"Cruel?" Ou Jue curled his lips coldly: "Why don't she feel cruel when she lied to me? Why don't she feel cruel when she stole the U disk? Why don't she feel cruel when her sister killed my father? You are talking cruel to me now? It's ridiculous."

Zhou Ming was shocked by his ferocious look. The boss had never mentioned this matter again in the past few days. He thought the boss was trying hard to make him forget, but he did not expect that the painful things were constantly suppressing and fermenting in his heart, but instead became more and more intense.

He always felt that something would happen sooner or later if this continued, but he didn't know how to solve it. He was worried that his body would relapse again, so he could only comfort him first: "Okay, okay, it's me that I said the wrong thing. Boss, don't be angry, hurry up and go to the crib to rest."

Ou Jue snorted coldly, and then asked after returning to the hospital bed, "Have you investigated what I asked you to investigate?"

Since knowing the truth, Ou Jue has set his eyes on the mysterious organization behind Ding Wan.

They are the culprits of all this, and Ou Jue would not let go of anything he said this time.

Zhou Ming quickly retrieved a piece of information from his mobile phone and handed it over: "This is what I followed your instructions. Shunze Ding Huan's line was followed and I got the news. I have found out the specific address of the other party, but they are powerful. If we just come to the door directly, we may not get any benefits."

"I know this in my mind. You should collect their evidence of guilt as much as possible. At that time, I must use one blow to completely destroy this organization."

His anger had nowhere to be revealed. If he had known who was the murderer who hurt his relatives before, Ou Jueba would not have to tear the other party into pieces.

But now the murderer is Ding Wan's sister. He had thought about taking action, but he also knew very well what Ding Huan meant to Ding Wan?

If something happened to Ding Huan, it would be equivalent to killing Ding Wan.

He hated him, but he couldn't bear to see her being hurt, so he could only torture himself over and over again.

He hated his cowardice, his trust, and his powerlessness.

I hate him even more for a special liking.

I knew that the other party was lying to myself from beginning to end, but I knew that this relationship was impossible.

But he was unwilling to hurt her, and even was able to tolerate the murderer against his conscience because the other party was her sister.

Ou Jue was so depressed that he was about to go crazy, and he was eager to do something. The mysterious organization that repeatedly provoked him was the best Xuan'er roar. He must have to make the other party pay the price.

At the same time, Ding Wan also returned to the ward.

Ding Huan said with anger on his face, "Sister, what did you hear that guy say just now, right? You are so seriously injured now, and you run over to see him, but he doesn't even see you. It's just too much."

"Shut up." Ding Wan finally interrupted her unbearable.

She looked up at Ding Huan. She and her sister had been dependent on each other for life and treated her like her father and mother. Perhaps it was because of her tolerance and doting that she became like this.

"Did you not have a trace of regret yet? If you kill his father, he is his only relative in the world. If he doesn't touch you, he is already showing mercy. Do you still expect him to take the initiative to admit his mistake to me?"

"I..." Ding Huan was speechless because it was true. If it weren't for his own reasons, Ding Wan and Ou Jue wouldn't have become what he is now.

The silent Ding Huan lowered his head guiltily and whispered: "Sister, I'm sorry."

Ding Wan was only angry with Ding Huan for a moment. After she accused her sister, she felt regretful.

Because anyone can blame Ding Huan, but she can't do it. Ding Huan does all this for himself.

Ding Wan had no position to accuse her sister, but he just vented the grievances he had suffered from Ou Jue on Ding Huan, which made Ding Wan feel very guilty.

"Huanhuan, I should say that I am sorry for me. I shouldn't have lost my temper at you. I'm sorry."

Hearing what Ding Wan said, Ding Huan shook his head and said, "Sister, don't apologize to me, I know I did the wrong thing."

Looking at his sensible sister, he thought of Ou Jue who is now cold to him, and Ding Wan fell into pain again.

Ding Huan understood the pain in his sister's heart, lowered her head and bit her lower lip, not knowing what she was thinking.

In fact, Ou Jue in the ward was not having a good time at this time. God knew how much willpower he had just used to treat Ding Wan ruthlessly.

Ou Jue only felt that God was making a big joke for him, and he didn't want to avenge his father, but when he saw Ding Huan, he remembered Ding Wan.

Looking at Ding Huan and Ding Wan's exact same face, Ou Jue couldn't do it anyway.

So I can only just live by the way, and it will be a day to endure it.

Although Ding Wan felt very uncomfortable by Ou Jue's cold attitude, he was in order to make up for the mistakes his sister made.

The next morning, Ding Wan forced himself to support himself and borrowed a small kitchen where he could cook to make a pot of soup for Ou Jue.

Ding Wan still remembers that when Ou Jue was hospitalized, he especially liked drinking the soup she made.

While putting ingredients into the pot, I struggled to support my body.

Ding Huan stood aside and looked at Ding Wan with a worried look on his face: "Sister, if it doesn't work, I'll do it, your body can't hold on."

Ding Wan was sweating profusely because of the pain in the wound. He shook his head gently, his lips turned white, but he still stood stubbornly and refused to leave.

"No, I'll do it myself. Brother Ou Jue likes the soup I cook with me."

However, if you like to drink in the past, it does not mean that you like to drink now.

Ding Huan could almost imagine what kind of insults his sister would suffer if she really gave the soup.

But she didn't dare to say this, Ding Huan was worried that her sister would be unable to think about it because of this.

So I could only stand aside but stopped and help Ding Wan as much as possible.

It’s not that Ding Wan didn’t notice her sister’s expression of wanting to speak but stopping. She also knew what Ding Huan was thinking now. Ding Wan knew these principles better than anyone else.

But Ding Wan, who was deceiving herself, still wanted to give it a try. She didn't want to believe that Ou Jue really didn't love her business.

After finally making the soup, Ding Wan felt as if he had died once and was exhausted. If Ding Huan hadn't been beside him, Ding Wan would have fallen down now.

Ding Huan looked at Ding Wan with distress, helped her to sit down in a wheelchair, and said with distress: "Sister, take a break, how are you doing? Is the wound hurting?"
Chapter completed!