The billionaire uncle who married her ex-husband

As soon as she got off the plane, Jian Xia switched her phone back from flight mode to normal mode, and then she received more than a dozen missed call notifications. She opened them and saw that they were all from her home landline number, and the last one was five minutes ago. Without time to think about what happened, Jian Xia immediately dialed her home landline number. "Madam, your phone finally got through." "Aunt Qing, what happened?" "The young master had a high fever of 40 degrees last night and is now in the hospital." "What?!" ... Aunt Qing said that her son had contracted acute pneumonia. Before boarding the plane in the United States, Jian Xia had called her son, and he was fine at that time. How could he suddenly contract acute pneumonia? Along the way, Jian Xia didn't know how she spent it. Her heart seemed to be roasted on fire, and every minute was torture. Arriving at the hospital, Jian Xia rushed out of the car and ran to the pediatric inpatient department, fearing that if she was a second late, her son's pain would deepen. Jian Xia was not unfamiliar with the VIP ward area of ​​the pediatric department. It was very quiet at around six in the morning. Even the nurse on duty fell asleep on the nurse's desk. For fear of disturbing others' peace, Jian Xia almost subconsciously walked lightly towards her son's ward. "Ayan, my son's high fever hasn't subsided yet. Will he be okay?" When Jian Xia was still three or four meters away from her son's ward, a gentle and panic-stricken voice suddenly came into her ears, like a thunderclap, striking her unexpectedly. This voice was too familiar, so familiar that Jian Xia couldn't even believe that what she heard was true. "Silly! Stop thinking about it. Didn't the doctor say that it takes a process for the fever to go down? If it goes down all at once, it's not normal." Just as Jian Xia raised her leg to get closer to confirm whether she had heard it wrong, another more familiar voice poured into her ears, vibrating her eardrums strongly. Jian Xia was shocked and froze in place. "When will Jian Xia come back?" "She has an important meeting in the United States and she shouldn't come back so soon, so don't worry, just stay here with your son! I have told the doctors and nurses here, they won't say anything nonsense." Jian Xia's hands hanging by her side gradually clenched into fists. However, she didn't understand when her son, who she gave birth to after eight months of pregnancy and almost lost her life, became Yan Yiru's son. Raising her leg, Jian Xia wanted to rush into the ward, to question her husband who had slept with her for almost three years, and her good friends who grew up with her like sisters, how everything came back. However, her steps suddenly seemed to be filled with lead, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move. "Ayan, tell me, if one day, Jian Xia knew that the son who had been living with her was not hers at all, and she gave birth to a daughter, would she go crazy?" ——Daughter! She gave birth to a daughter? ! Jian Xia's eyebrows suddenly frowned, and her bright pupils kept shrinking. "Hmph!" A cold snort of disdain penetrated through the layers of air, like a needle tip, pierced into Jian Xia's ears, and pierced her heart fiercely. "If she goes crazy, then can't our family of three be together legitimately?" All rationality, at this moment, completely broke apart. Jian Xia is crazy! At this moment, she is really crazy! "Bang!" The loud noise made Leng Yan and Yan Yiru, who were hugging each other on the sofa, look towards the door at the same time. When they saw clearly who the woman was who rushed towards them, they both widened their eyes in shock and forgot to react. "Xia Xia, you..." "Pah!" Before Yan Yiru could finish her words, Jian Xia had already rushed in front of them, raised her hand, and slapped Leng Yan hard in the face. "Xia Xia, listen to me..." "Shut up!" Jian Xia roared, "Yan Yiru, get out of here!" "Xia Xia..." Yan Yiru stood up from Leng Yan's arms and reached out to hold Jian Xia, "Xia Xia, things are not what you think, Leng Yan and I..." "Not what I think?!" "Hahaha..." Jian Xia sneered, tears slipped out, her frosty eyes fell on Yan Yiru's face like a knife, "My dear sister, then tell me, what is going on between you and my husband?" "I... I came to see Xiaojun, just accidentally fell into A Yan's arms." "Really?!" Jian Xia smiled, the delicate and moving appearance of Yan Yiru in front of her was just like a demon with bared fangs and claws. She raised her hand and wanted to fall on Yan Yiru's face. However, her hand was just raised in the air and was intercepted by a big hand. "Jian Xia, you can hit me, but you are not allowed to hit Yi Ru." Jian Xia's hateful eyes suddenly swept towards Leng Yan, "Where is my daughter? Where is my daughter?" When Leng Yan and Yan Yi Ru heard this, their faces turned pale instantly. "What daughter? I don't know." "Leng Yan, you beast!" Leng Yan gritted his teeth, grabbed Jian Xia's hand and threw it aside. "Ah!" "Bang!" Jian Xia's forehead hit the corner of the coffee table heavily, and bright liquid gushed out instantly. "Woo, mom..." The sleeping child on the bed was finally awakened, "Mom..." Jian Xia, who fell to the ground, tried to prop herself up and looked at the bed. The corner of her mouth pulled out a faint and gentle arc. She reached out and wanted to hug the child, but her vision became more and more blurred, more and more blurred... ...