Yang Qing was somewhat annoyed; how could this niece-in-law be so clueless? What was she thinking? She was trying to help her and Wen Hao, yet she sided with that vile third party.

Liu Xiangqing wasn’t particularly close to Yin Manqing, but regardless, she was the head lady of the Jiang Family, the husband’s stepmother, Jing Heng’s biological mother, not someone an outsider could criticize.

Yang Qing did not gain any favors from the Jiang Family and loudly demanded to see Jiang Wenhao, only to be informed by the doctor that the patient needed rest, and only a few were allowed inside — she, naturally, was not included.

She tried to make a show of her status as the aunt, but those around her weren’t having it.

"What about the aunt? The current Mrs. Jiang has nothing to do with your family, and it’s thanks to the generosity of the Jiang Family that they still maintain any relations with you."

Yang Qing was upset and left the hospital after staying for a while.

The others gradually also left, while Liu Xiangqing and Jiang Zhenghong went inside to visit Jiang Wenhao.

Only Jiang Jingheng remained standing outside, completely still.

"Aren’t you going in to see your brother?" Mu Yan asked.

Jiang Jingheng looked at her and asked, "Who do you think harmed him?"

Mu Yan paused and looked into his cold eyes, hesitated a bit, and said, "Without evidence, anyone could be the culprit; conversely, anyone could be innocent."

Jiang Jingheng offered no comment, raising his eyes to look ahead, making it hard for anyone to discern his thoughts.

After a while, he suddenly took her hand and said, "I’ll take you home."

Upon touch, he realized her hand was ice-cold, and upon closer inspection, she was wearing a thin dress.

March was chilly, especially with the eerie cold in the hospital corridor, chilling to the bone.

His finely curated brows furrowed slightly, and he immediately took off his coat to put it on her.

"Why didn’t you tell me you were cold?"

"I’m not cold," Mu Yan smiled at him.

Jiang Jingheng raised his hand to touch her cheek, the chill on his fingers reminded him that he had just overlooked her.

His handsome face was taut as he held her hand, saying, "I’ll take you home."

"No need, I’ll go back when my brother wakes up," Mu Yan quickly said.

He cared so much about his brother; she didn’t want to waste his time.

"Brother is fine now, having his sister-in-law with him is enough," Jiang Jingheng’s eyes darkened, pulling her along.

Mu Yan wanted to say something, but he didn’t give her a chance.

His steps were too big; as soon as she stepped forward, a piercing pain shot through her ankle, causing her face to pale considerably.

Noticing something was wrong, Jiang Jingheng immediately turned to see her pained expression, his demeanor shifted drastically, and he asked urgently, "What’s wrong?"

"It’s nothing," Mu Yan smiled at him.

Jiang Jingheng’s expression turned somewhat sour, "Hiding something from me?"

Mu Yan was about to speak when suddenly the door of the hospital room opened, and Jiang Wenhui emerged.

She saw Jiang Jingheng and Mu Yan and seemed to think of something, saying, "Jingheng, why are you still here?"

Jiang Jingheng ignored her, his eyes fixed on Mu Yan, asking, "Where does it hurt?"

Jiang Wenhui cast a surprised glance at Mu Yan, "You haven’t told Jing Heng yet?"

She said to Jiang Jingheng, "Jing Heng, when we arrived earlier, Nuannuan twisted her ankle. You should take her to see a doctor and get some ointment, or it won’t heal quickly."

Mu Yan looked at Jiang Jingheng and said, "I’m fine, it’s just a twist."

Jiang Jingheng looked at her without saying a word, but anyone could tell from his demeanor that he wasn’t pleased.

Mu Yan whispered, "I’m sorry."

Jiang Wenhui listened, frowning, "Jingheng, if you hadn’t left Nuannuan alone, she wouldn’t have twisted her ankle. Why are you still giving her a hard time?" 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Jiang Jingheng ignored her and immediately picked up Mu Yan and walked ahead.