Qiao Xiaren found it unbelievable when she heard about it. Not because of An Yuqian’s ruthlessness, but how could she have such dangerous objects in her hands? Human nature is always : the weaker a person appears, the more terrifying their eruption can be. An Yuqian’s fierce outbreak was not surprising to Qiao Xiaren. The rıghtful source is 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦·𝘯𝘦𝘵 This Lan Xinhan wanted to completely rid himself of An Yuqian by handing her over to the Qiao Family, but the first person not to agree to it was Qiao Xiaren. If the Lan Family doesn’t suffer properly, they would just keep thinking of ways to create trouble behind the scenes. "Did my dad really make this kind of thing?" Qiao Xiaren was genuinely surprised, looking at Qiao Junzhen who coughed lightly a few times. "When he was young, he liked tinkering with these things. There were a few empty ones in the basement, and when I got interested, I copied him and made a few. She probably took those bombs I left in the basement." Luckily, he only made them for fun; if the destructive power was truly strong, someone in the Lan Family could have been seriously hurt. However, once the bomb was thrown, the Lan Family was also thrown into chaos. An Yuqian herself ignited the bomb, naively thinking she could die together with Lan Xinhan. But in the end, no one died, and her face was completely disfigured. Lan Tiansheng suffered the most, having one arm blown numb, directly ending up in the hospital. Others weren’t severely injured; they got shocked instead. Especially the Li Family’s daughter, Li Mingjun, who is still lying in the hospital. The old man, once again furious, fell ill. Lan Xinhan was busy taking care of his son and the old man, while also calming the Li Family, to prevent them from canceling the marriage agreement that had already been set. Lan Xinhan was so busy that he had no interest in dealing with the similarly hospitalized An Yuqian. Qiao Xiaren didn’t bother to inquire about what happened next. She couldn’t really say what she felt; perhaps her heart had long been hardened as iron stone. No sadness, and likewise no pleasure from revenge. The past was the past. From now on, An Yuqian would no longer be part of Qiao Xiaren’s life, no more of those harms. What Qiao Xiaren did not know yet was that as soon as An Yuqian awoke, she began pestering Lan Xinhan again, creating headaches for him. Her life was already ; she couldn’t end up in a situation with nothing to rely on. Especially now that her face was completely ruined. If Lan Xinhan abandoned her again, her life would truly be worse than death. Lan Xinhan never knew his usually gentle and weak wife had this side of her. He felt a chill remembering the moment she ignited the bomb. No options left, Lan Xinhan agreed to bear this burden. He promised to buy her a small villa and support her for life, ending this farce. The more Lan Xinhan thought, the less he felt reconciled. Why did he have to spend money to support this woman? His money didn’t just fall from the sky, and now that he’d divorced An Yuqian, it meant an extra expense out of nowhere. How could he be okay with it? After thinking it over, he decided to call Qiao Xiaren privately. After all, it was her mother; she was obliged to support her, as that was basic ethics! Lan Xinhan used a new number and started, "Qiao Xiaren, your mother is injured and in the hospital. You should take her back now." "Lan Xinhan?" Qiao Xiaren was somewhat surprised by the person calling her. "Since Mrs. Lan is injured, why don’t you take good care of her? Why are you calling me?" Listening to Qiao Xiaren’s calm voice, Lan Xinhan still pressed down his inner anger: "Your mother and I are already divorced; she’s not my responsibility now."