After hearing her daughter’s words, Chi Ying immediately dragged Yu Tianhai to check the surveillance footage. When she saw the middle-aged man in the monitor defending Yu Sheng, Chi Ying let out a contemptuous snort.
A man nearly forty or fifty years old had fooled her with just a luxury car—she couldn’t believe the Yu family had raised such a shallow, cheap woman!
She launched into a furious tirade at Yu Tianhai: “I told you we should throw her back to the orphanage or kick her out, but you insisted we’ve raised her for so many years and have some affection for her!”
“Look at all the shameless things she’s done—she’s completely disgraced the Yu family!”
“If she hadn’t matched Jiao Jiao in tissue matching, I’d have killed this little bitch long ago!”
If Yu Sheng hadn’t usurped her place all these years, her Jiao Jiao wouldn’t have suffered so much hardship and pain.
She wouldn’t have ended up severely ill in the hospital!
Since her Jiao Jiao fell ill, Chi Ying felt utterly exhausted, her last shred of patience completely drained.
She needed to step out for some air—otherwise, she’d be driven to death by Yu Sheng!
After she left, only he and Yu Jiaojiao remained in the hospital room. They exchanged a knowing glance.
However, Yu Tianhai’s words when he spoke were utterly chilling:
“This woman is as easily fooled as ever. The Chi family has some influence—once she exhausts all means to drag Yu Sheng back, I’ll make sure Yu Sheng dies on the operating table!”
Hearing his terrifying words, Yu Jiaojiao’s pale face flushed with unconcealed excitement.
“Yes! After Yu Sheng dies, we’ll tell that bitch Chi Ying that Yu Sheng was her real daughter!”
Ha ha ha ha ha ha—
Envisioning the scene, Yu Jiaojiao didn’t know whether she was more excited or thrilled. Her sickly, pallid cheeks gained a faint rosy hue, lending her a slightly healthier appearance.
“Dad, you can’t soften your heart!”
A ruthless glint flashed in Yu Tianhai’s eyes as he snorted lightly, “Don’t worry.”
His marriage with Chi Ying was merely a business alliance—the only person he truly loved was another woman.
That woman had borne him a daughter and selflessly cared for him and their child all these years, until she died in a car accident six years ago.
He then forged a DNA report, deceiving Chi Ying into believing Yu Jiaojiao was her biological daughter.
The woman was indeed easily fooled—she believed it immediately, even resenting Yu Sheng for occupying the position of the Yu family’s young lady and causing Yu Jiaojiao so much suffering.
Hmph.
From the day Yu Jiaojiao returned, he had already considered Yu Sheng a dead woman!
Yu Jiaojiao seemed to vividly picture Yu Sheng having her marrow drained, dying in agony.
Smugly, she picked up her phone and sent a message to Yu Sheng:
[Think some old man can save you?]
[Don’t worry—Mom won’t let you off. She’ll use all the Chi family’s power to strap you to that operating table!]
[I’ll make sure you suffer and agonize, slowly waiting for death!]
Early morning.
Yu Sheng, still drowsy as she woke from sleep, was roused by her phone’s notification tone.
She glanced at the message.
[Go get treated if you’re sick, go die if you don’t want treatment]
[Do I really need to teach you something so simple?!]
After sending the retort, she immediately added Yu Jiaojiao to her blacklist.
Old man?
Given the nine-year age gap, Wen Zhuqing could indeed be considered an old man from a wealthy family!
Tsk tsk.
Yet Wen Zhuqing, who holds immense power in Nan City, was called a homeless man yesterday and an old man today.
Wonder if he’ll be furious to death!
Yu Sheng casually tossed her phone aside and rolled over, intending to go back to sleep, but then her door was knocked on.
Still groggy and barely able to open her eyes, she just pulled the blanket over her head, pretending she didn’t exist.
Wen Zhuqing had to go to the company—there was a shareholders’ meeting he couldn’t miss today, and a contract signing in the afternoon.
The maid sent from the main house to attend to Yu Sheng knocked on the door again.
Yu Sheng, with her head still buried under the blanket, mumbled incoherently, “Come in!”
Aunt Jiang, having received permission, stepped inside. “Young Madam, the young master is waiting for you downstairs!”
Huh!
Yu Sheng abruptly threw back the corner of the blanket, revealing her delicate, porcelain-doll-like face. The thought of Wen Zhuqing’s faintly smiling yet terrifyingly intense gaze sent a shiver down her spine.
It couldn’t be helped.
After all, this man had quite the reputation in Rong City—and not a good one.
What left the deepest impression on Yu Sheng was probably the story from his wild youth: he used to ride motorcycles and was once set up by a group of wealthy young men.
Later, it was said that on a stormy night, a multi-vehicle pile-up occurred on the cross-river bridge, and several motorcycles plunged straight into the river.
Tsk tsk!
Outwardly, he appeared steady and refined, with his silver-rimmed glasses and a name that sounded utterly gentle.
But his methods were ruthless, his temperament dark and unyielding. Rumor had it that even Wen Zhuqing’s own parents couldn’t control him!
Even though Yu Sheng had long prepared herself to dance with the devil, her heart still raced with unease.
Flustered, she quickly got up, dressed, and followed the maid downstairs.
As soon as she entered the dining room, she spotted a box of folic acid and a glass of warm water on the table.
Wen Zhuqing’s slender fingers tapped idly on the table. “Afraid you’d forget.”
So.
Before heading to the office, he was making sure she took her medicine.
Yu Sheng: “…”
She really would have forgotten all about it.
Yu Sheng placed the folic acid tablet in her mouth, took a sip of warm water, and after swallowing, obediently opened her mouth wide.
“Ah~”
Showing Wen Zhuqing that she had indeed taken it properly~
Her adorably clueless expression made it impossible for Wen Zhuqing to resist; he reached out and pinched her soft, fair cheek.
Oh no!
With her mouth wide open, the sudden pinch caused a drop of saliva to escape from the corner of her lips.
Yu Sheng’s face flushed with embarrassment, and she froze in place, her eyes welling with a hint of grievance as she stared at the culprit, who still wore that faint, teasing smile.
She grew even more irritated.
But she didn’t dare show her anger.
Wen Zhuqing subtly curved his lips, pulled out a tissue, and handed it to her.
Then, he directly took out his phone and transferred 200,000 yuan to Yu Sheng.
“Will this do as an apology?”
Hearing the notification sound of the transfer, Yu Sheng excitedly fumbled for her phone. The moment she saw the amount, her face lit up with a brilliant smile.
“Yes, yes, absolutely yes!”
Hahahahaha!
She was so happy she couldn’t control her expression!
To express her joy in that moment, Yu Sheng even watched as Wen Zhuqing got into his car and drove off, then gleefully stared at the long string of digits in her bank account balance.
Using her strengths to earn money—that’s the mindset a clear-headed 21st-century woman should have!
Perhaps too overjoyed, Yu Sheng found this morning’s breakfast exceptionally appetizing.
Seeing Yu Sheng eat with such delight,
Aunt Jiang excitedly snapped several photos and sent them to the master and mistress.
[Madam, the young mistress is eating very happily]
After sending the message, she turned to Yu Sheng and delivered a line straight out of a standard CEO romance novel:
“Young mistress, you are the first woman Young Master Di has ever brought home!”