Chapter 121 Do you think you can just take my daughter because you have money?

The visitor was Qin Liuzi, whom Yan Songyu had instructed to look after Zhou Mu. The attic diagonally opposite the Zhou family's house belonged to his family, and he had been hiding outside the door watching for quite some time.

"careful!"

But he shouted too late. The stick Zhou Yue threw hit Zhou Mu directly in the back, and Zhou Mu was thrown more than two meters away.

Zhou Yue had already limped out after him. "You're running away? Why aren't you running anymore? You actually dared to lay a hand on me, you unfilial and disobedient thing."

Qin Liuzi quickly stopped Zhou Mu, saying, "Sister Zhou, Zhou Mu is still your daughter. No matter how much hatred you have, you shouldn't do something so cruel."

“We’ve all seen how hard this child has worked during the six years you’ve been in prison. It’s not easy for her to grow up safely, and she’s so beautiful and outstanding. Other families would be too busy doting on her. Didn’t she just cook for you? What a filial child…”

Zhou Yue looked at Qin Liuzi and asked, "Who are you?"

"Oh, Sister Zhou, you don't recognize me? We've been neighbors for over ten years. My surname is Qin, and I live diagonally across the street." He pointed to his house.

"So close..." Zhou Yue looked around, her gaze shifting back and forth between Qin Liuzi and Zhou Mu, and sneered, "How many times have you slept with this little bitch over the years? Why are you so protective of her?"

She kicked Zhou Mu, who was halfway up his feet, back down. "Such a young age and already so bad, relying on your good looks to seduce people, you sure know how..."

When Zhou Mu, a 14-year-old girl, heard her own mother insult her like that, all her pain, sadness, and heartache disappeared, leaving only a blankness. She lay on the ground in a daze, as if she had lost consciousness.

"Sister Zhou, you are Zhou Mu's mother, how can you say such things?" Qin Liuzi was shocked by Zhou Yue's shamelessness and quickly retorted, "At my age, I can give birth to Zhou Mu. I just couldn't stand how you treat a child and said a few words of justice. And you have to throw such mud at me. I am a conscientious old scoundrel. Don't slander me."

“If you and she aren’t having an affair, what right do you have to interfere in our family’s affairs? I’m her mother.” Zhou Yue paused, then added, “If you two are having an affair… she’s only just turned 14, then you’re committing rape.”

"You!" Qin Liuzi pointed at Zhou Yue, "You're utterly unreasonable!"

"Thanks for the compliment. If there's nothing else, you can leave now."

Zhou Yue shoved Qin Liuzi aside, picked up a stick, and tried to drag Zhou Mu back, but a fair and delicate hand firmly gripped her wrist. "Let go of Mu Mu!"

Zhou Yue paused, she would never forget that voice, it was Yan Songyu!

She looked up and, sure enough, saw Yan Songyu's annoying yet beautiful face. Time seemed to have left no trace on her face, while she—Zhou Yue subconsciously touched the scar on her face; she was already unrecognizable…

Yan Songyu shook off the dazed Zhou Yue, hugged Zhou Mu in her arms, and looked at the injury on her forehead with heartache. "Mu Mu, Auntie will take you to the hospital. Don't sleep."

Zhou Mu heard Yan Songyu's voice, opened his eyes and glanced at her. He tried to force a smile but failed and fainted in Yan Songyu's arms.

"Momo!"

Feifei had just caught up when she saw Zhou Mu lying unconscious in Yan Songyu's arms, her head covered in blood. "Mom, how is Mu Mu?"

Yan Songyu looked at the blood on her hands and realized that Zhou Mu's hair was soaked in blood. Her pupils dilated suddenly. "It's okay, Mu Mu will be fine. Let's take her to the hospital."

Yan Songyu picked up Zhou Mu and was about to leave when Zhou Yue stopped her, saying, "Wait! Put Zhou Mu down."

Feifei said anxiously, "Aunt Zhou, Zhou Mu has injured his head. It's very dangerous. We need to go to the hospital immediately."

Zhou Yue ignored Feifei's words and kept looking at Yan Songyu, "She is my daughter. I'm telling you to put her down."

Yan Songyu's eyes were filled with unyielding anger. "It won't be like that anymore."

After she finished speaking, she was about to walk past Zhou Yue and leave.

Zhou Yue's heart tightened suddenly at those words. Could it be that Yan Songyu had already discovered this over the past few years?

She subconsciously looked at Feifei, only to see that Feifei was still looking at Zhou Mu with concern, completely ignoring their conversation.

"Yan Songyu, what do you mean?" Zhou Yue's sharp voice startled the birds in the tree.

Yan Songyu ignored Zhou Yue, so Feifei took off the watch from her wrist and said to Qin Liuzi, "Stop Zhou Yue, and this watch is yours."

Qin Liuzi instantly understood her meaning, and greedily looked at the watch Feifei handed him. "No, no need, it's all the right thing to do. Saving lives is the priority. You should go now."

Yan Songyu carried Zhou Mu away, saying, "Feifei, follow us."

"Oh, they're here." Feifei handed the watch to Qin Liuzi and quickly followed.

"Come back, Yan Songyu, what do you mean? Just because you have money doesn't mean you can take my daughter away. You have a daughter too."

Zhou Yue shouted from behind, trying to follow, but was blocked in the courtyard by Qin Liuzi.

Yan Songyu's pointed remark made Zhou Yue's heart leap into her throat. She went to the hospital immediately after Qin Liuzi released her.

She had to figure out what Yan Songyu meant. If... if she really found out, what would happen to Feifei? Could Feifei accept her as a mother who was disfigured and had been to prison? Most importantly, how would the Yan family treat Feifei? Would they take revenge on Feifei for everything she had done to Zhou Mu?

No, no, she tried to reassure herself. Feifei was so lovable and sensible. Even if she wasn't the Yan family's biological daughter, she had been raised by the Yan family for so many years. Fourteen years of feelings couldn't be let go so easily. They wouldn't treat Feifei like that.

When Zhou Yue arrived at the hospital, Zhou Mu was still in the emergency room. She grabbed Yan Songyu, her grip so tight that Yan Songyu's wrist ached. "Yan Songyu, what did you mean by what you just said?"

"Let go." Yan Songyu forcefully broke free from Zhou Yue's grip, rubbing her reddened wrist.

"What did you mean by what you just said?" Zhou Yue's eyes widened in anger, turning bloodshot. "Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you have money? I won't give you my daughter."

"You've been influencing her all these years, haven't you? That's why Zhou Mu dares to talk back to me and even defy me. It's all your fault."

A passing nurse warned her, "No loud noises allowed in the hospital!"

Just then, the door to the emergency room opened.

Yan Songyu quickly stepped forward and asked, "How is Zhou Mu?"

"He's out of danger now. He had nine stitches in his head, suffered a severe concussion and excessive blood loss, and is still in a coma. In addition, he has multiple bruises from being beaten. Most importantly, the patient seems to have suffered a major blow, and his will to live is fluctuating."

Zhou Mu was moved to a ward, and Yan Songyu and Feifei went in to see her. Zhou Yue also wanted to go in, but was stopped at the door by the bodyguard.

Looking at Zhou Mu, whose breath was weak, Feifei couldn't help but go outside and confront Zhou Yue, "Aunt Zhou, are you crazy? Why would you do such a cruel thing to Mu Mu?"

"I know you've been in prison for six years and your mind has become twisted. You need to vent your emotions, but Mumu is your daughter. Would you really be happy if you killed her? Most importantly, you never properly raised Mumu. She tried so hard to live. What right do you have to decide her life or death?"