Yang Bingqing trembled in happiness with a dam gushing out of her eyes.

  "Oh my God……My Mingshen is interested in a woman……For the first time……I thought you were either celibate or gay."

  Mingshen's gaze darkened. "Rest assured. I am straight. And neither do I want to be celibate."

  "It didn't look like the way you were always cooped up in your lab!" Her chest heaved up and down angrily. "Can you really blame me!?"

  Jia seemed to come to a decision and was about to talk to Yang Bingqing when a guard came rushing to her. "Madam!"

  Yang Bingqing frowned. "What do you have to say at such an important time? I am having a very important discussion with my future daughter-in-law."

  Jia coughed hard.

  Why is she so serious!?

  The guard anxiously said, "I am sorry, Madam. But this is urgent. Master Yang seemed to have hurt himself."

  Yang Bingqing widened her eyes. "What!? Cheng is hurt? Where? How?"

  "He tripped and hurt his ankle."

  "Oh, dear. I told him so many times not to be hasty! That man doesn't listen to anybody! Let me come with you."

  Jia froze.

  "M-Mam, I have to talk-"

  Yang Bingqing then realized her presence and furiously apologized. "I am really sorry, dear. This happened at a bad time. I want to talk so much with you. But I have to check on Cheng. My husband is seriously such a handful!"

  Jia parted her lips but couldn't say anything.

  T-this, what the hell is going on!?

  "Don't worry. I will come back once I check on him."

  Jia seriously wondered if the devil doctor would let her meet her. She even felt this situation to be extremely fishy.

  Yang Bingqing stared at her son. "What are you standing here for!? Your father is hurt."

  Mingshen looked at her in disdain. "You forget that he is a doctor himself. He is retired but still capable. He can take care of a broken ankle."

  "It's a sprained ankle! Not broken! Don't talk about such inauspicious things."

  He rolled his eyes. "Don't get so emotional. I will send an assistant with you."

  She gritted her teeth and smacked his head. "Have some shame! Why should I take an assistant with me when my son is here? Can't you be a little filial?"

  He sneered. "You are clearly not ready to donate your dead body for my research as a mother. Why should I be a filial son?"

  Yang Bingqing clutched her head and had to take support. She sobbed. "What did I do that I got a son like you!?"

  "Some very good deeds, I must say," Mingshen nodded.

  "Shut up!" She glared at the bodyguard and said, "Let's go. I don't expect anything from him now!"

  Mingshen yawned. "Fine. I am coming. So dramatic for a brok-"

  Yang Bingqing shot a deadly glare at him.

  "…… Sprained ankle."

  Then he looked back at his other guards. "Please escort Dr. Ming back to the lab," he smiled. "Break time is over~"

  The guards rushed to their side and were shocked to see Jia.

  S-she is not Dr. Ming! Damn it. She fooled us!

  "Yes, Boss!"

  Jia stared at Mingshen. He simply smiled at her and whispered. "I will be back……my future wife~ For now, how about you wait for me at the same place where we always meet?"

  Jia clenched her fists and wanted to curse her fate. For a moment, she really wanted to get angry at Yang Bingqing too. If she hadn't bumped into her, then she would have already put her foot outside this prison.

  But she couldn't. She didn't want to. Yang Bingqing was a really sweet woman. Elegant, beautiful, caring and clearly sane. She even pitied her for having a son like Mingshen. More than anything, her food reminded Jia of her mother. Her warm smile made her feel as if her mother was in front of her.

  How could she be angry at her?

  Jia internally calculated her odds now. This plan wouldn't work for a second time. Mingshen wouldn't let her fool anybody anymore by disguising herself as an assistant.

  Now she truly couldn't see how she would escape…
——

  Thirty minutes later, the door of her ward opened, and Mingshen popped his head. "Spicy!"

  Jia ignored him.

  He pursed his lips. "Are you mad at me because your plan failed?"

  Jia narrowed her eyes. "I don't think it's a coincidence that your father got hurt at such a right time."

  Mingshen brightened. "As expected of my Spicy! You are so smart. Indeed, I asked someone in the house to set a small tripwire for him. That was the only way Mom would have left my lab."

  Jia was dumbfounded. "You hurt your own father just to make her leave? You are really a horrible son!"

  Mingshen raised his brow. He chuckled and sat beside her bed on a chair. "My father had locked my grandfather in a room one day. He was about to catch Mom and Dad doing something indecent, and he just locked him up to save himself. So what is better? Locking in a room or hurting the ankle? By the way, Grandpa didn't get food for four hours when he was damn hungry."

  Jia's mouth heavily twitched.

  "I am a saint compared to my father."

  This whole family is crazy.

  Then he leaned towards her and seemed to blush. "By the way, Spicy. I didn't know that you were so interested in marrying me~"

  Jia's aura turned extremely icy.

  "You even impressed your mother-in-law just in the first meeting! See, that's why I like you so much. Just how I fell for you the moment you threatened to kill me with that glass piece on my neck, you made my mother fall for you too. My Spicy is so magical. I didn't know you had such deep feelings for me~"

  Jia smiled. "Deep feelings to murder you in cold blood?"

  Mingshen held her hand, and as he fixed his gaze at her, he softly kissed the back of her hand. "If it's you, then I wouldn't mind it all…… It will be my honor to die at your hands."