Muqi's silencer was worn back by Jiang Xu again, "I'm here today to tell you the fact that maybe you will really become a psychopath in a while?"

Jiang Xu suddenly evoked a bloodthirsty smile, Yan Muqi's pupils trembled and the blood on his face faded away, he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

"I provided you with the best psychiatrist, and specially arranged for you the best ward. No matter how you look at me, I look like a good citizen who wants to help others, don't you think?"

Jiang Xu strode to the door and paused, "Maybe one day I will bring Wen Jingcheng to see you, I hope you can stay awake until then."

After speaking, he opened the door and left without looking back.