Mr. Xiao, can I borrow your wedding invitation?

Chapter 345 The white-haired man gives the black-haired man a gift
Chen Wanru was shocked. "How could this be? You were taking tonics, weren't you? Could it be that the medicine has side effects?"

Upon hearing her mention it, Xiao Jiayang suddenly realized something. "Yes, there might be something wrong with this medicine. I'll call the family doctor over right now to find out!"

After one hour.

After examining the dregs of the medicine, the private doctor looked grave. "Young master, this prescription was originally meant to be a tonic, but it contains another ingredient that is incompatible with it. The resulting toxicity can weaken male sexual function, and in severe cases, cause lifelong infertility. This is not a tonic; it's harmful!"

"Dangdang!"

Xiao Jiayang dropped the glass in his hand and was completely stunned.

Chen Wanru was also stunned. "How could this happen? What did my son do to deserve this?!"

Xiao Jiayang slammed his fist on the table in anger. “Bitch! It’s that bitch! I won’t let her get away with this!”

hospital.

Fang Lanxin was sitting by the hospital bed feeding Nan Wu her medicine when a loud bang was heard as the ward door was kicked open. The mother and daughter inside were startled and looked towards the door.

"Xiao Jiayang? What are you doing here?"

With a gloomy face, Xiao Jiayang shoved Fang Lanxin, who was blocking his way, and grabbed Nan Wu's hair, slapping her across the face.

"Snapped!"

"You bitch, you actually tried to harm me! How could you be so cruel?"

"Jiayang, what are you saying? I don't understand!"

“Yes, Jiayang, let’s talk this out. Nanwu is weak, so please let go!” Fang Lanxin advised.

But Xiao Jiayang seemed to have gone mad, determined to kill Nan Wu. He dragged her off the bed and kicked her in the stomach.

"You bitch, what kind of bullshit tonic is that? It's poison! You wanted to make me infertile for life, didn't you? And I was stupid enough to believe you! I'll kill you today!"

Now that he had found out, Nan Wu saw no need to hide it anymore. She clutched her stomach and laughed coldly, "So what if it's poison? A scumbag like you doesn't deserve this ability. I hope you're childless!"

"Say that again, you son of a bitch?" Xiao Jiayang was so enraged that he grabbed a chair and started hitting Nan Wu with it, not even using his foot.

His bodyguards dragged Fang Lanxin out.

"Young Master Xiao, you absolutely mustn't! Xiao Wu has a heart condition; she'll be in great danger!"

"That bitch deserves to die!" Thinking of the insults and harm he had suffered, Xiao Jiayang was consumed by rage. He pulled up his sleeve and grabbed Nan Wu by the neck.

"Dare to play tricks on me? Die!"

Xiao Jiayang tightened his grip, raising the hand that had been plundered. Nan Wu's face went from white to red, her eyes bulging and her temples protruding. No matter how much she slapped, it was to no avail.

Until she was on the verge of death, Xiao Jiayang forcefully shook her off.

A sharp pain shot through her heart. Nan Wu clutched her chest and curled up on the ground, her mouth opening and closing but unable to make a sound.

Xiao Jiayang kicked her again with force, and Nan Wu rolled a long way away, curled up in a ball, her forehead covered in sweat.

"You're practically asking for trouble, and you're still trying to play dumb with me?"

Nan Wu reached out and grabbed the bedside table with all her might. She tried to crawl over, but she couldn't muster the strength. It was as if that was her lifeline.

"Help, help me, medicine, medicine..."

Xiao Jiayang squatted down and spat at her, "You want me to get your medicine for you?"

Nan Wu gripped his trouser leg tightly, using all her strength to cry out, "Please, please..." "Anyway, Su Ying looks just like you, so you're superfluous in this world. You might as well die, so you won't drag me down with you, hmph!" Disdainfully kicking Nan Wu away, Xiao Jiayang avoided her like the plague, not even glancing at the person on the ground, and stepped over her.

Fang Lanxin broke free from Xiao Jiayang's bodyguards and ran inside. The moment she pushed open the ward door, she froze.

She saw Nanwu lying on the ground, barely alive, surrounded by silence. She rushed over and hugged her tightly, shaking her and calling out to her.

"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu, please open your eyes and look, Xiao Wu..."

Two hours of emergency treatment at the hospital proved futile.

Su Ying learned of Nan Wu's death from a relapse of her heart condition the next day, and she was stunned when she heard the news.

Although she couldn't bring herself to like Nan Wu, she was, after all, a living, breathing person. Fang Lanxin told her that Nan Wu had been frail and sickly since childhood, and that Fang Lanxin had been exhausted trying to treat her heart disease. She never expected that she would ultimately be unable to keep her. For Fang Lanxin, who loved her daughter dearly, the loss of her daughter was an unbearable blow.

Su Ying could empathize with this.

"What's wrong? Looking sad?"

Xiao Shen wrapped his arms around her from behind, just enough to support her belly. It was only two months old, so it wasn't very noticeable, but Su Ying could already feel the life growing gradually, and she looked forward to the day it would break through the soil.

"Nan Wu is dead!" Su Ying felt regretful.

"So what? It's none of your business. Everyone has their own destiny!" The man smoothed her hair.

He's really taken to this action lately, and Su Ying has gotten used to it too.

"But her mother, Fang Lanxin..."

He grabbed Su Ying's shoulders and turned her around. "It's hard to be a good person. What you should be concerned about now is the child in your belly... and me!"

Su Ying looked up at him abruptly, her cheeks flushing.

Xiao Shen rarely said such sweet words, and even when he did, they were never serious.

But now he...

……

"Mom, Nan Wu is dead, what should we do?" After learning of Nan Wu's death, Xiao Jiayang ran around like a headless fly.

Compared to him, Chen Wanru had seen a lot and was much calmer. "So what? It's really bad luck. Tomorrow I'll go to Lingshan to burn incense and get rid of the bad luck. If she had died earlier, she wouldn't have had to marry you and become my daughter-in-law. Now you're a widow in other people's eyes. We're such a laughing stock!"

Xiao Jiayang couldn't listen to any of that; his mind was filled with the image of Nan Wu struggling and grabbing his trouser leg before she died, begging for his help.

"But Mom, I went to see Nan Wu that day, and in a fit of anger, I beat her up. Afterwards, it seemed like her heart condition had relapsed..."

"Shut up!" Chen Wanru interrupted him. "That bitch's death has nothing to do with you. Remember, you know nothing and did nothing. Disclaim all responsibility, understand?"

"I understand!" Xiao Jiayang was completely at a loss.

He was indeed upset for a short while, afraid of being implicated, but he quickly forgot about it. In the afternoon, after leaving the company, he was chatting with a girl on his phone when suddenly a dark figure rushed towards him.

He reacted quickly and dodged, but even so, a large gash was still cut on his side, and his white shirt was quickly soaked in red.

"Xiao Jiayang, give me back my daughter's life!"

"So it was you?" Xiao Jiayang dodged a few times.

Ultimately, the disparity in strength between men and women meant that Xiao Jiayang quickly snatched the dagger from Fang Lanxin's hand.