"And, and..." Song Youman seemed to want to say something, but he stumbled for a long time and didn't say it.

Xia Wan'an pursed her lips, "You just say whatever you want. Is there anything worse than when he left?"

Song Youman seemed to be struggling with something. After a while, he spoke like he was burning his boats: "Also, it's... The reason why Han Jingnian had an accident this time was that someone tampered with the car in advance... The police intervened, and then someone went to the police station to report it, saying that the person who tampered with the car was Han Zhijin... Han Zhijin might have known what he did in advance, and was targeted by the police, and then absconded... Until now, there was no news about him..."

"An An, you say, why did Han Zhijin do this? Is there any difficulty with him? He has always liked and respected his uncle...An An, you say, we are all very good, and we have always been very good, how could we be like this..."

Song Youman, immersed in his thoughts, did not notice that Xia Wan'an hugged his knees, stared at the void in a daze, and kept saying what he wanted to say: "An An, I will always stand on your side... If he was really wrong about such a thing, I would not spare him... It's just An An, Mu..."

Song Youman realized that he had almost missed his mouth, so he hurriedly stopped what he almost vomited from behind.

She originally wanted to say that Mu Xi was innocent and hoped that An An would not have prejudices against Mu Xi because of Han Zhijin.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly and realized in time that Mu Xi was Han Zhijin's child. An An didn't know that. She thought that no one would know about it in the future.

Song Youman walked away for a while before turning his head to look at Xia Wan'an. The girl's eyes were dull and her expression was dull. She suddenly felt ache in her heart, and then she picked up the porridge and persuaded Xia Wan'an again.

Xia Wan'an seemed to have not heard her words, and Xiao Muxi's cry came from the next room, and she never blinked.

Song Youman had no choice but to stop his dry mouth that had already been persuaded and gently placed the porridge on the bedside table: "An An, remember to drink porridge, I'll go and see Mu Xi."

Xia Wan'an was like a piece of wood, but still didn't respond.

Song Youman sighed lightly and left the room. After she finished feeding Xiao Muxi and coaxed her to bed, she broke back. She raised her hand and just as she was about to push the door, she heard a cry that was suppressed from inside.

Song Youman subconsciously stopped her pushing the door. She stood at the door for a while, but still didn't go in and walked away silently.

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Han Jingnian's memorial service, Han Jingnian's funeral, Han Jingnian's first seven... In short, Xia Wan'an heard all the funerals related to Han Jingnian from Song Youman. She never showed her face at Han Jingnian's funeral from beginning to end.

Song Youman would try his best to talk to her every day. If she said something all day, she might not get a word of her response. When Song Youman was sleeping at night, Xia Wan'an was not asleep. When Song Youman woke up in the morning, Xia Wan'an had already opened her eyes... Song Youman didn't know whether Xia Wan'an had fallen asleep or not. Seeing that Xia Wan'an's mental state was getting worse day by day, and people were losing weight at a visible speed, she gradually couldn't sit still. Just when Song Youman was thinking about whether to find a psychiatrist for Xia Wan'an, someone rang the doorbell of her house.
Chapter completed!