The wicked wife is pregnant again and again, and she takes her whole family flying with her spatial

When Yu Lian said those words, her tone was heavier than ever before. For a moment, He Lin doubted himself, but the thought was quickly overwhelmed. He wouldn't waste too much time on Yu Lian. Since she had said it, it suited his wishes perfectly.

Ignoring the two servants' attempts to dissuade him, He Lin took Yu Lian away. As they reached the door, an unexpected event interrupted their progress. He Lin, walking ahead, had just stepped out of the villa when a figure so fast he could only be seen as a shadow attacked him. He Lin reacted quickly, and the two grappled. He could sense the other's hatred and knew he was outmatched. Xiao Zhang, nearly dropping his briefcase in fright, quickly recovered and went to help.

Yu Lian could only watch anxiously from a distance. She recognized the suddenly appearing dark figure—it was Xiao Jia, who had come to her house to do chores a while ago. He was weak and was quickly subdued, but he was very persistent; even after being subdued, he endured the pain and held onto He Lin tightly.

"Let go right now, or don't blame me for being impolite."

Xiao Jia looked at Yu Lian in the distance, then turned to He Lin and said indifferently, "He Lin, you've gone too far. You shouldn't have treated her like that."

Upon hearing this, He Lin's gaze shifted between the two. At that moment, two older women rushed out and recognized Xiao Jia; one of them had seen him before.

"It's you!" The older sister's exclamation caught He Lin's attention. She quickly explained, "This is the person who pretended to be Uncle Chen's relative and came to our house to work a while ago."

He Lin had heard about this. He was increasingly curious—this person had gone to great lengths to prevent them from divorcing.

"You mean you like her, but you won't let us get a divorce? Give me a reason that can convince me, and I won't pursue this matter further."

He Lin had completely lost his mind at this point.

"If you divorce her, even if the consequences are severe, I will kill you."

If He Lin knew that the person in front of him was himself more than ten years later, he might think it was a fake. He had always been a rationalist, his mind filled with reason. Apart from the emotions in his marriage, he was more like an emotionless machine. The current He Lin had never experienced the joys and sorrows of romantic love, and he would never take someone he believed to have framed him seriously.

"Hmph—let him go, Xiao Zhang. I want to see how he's going to kill me."

At this moment, He Lin was completely depressed. He abandoned reason, and his past self could only remind him over and over again how badly he had treated the person he loved. When he heard his baseless slander just now, He Lin had already hallucinated. As soon as the words fell, he felt a cold touch in his hand. Looking down, he saw a sharp dagger in his hand.

Without the slightest hesitation, he stabbed his former self. A chorus of screams filled his ears. Before closing his eyes, He Lin felt as if the world was in complete chaos. The torment of the past few days made him want nothing more than to close his eyes and sleep for a very, very long time.

"Xiao Lian, don't cry. This is my own son, and I'm not even sad. Do you want to make your mother sad? Work can't be delayed. The doctor said he won't die. Go, I'll watch over you."

Yu Lian nodded weakly, forcing an awkward smile, not wanting her mother-in-law to worry: "Mom, you two keep an eye on things first, I'll come over as soon as I'm done."

"Okay, go ahead. Be careful on the road and don't think about the hospital."

Yu Lian picked up her bag and walked out of the ward. He had been perfectly fine when she saw her old friend that day, and he was fine before going to sleep too. The next morning, she even teased He Lin for sleeping in so late, which was unusual for him. But as time went on, and he didn't respond to her calls several times, Yu Lian reached out to touch him and discovered that He Lin was breathing weakly and had fallen unconscious. The family rushed him to the hospital in a panic, but the doctors couldn't find the cause—all the test results showed he was a normal person, his brain was active, and his limbs were moving; he just wouldn't open his eyes and wake up.

A full month has passed since the morning he fell into a coma. It's not just the company's business that's affected; several families are also deeply worried. Yu Lian has tried her best to suppress the news, but He Lin is constantly under scrutiny. Even spending a fortune couldn't stop the speed at which unscrupulous tabloids spread the word. The outside world is constantly focused on the situation in the hospital, disrupting normal life. A couple of days ago, they had to hire someone to clean up the scene. The hospital is much quieter now, and there aren't people crowding around every time you enter or leave.

"Sister-in-law! Come back quickly! My brother has woken up!"

As soon as Yu Lian reached the bottom of the stairs, He Xinglan leaned halfway out of the third-floor window and waved excitedly. Before the car door was even closed, Yu Lian turned and ran. She ran all the way to the third floor, panting heavily, and met He Lin's eyes as he lay on the bed with his eyes open.

For some reason, He Lin stared blankly at the ceiling with his eyes wide open, tears streaming down his face.

"He Lin? Doctor, please check him quickly, why can't he speak?"

In the past minute or two, He Xinglan had explained the current situation to her brother. He Lin understood that he had finally woken up, but the scenes he had experienced during this time were still vivid in his mind, as real as could be—the coldness of the dagger and the warmth of the blood still lingered in his right hand. Yet everything before him reminded him that it was all just a long dream.

After a preliminary examination, the doctor concluded, "He's fine; he probably just doesn't want to talk. After all, he's been in a coma for a month; he should be able to speak soon enough. We'll give Mr. He a more thorough examination later."

Hearing the doctor's words, the He family breathed a sigh of relief. Li Ying, holding back tears, went out to inform relatives and friends of the good news. He Xinglan sat on the other side of the bed, chattering on about the series of events that had happened since her brother fainted. Yu Lian stood to the side watching, not wanting to see He Lin with his eyes open, but keenly sensing that something was wrong—he seemed very afraid of her, his body slightly leaning towards He Xinglan's side. The movement was very small, hard to notice without careful observation. Moreover, his eyes were fixed straight ahead, not making eye contact with anyone.

"He Lin? Can you hear me?"

There was no response. They waited for a long time, but still nothing. Yu Lian wasn't worried, but He Xinglan was: "Sister-in-law, has my brother gone deaf?"

Yu Lian shook her head. It didn't seem like it, and there was no reason for it. "Okay, come out here first, I have something to tell you."

Yu Lian called her sister-in-law out to the hallway and whispered a few words. She didn't go back into the ward. When Li Ying returned and found her daughter-in-law missing, she immediately asked her daughter, "Where's your sister-in-law? Why isn't she here? Did the doctor call her away?"

"No, my sister-in-law said she has something urgent to attend to and will be back in an hour."

"Oh, I see. Your dad and the others will be here soon too."

He Xinglan didn't show anything wrong; she just observed silently. At first, she didn't believe it, but after many relatives and friends came to visit the ward, her brother's reaction became more and more obvious.