Wang Han knelt on the ground and trembled all over, unable to recover even after He Lianchen left.
“Son, what’s wrong with you?” Mrs. Wang was the first to come over and pull her son with red eyes: “Get up, get up.”
Wang Han remained motionless, clenching his fingers tightly.
Mrs. Wang couldn't pull it any further, so she simply paused and said in a crying voice: "Son, what's wrong with you?"
"Mom, how dare you, how dare you..." Wang Han murmured.
Mrs. Wang was stunned for a moment, her eyes confused and distressed.
"My father died early. It's not easy for you to raise me by yourself, so I turn a blind eye to whatever mischief you make and how you brag to your neighbors..." Wang Han choked up as he spoke: "Mother ...Actually, I want to tell you that every time you brag, it makes me feel ashamed and makes me feel stressed..."
Mrs. Wang had tears in her eyes: "Son..."
She didn’t understand what had happened to the good child.
“Mom, my son is the best in your opinion, but to others, it doesn’t count...” Wang Han laughed at himself.
"Son, don't scare mother...Son..." Mrs. Wang was so frightened that she hurriedly reached out and hugged her son.
Wang Han lowered his eyes, tears welling up in his eyes.
Mr. Peking University saw such a scene when he entered the hospital. He walked up inexplicably and said, "Mrs. Wang, what's wrong with you?"
Mrs. Wang turned around and saw Mr. Beida. As if she saw a life-saving straw, she grabbed the hem of his clothes with her backhand: "Sir, sir, look at my son quickly. Something is not right with my son."
Hearing this, Mr. Peking University squatted down and said, "Wang Han? What happened?"
Wang Han shook his head slightly, stood up with red eyes, but looked at his mother: "Mom, do you want your son to live, or do you want your son to die?"
"Son...what are you talking about? Of course I hope you live well." Mrs. Wang also stood up.
Mr. Beida stood up in confusion: "Wang Han, why are you talking to your mother like this?"
“If you want your son to live, come with me to Wang’s house now to apologize to Miss Ye.” Wang Han knew that there was no tolerance among the powerful, and Miss Ye was not someone to be trifled with today.
Although she didn’t know what the other person’s temper was, her mother could ruin their reputation like this, but anyone could crush them to death with just a little finger.
"What? You want me to go and apologize to Miss Ye?" Mrs. Wang stopped crying immediately, her eyes were filled with shock.
Mr. Peking University was also stunned. Why is it still related to Wang Zhai?
“Yes, I solemnly apologize.” Wang Han said.
"Why, why should I apologize to her? Son, are you going to be confused?" Mrs. Wang raised her hand and touched Wang Han's forehead.
Wang Han took a step back and avoided: "Others don't know, but I know best. None of what you say is true."
"I... everything I said is true. Miss Ye said that she saw you in the Yamen and thought you were good-looking. Let me ask you. As long as you agree to the marriage, she will have nothing to say." Mrs. Wang insisted.
Master Bei finally found something in this sentence: "The marriage between Miss Ye and Wang Han in the royal residence in the north of the city???"
"Yes, I personally said coal, and Miss Ye agreed."
…”
The image of an immortal appeared in the mind of Peking University people. Look at Wang Han again...
Suddenly his eyebrows were raised and the corners of his mouth twitched. Who would be blind enough to agree to marry such a thing?
Mrs. Wang, how dare she say it?
Who is the Wang family who dares to ask for marriage?
