Chapter 12 She is a substitute

When she regained consciousness, the smell of disinfectant filled her nose. Wen Yuhua moved her eyelashes with great effort and finally opened them.

"Hua Bao, don't move."

Without having time to put down the food in his hands, Jiang Liu hurriedly supported the woman, "Does it still hurt?"

"What's wrong with me?"

Wen Yuhua gently held her head and found that there was a layer of gauze wrapped around her forehead.

"Car accident."

Jiang Liu spoke briefly and put two pillows behind her. "But you are lucky. You only had some scratches and a slight concussion. But the other person was in a terrible situation. He was knocked unconscious by the airbag and his legs were broken. He is still in surgery."

Jiang Liu lowered his voice and continued, "I heard that the other party is a wealthy woman who drives an eight million Ferrari."

Wen Yuhua frowned again, and suddenly thought that she should go and divorce Lin Hechuan today.

She tilted her head and looked. It was already dark and the clock hand had pointed to half past eight.

"Hiss~" Wen Yuhua frowned slightly, "Aliu, quickly bring me my phone."

Jiang Liu didn't understand why, but she still took out her damaged cell phone .

After pressing the power button, a series of messages popped up. Before she could take a closer look, a phone call came in.

It’s Lin Hechuan.

Wen Yuhua pressed the answer button, "Hello, Hechuan, today I——"

"Wen Yuhua, are you kidding me?" The man said in a cold and calm voice, "Aren't you going through the divorce procedures? Where are you? Are you worried that you won't get a share of the Lin family's money and won't be able to enjoy the wealth and glory anymore?"

All the words Wen Yuhua wanted to say were stuck in her throat and she could no longer make any sound.

The second hand on the wall ticked away . The ward was completely silent except for the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the treetops.

An inexplicable sense of tension crept up on the man's heart. Listening to the strange silence on the phone, he finally couldn't help but speak.

"If you don't want to leave, we can just not ..."

"I'm sorry, Dr. Lin. I have something to do today. Can we arrange a divorce another day?"

"Some other time?" Lin Hechuan sneered, "Do you think I'm as free as you? Wen Yuhua, I don't have time to argue with you. Since you broke the appointment, don't even think about letting me go again!"

The phone was hung up and silence returned to my ears.

Wen Yuhua held the phone in his hand with a calm expression.

"Hua Bao, are you okay?"

Jiang Liu asked cautiously.

"It's okay, I'm just a little hungry. Did the doctor say I can eat?"

She looked up, her face unrecognizable.

"Sure." Jiang Liu served her a bowl of black chicken soup. The woman took it and swallowed it spoonful by spoonful.

Jiang Liu was worried that the woman would not be able to get over it, and also worried that she would get over it too much. He looked at her again and again, and Wen Yuhua finally couldn't hold it in anymore.

"What's wrong, A Liu? You look weird."

"How do you feel now?" Jiang Liu carefully asked, "Just now..."

"Aliu, I would be heartbroken and anxious about gains and losses only if I love someone, but now I don't love anymore."

Wen Yuhua spoke softly, her face was pale, and her voice was somewhat morbidly fragile.

But when she said this, her resolute look made Jiang Liu remember it for the rest of his life.

Jiang Liu was stunned for a moment, then reacted, "Okay, Huabao is the only one who is beautiful, let's make these two dogs and bitches become garbage together!"

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Lin Hechuan never called her or even contacted her again since then.

This man seemed to have disappeared in the woman's world. If she hadn't occasionally seen the man in Ye Xi's circle of friends, she would have thought that the man had disappeared.

As the days passed, Wen Yuhua took a week off to recuperate.

A mild concussion can be serious or minor. She originally wanted to go home, but Jiang Liu insisted that she stay in the hospital, saying that he was worried about the sequelae, so she had no choice but to agree.

The car owner who hit the person stayed in the ICU for three days, and Wen Yuhua was not in a hurry.

According to the traffic police who handled the accident, the owner of the car that hit the person was trying to avoid an old man who ran a red light, but he turned the steering wheel in the wrong direction and hit the person.

Wen Yuhua suffered an unexpected disaster.

Jiang Liu was furious. "Why did she have to avoid people and bump into you? Can't the families of those old men take good care of the elderly? Why did they cross the road?"

Wen Yuhua closed the law book in her hand and calmly comforted him, "Maybe it's just my destiny. Besides, I only have a slight concussion. I'm lucky."

"I'm just so angry." Jiang Liu's eyes were red, and she sniffed, "If it weren't for this car accident, you would have escaped from the Lin family's den long ago, and you wouldn't have been hospitalized here."

Wen Yuhua patted her shoulder gently, "It's okay, I'm not in a hurry. For me, divorce or not is just a matter of a certificate, but for him it's related to his lifelong event. Logically, he should be more anxious than me."

The woman smiled faintly and gently stroked the leather-covered notebook in her hand.

"That's true." Jiang Liu picked up an apple and peeled the skin bit by bit with a knife. "But I won't be at ease until you get a divorce..."

"You are Wen Yuhua?!"

Their conversation was interrupted by a voice.

The man was sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown. Both of his legs were in plaster, his right hand was broken, and his head was wrapped in gauze. His whole appearance was described as "miserable".

If she hadn't been able to speak, the two wouldn't have been able to guess her gender.

"I'm sorry, who are you?"

Wen Yuhua racked her brains but couldn't find the corresponding person.

"You don't recognize me!" The woman's voice suddenly raised, with a look of disbelief.

"You are a mummy, do you think everyone has to know you?" Jiang Liuteng stood up and looked the woman up and down, "Yes, you are no different from a mummy now."

The woman in the wheelchair rolled her eyes at Jiang Liu, then turned to look at Wen Yuhua.

"You forgot that before your husband went abroad, we threw him a party and you went to find him and bring him home."

The woman in the wheelchair looked at him with sarcasm in her eyes, "I asked him why he wanted to go abroad. Have you forgotten what he said ?"

Wen Yuhua's brows paused slightly, and long-forgotten memories were opened.

Just a year ago, their relationship was already very bad, and Lin Hechuan unilaterally ignored her for a long time.

Wen Yuhua thought that she had done something wrong, so she became even more gentle and attentive, and served the man attentively.

That time she prepared dinner at home and waited for a long time but the man didn't come home.

Wen Yuhua plucked up the courage to go to the hospital, but the assistant told her that the man had already passed away.

She called Zheng Le again and found out that Lin Hechuan was going abroad tomorrow and everyone was holding a farewell party for him.

In an instant, a huge sense of humiliation and anger surged into her mind, and tears flowed uncontrollably, running across her fair and delicate face and dripping into her neck.

She thought they were just having a temporary cold war, but Lin Hechuan was actually going abroad!

What’s even more outrageous is that as his partner, she didn’t even know that his man was going abroad.

She forgot how she felt at the time, she only remembered that she felt depressed and wanted to ask the man for an explanation.

Why did you ignore her? Why didn't you tell her that you were going abroad? Why did you pour cold water on her after giving her passionate love?

Wen Yuhua drove at lightning speed all the way, and the half-hour journey was compressed into more than ten minutes.

As soon as she went upstairs, she heard laughter coming from a man and a woman inside the door.

A girl asked in a playful voice, "Why does Brother Chuan want to go abroad?"

She also wanted to know the answer, and her hand that was pushing the door stopped abruptly.

Not long after, the man's low voice came, word by word, like carving words on her heart with a carving knife, "How can the substitute at home compare to childhood sweethearts."

Suddenly, everyone burst into laughter.

No one knew that she was standing outside the door with trembling hands and tears streaming down her face.

It felt like I had a long and gentle dream, and at that moment I woke up and saw myself sleeping in the mud.

The roses in the dream turned into weeds, diamonds were just inconspicuous stones on the roadside, and even the sweet words said by men were made of spotted poisonous snakes.

It was also at that moment that she realized that she was actually a substitute for someone else.