How many good brothers do you have? | BL, MTL

Chapter 100: Baby, you are so busy / Who else caught your eye?

Jian Shangwen put on the watch.

When he lowered his eyes to look at the watch strap that was wrapped around his fair wrist like a black silk ribbon, he gently stroked it and felt a slightly cold touch. This was not a watch, but a way out he left for himself.

If Luo Zhiye were to turn against him for Xu Yang.

In the entertainment industry, almost no one can keep him from Luo Zhiye's clutches, but Shen Yi can.

Jian Shangwen was gambling. When he realized the possibility of becoming an enemy of Luo Zhiye last night, he instantly thought of a way out. He could have chosen not to answer Shen Yi's call, but he did.

In his previous life, he was very stubborn. No matter what happened, he wanted to handle it on his own.

Actually think about it carefully.

What Shen Yi said was right, wasn't it? When a person has resources in his hands, if he doesn't learn to make good use of them, he is a real fool. In this life, he must survive, and survive well, and for this, he must do whatever it takes.

...

Noon.

Jian Shangwen left his apartment and went to the hospital.

The old man stayed in the hospital for more than half a month. This time when he went to see Mingtian, his mental state was much better than before. Jian Shangwen brought some pastries over, and the old man was very happy.

He stayed with him in the ward until the afternoon.

finally.

As the sun gradually set, he waited for the person he wanted to wait for. A slender figure walked in from outside. Mrs. Liang came to chat with the old man as usual, and she was a little surprised to see an extra young man in the ward.

Jian Shangwen looked back at her, smiled slightly and said, "Hello, we have met before."

Mrs. Liang remembered, and she asked, "It's you, the old man's grandson?"

Jian Shangwen nodded and said, "It's me. I just came back from work this time and happened to bring a few more flavors of pastries. If you don't mind, you can try them."

Mrs. Liang smiled and said, "Okay, okay, then I'll try it."

The pastries were placed on a table not far away, a little far from the old man's bed.

Mrs. Liang still had a smile on her face when she bit one of the cakes, but soon she stopped moving and found a small piece of paper in the cake.

The sofa happens to be a blind spot for surveillance.

Because of Mr. Liang's extreme desire for control, she was also wearing monitoring devices all over her body. She first looked at Jian Shangwen in surprise, then lowered her head and opened the note.

The note was written in neat handwriting: Do you need any help?

Mrs. Liang's hands trembled.

It was a little hard to believe. She had been locked up for too long. Since she gave birth to a child, she had suffered from postpartum depression. Since she learned that her first love might have been forced to death by the Liang family, her depression became more serious. Her husband locked her up in the hospital. She was the only daughter in the family. Her parents passed away early. Only a grandfather was still alive. No one could take care of her.

She thought about running away and resisting.

She would only be oppressed by the excuse of illness. Her family was able to marry into the Liang family, which was very powerful. But since she was admitted to the hospital, her family's finances were slowly swallowed up by the Liang family. She was isolated and helpless, unable to die, and living was painful...