Prepare to Go to Jail!

Peng Zezai stood straight, and Zhao Jia's soft body was pressed against his back. She gently caressed his left hand, and it felt a little itchy. In the next second, his slender fingers pierced the gaps between her fingers.

"Ah!" He fiercely grasped Zhao Jia's hand, and she cried out in pain. However, she said, "Hubby, I've been wronged. I didn't push her..."

She leaned her head on Peng Zezai's back. He had no discernible scent. He was fresh and clean.

She did not mind.

She continued to lean on him.

"Zezai!" This was the first time Old Madam Peng had seen the two of them so intimate. Zhao Jia actually held onto his hand, and her voice was soft and coquettish.

Her pupils dilated in shock, and her eyeballs seemed to bulge. "Do you believe her nonsense? She didn't push her, but she wanted to save her?"

"I do," Peng Zezai said

"You..." When Old Madam Peng heard this, she became even angrier. "Zhao Jia, come forward. You don't even look like a lady from a noble family. You're not even standing properly!"

He believed her!

He actually believed her.

Although she did not understand the exact situation, it felt especially good to have someone believe her.

She stood beside Peng Zezai and leaned her head against his body. "Can't a lady from a noble family act coquettishly with her husband? I'm sick. It's only right for my husband to take care of me..."

When Old Madam Peng heard this, she was so disgusted that she wanted to throw up.

The gentle lady performance was just an illusion.

Now, Zhao Jia was her true self. Her character was bad and betrayed her bad upbringing.

Old Madam Peng said sternly, "I don't care what excuses you have. Wan Wan is in a coma because of you. If you don't personally watch over her when she wakes up, I'm going to the police. No matter what explanation you can concoct, it won't be enough. Prepare to go to jail!"

"Grandma," Peng Zezai said coldly, "It's too early to make a conclusion now. Let's wait for Wanqing to wake up first. You're tired. Go back and rest."

"Zezai, why are you protecting her? She doesn't have good intentions!" Old Madam Peng was very angry. "Wan Wan is like your biological sister. Now, she's not family but you're not helping her get justice..."

"Grandma, she's the outsider, right...?" Zhao Jia laughed. "I'm your granddaughter-in-law."

She almost blurted out, "I don't have a granddaughter-in-law like you.". However, Zezai's current attitude was ambiguous, so it was not prudent for her to say anything more. Sooner or later, they would get a divorce. Peng Zezai did not like her.

She thought of how happy Zhao Jia had been when they got married back then, and how sad she would be when they divorce. With such a vicious heart, sooner or later, she would suffer retribution.

"I see that you're in good spirits. You don't need to stay at the hospital any longer. Come back earlier tonight and recover. You've lost a lot of weight recently." Old Madam Peng's attitude changed, "Zezai, don't be sad. Wan Wan is blessed. She'll be fine."

The corners of Zhao Jia's mouth twitched. Peng Zezai was sad for another woman?

Tsk.

They were indeed childhood sweethearts and had feelings for each other. If they divorced, this guy would immediately marry Wanqing, right?

Once Old Madam Peng left, he let go of Zhao Jia's hand before the ward door even closed. Peng Zezai decisively pulled out a wet tissue from the table to wipe his hands. He wiped his fingers wiped clean.

It was as if he had grabbed something dirty just now.

Zhao Jia looked at her hands. They were fair and clean, and her nails were pink. They were very beautiful and clean.

The ring on her fourth finger seemed to be mocking her. Her marriage was unfortunate, and her husband did not love her.

"Hubby, thank you for believing me just now..." she said with a smile.

"There were a lot of people at the scene. If this matter gets escalated, when you enter the police station, you will not only lose your dignity, but also embarrass the Peng family." Peng Zezai threw away the sixth wet tissue, and looked at her "I don't care if you have amnesia or if you want to put on an act forever."

She had been careless.

She thought that Peng Zezai really believed her, but in the end, he was just a selfish guy.

It was for his own sake.

"Although I don't remember, I believe in myself. I have never done such a thing." Zhao Jia stood by the bed, and her small face was pale.

Even holding her hand made him feel so disgusted. If that child really was his, Peng Zezai would probably want to cut off a certain part of his body, and immediately become a eunuch.

When Zhao Jia thought of this, she could not help but smile. Her dimples made her look extremely beautiful.

When the two doctors saw Peng Zezai in the ward, their hearts trembled.

Why was this beautiful god here? Wasn't it a little beauty who asked them to come just now?

One of them said with trepidation, "Young Master Peng, is she feeling unwell?" Peng Zezai placed his clean hand into his pocket and walked out. "Her brain."

Zhao Jia snorted lightly and looked at his back angrily. 'You are the one who has a problem with your brain! Your whole family is crazy.'

The two young doctors stared at Zhao Jia's face. 'Mrs. Peng is really a rare beauty. She is so beautiful even when she is sick.'