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"Okay, just say a few words."

Fang Anya interrupted the argument between the two in a deep voice.

He stepped forward and pulled Yang Guozhen, who was still wanting to argue, and walked straight out of the hospital: "Guozhen, you go back first. This matter is complicated. I will explain it to you slowly later."

"Do you really know them?" Yang Guozhen's eyes were full of questions.

Fang Anya nodded and sighed.

Seeing Fang Anya's expression, Yang Guozhen knew that now was not the time to ask further questions, so she didn't say anything more. She just took Fang Anya's hand and shook it hard.

"Okay, I won't ask anymore. If you need anything, just come to my house to find me. If I'm not here, go to the street to handle it. Don't carry it alone."

Fang Anya felt warm in her heart, "Okay."

Yang Guozhen turned around and opened the courtyard door.

There were three people lying at the door, two squatting and one half-kneeling, with their ears pressed against the door panel. Each one's posture was weirder than the last.

Yang Guozhen suddenly came out, and the three of them couldn't dodge. They bumped into each other and fell in with a loud crash.

The air froze for a moment.

Sister Li got up from the ground, with an unnatural smile on her face, and looked up at the sky: "Oh, it seems like it's going to rain today."

"Yes, yes, my clothes are still hanging outside and confiscated!"

"Me too, me too. There's still water sitting on the stove. Don't let it boil dry."

The three people scattered like birds and beasts, walking faster than rabbits.

Yang Guozhen glared at the hurriedly fleeing figures, then turned back to comfort Fang Anya: "Don't worry, I'll go back and help you beat these people, don't allow them to gossip or spread gossip outside."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Fang Anya took a deep breath, wiped away the gentleness on her face, and turned back to the house with a cold face.

Tian Xiao'e came out of the room at some point. She changed into clean clothes and her hair was still wet. She stood in the living room with her head lowered and her hands twisted together, looking obedient.

Tian's mother was still holding back her dissatisfaction and muttered to herself.

"What are you arguing about?" Fang Anya suppressed her anger and said, "Do you think the matter is not embarrassing enough? Do you want me to find you a loudspeaker, stand in the alley and shout around, telling everyone that your daughter got pregnant before marriage and came to your door to force you to marry?"

Tian's mother opened her mouth and wanted to talk back, but Fang Anya didn't give her a chance.

"Did I tell you? Keep a low profile during this period. Don't go out, don't talk to outsiders, and don't cause trouble. Are you turning a deaf ear to what I say?"

"If word spreads about Xiao'e's pregnancy out of wedlock, do you know how much impact it will have on Bingxuan's work?"

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