Chapter 470: Two Accidents (II)

Seeing that the fight was getting bigger, Old Madam Han frowned. She wanted to stop the two women from fighting, but it was as if they were locked together by super glue; no matter how hard she pulled, the two of them wouldn’t separate. What was more, the more they were locked together, the fiercer their fight became.

Han Xuehan was stunned when she saw her mother punching and kicking Second Aunt Han; she wanted to stop them, but she soon realised that she was helpless. She could not even pull the two of them apart, much less stop the fight from continuing any further.

Han Ziyan, on the other hand, lowered her head; a sinister glint flashed in her eyes, and she took a step forward.

However, as soon as she came forward, Second Aunt Han saw her. She knew Han Ziyan well enough to know that she must have some evil scheme cooking in her head. So when the woman walked over, she hurriedly sidestepped, and Meng Yunhan, who was about to push her down, ended up brushing past her and bumping into Han Ziyan, who was pushed back.

Her stomach hit the corner of the table due to the fall, and Han Ziyan, who did not expect such a thing to happen, could only widen her eyes and slide down to the floor with her stomach in her hands. "It hurts. It hurts so much."

When Meng Yunhan saw what happened, she grew anxious and hurried forward. "Ziyan...Ziyan... I did not mean to—" She turned and looked at Second Aunt Han before roaring, "It’s you...you are the one who—"

"I didn’t do anything. Don’t you try to put the blame on my head," sneered Second Aunt Han. "You were the one who bumped into her, so what does that have to do with me?" She was not going to take this blame no matter what. Did Meng Yunhan think she was Han Yichen? That she would take the blame even when she was not in the wrong? If so, then Meng Yunhan was in for a rough time.

Meng Yunhan looked at her sister-in-law with some resentment. "What is wrong with you? No matter how angry you are, you cannot act like this. You dare to say that you did not sidestep because you wanted to hurt Ziyan? If something happens to Ziyan, will you feel happy?"

"Hah! How dare you say that? Anyone could see it with their eyes open. Your daughter rushed to bump into me; if one did not know any better, they would think that she did it because she wanted to frame me plus get rid of the child in her belly."

Meng Yunhan gritted her teeth when she heard Second Aunt Han’s remarks. "You—"

"Alright, you two stop with the quibbling." Old Madam Han felt like her head was about to burst. She raised her head and glared at her two daughters-in-law before saying, "Cheng, take Ziyan to the hospital. Deal with what is important first. We will take care of the rest of the matter once she is all right."

Han Cheng nodded and then carried Han Ziyan out of the house at once.

Once Han Cheng was gone, Meng Yunhan scrambled to her feet as well. She glared at her sister-in-law and said to her, "If something happens to Ziyan, then I will never forgive you." She then quickly followed after Han Ziyan and Han Cheng.

Though Second Aunt Han was somewhat terrified by the threat, she still stubbornly insisted. "So who cares about your little threats? Do you think that I am scared? Your daughter did something so shameless, and we haven’t even started on that, yet you dare to make a fuss."

"Alright, speak a little less." Old Madam Han glared at her second daughter-in-law, who was making a fuss. She knew what her second daughter-in-law said was not wrong, but this was not the time to make a fuss.

"AHHHHH!!!"

Just as soon as she finished speaking, a wretched scream echoed in the backyard. Startled and shocked, Old Madam Han rushed toward the backyard with Second Aunt Han. When the two of them arrived at the backyard, they saw Han Yong sitting on a firecracker.

"What are you even doing?" Old Madam Han was simply bewildered. What was going on with their family? First it was Han Ziyan, and now it was Han Yong. Han Ziyan, she could understand, but what about Han Yong? Why was the man sitting on a firecracker?

Han Yong glared at Han Jianyou, who lowered his head at once. Seeing that the boy was feeling guilty, he could only grit his teeth, and even if he wanted to say something, he couldn’t. Because the pain made him unable to say a word.

"Help him up." Old Madam Han was shocked by the sudden accidents that took place one after another, but what could she do other than take care of the mess that had happened in front of her?

Second Aunt Han hurried forward to help Han Yong up, and even though she knew that the matter had something to do with Han Jianyou, she did not say anything. She was smart enough to know that Han Jianyou was already feeling guilty enough.

Old Madam Han’s heart ached for her eldest grandson, but she was also distressed when she saw Han Jianyou crying. "Alright, alright. Your uncle is fine. His skin is rough, and his flesh is thick. He will be fine. My dear, there is no need for you to cry anymore. If you cry again, I will break your legs." She turned fierce when she saw that the boy was still crying.

Han Jianyou choked on his cries; he did not know whether to laugh or cry.

Han Yong’s injury was on his butt, so naturally, his life was not in danger. However, he still had undergone surgery. After all, there was explosive powder left in the wound, so they needed to clean it up.