Chapter 1785 He Helped

Sun Yuhan kept crying. She was unwilling to let all these misfortunes fall on her alone. Even if he was going to be crippled, there would be someone to accompany her. It was impossible that everyone else was fine, but she was the only one who became a cripple. This was unfair. Yes, this was unfair. This was not fair at all.

"Okay," Ye Jianguo agreed quickly, fearing that Sun Yuhan would go crazy and hurt him.

Now as long as his granddaughter could be happy and didn't hurt herself, he could do anything that was against the will of heaven and earth. Even if it meant killing Yan Huan, he was willing to do it. He only had this granddaughter.

For his granddaughter, he could do anything.

Sun Yuhan was satisfied. She tightly grabbed the buttons on her clothes, as if to vent her anger. At this time, she didn't know who she thought these buttons were. It seemed that she was peeling the person's skin, pulling the person's tendons, and drinking the person's blood.

And she never worried about herself, even if Yan Huan was still alive, and what she did was known to others, what would happen? In the end, Ye Jianguo was still there. As long as Ye Jianguo was there, this was the most solid fortress in her life, and the backer that would never collapse.

Her backer would not fall, and it would never fall.

This is why she was fearless, even if she killed that woman, you see, they knew it was her who did it, and her people were here, but they didn't even dare to fart.

With a snap, she pulled off the button, but the sharp corner of the button cut her finger, and then a drop of blood fell down, reflected in the clothes in her hand, and then transferred a small red plum.

This red plum was not beautiful, and even had some unspeakable horror. She threw the dress to the ground as if her hand was burned, and then threw the pillow and other things on it, but her hand was still trembling slightly, and then, there was the kind of dull pain that seemed to never dissipate.

A few days passed, and Sun Yuhan forgot some things, or maybe she never remembered them. She had no legs, but she still had servants. Recently, she bought a lot of luxury goods, including brand-name bags, brand-name perfumes, and several lipsticks worth thousands of dollars. She bought a lot of them, and also bought several pairs of shoes made by internationally renowned designers. However, after buying them, she threw them away because she didn't want them, and she hated them and threw them directly into the trash can. What broken shoes, and high heels, haha, high heels, can she still wear high heels now? Is this a satire or a mockery of her?

And she had completely forgotten that the shoes were chosen by her own hands, and it was impossible for someone to force them on her. However, when the shoes came back, she began to dislike them. She hated the shoes, and hated her legs that could never stand up.

Isn't it said that there are organ transplants? Even the heart can be transplanted, so what else can't be transplanted? Legs can be transplanted, right? She wants Yan Huan's legs.

Yes, she wants Yan Huan's legs. If she gives her Yan Huan's legs, she can walk, she can film, her life will be complete, she can continue to be famous, she can still be the eldest daughter of the Ye family, and she can live whatever she wants.

Yes, that's it, that's it.

"Grandpa..." She pushed the wheelchair into Ye Jianguo's study. Not surprisingly, there were some famous landscape paintings hanging on the wall. Sun Yuhan didn't understand these, and every time she came in, she was thinking about not the artistic conception of these paintings, but which dynasty these paintings were from and how much they were worth. In short, everything had nothing to do with art.

"Why don't you sleep a little longer?" Ye Jianguo rubbed Sun Yuhan's hair. It felt like his daughter was still around, but now his daughter was gone, leaving only this little blood. When he saw this child, it was like seeing his own daughter, so no matter what the child did, he would tolerate it.

"Grandpa," Sun Yuhan raised her face, tears rolling down in strings, "Grandpa, I will be a useless person in the future. I am sorry for my mother and the life she gave me. Grandpa, can you help me?"

"Okay," Ye Jianguo's eyes turned red when he mentioned his daughter who was no longer there, "Tell me, how do you want grandpa to help you?"

"Grandpa, can you help me get Yan Huan's legs? I want her legs. As long as her legs are transplanted to me, I can walk, and I don't have to be a cripple or a disabled person."

"Okay," Ye Jianguo still agreed. No matter whether Sun Yuhan made such a request, whether it was reasonable or not, or whether it was realistic, he would agree. As long as his granddaughter could be happy, let alone legs, he could get her life.

Yan Huan was telling stories to the three children. She had nothing to do now, so she stayed at home with the children. The three little guys sat upright, their similar faces full of curiosity, and of course they were listening carefully. Even if the stories their mother told were bizarre, they sounded good to the children.

After a while, Ye Shuyun came in and rubbed Xiao Qi and Xiao Guang's heads.

"We are going to rest. Mom is tired too. Let Mom go to sleep, okay?"

"Okay," the three children agreed in unison and followed their grandmother out.

Xunxun looked back every few steps, looking at her mother from time to time, her little mouth was pouting, she wanted to sleep with her mother, but she also knew that her mother was sick, so she couldn't be with her mother.

She pouting her little mouth, feeling very sad.

"Sister, let's play with toys together," Xiao Qi and Xiao Guang each held their sister's hand.

"Yes," Xunxun agreed obediently, and she would occupy her brothers' toys in a while. Her brothers would give her whatever she wanted, and they never kept anything to themselves.

Yan Huan was relieved to see that the three children had left. Indeed, taking care of three children was really tiring, and she was still a patient now.

She took the laptop that Lu Yi had put aside, opened it and casually read it. There was nothing important recently, and she couldn't find any news about Su Muran or Su Yuhan. Of course, even she herself was short of information.

Su Muren is smart. There is no news about him now. I think he wants to keep his presence low by being unknown so as to avoid being discovered by these people and losing everything he has.