Chapter 15 What exactly did my little girl suffer?

As Captain Chen opened the report, his brow furrowed more and more as he read it.

Feng Yu glanced at Yan Songyu, who was immersed in grief, and then his gaze fell on the paper. "Captain Chen, have you found anything?"

"The car accident was not an accident; the brakes of the vehicle involved in the accident were deliberately damaged."

"What?" Yan Songyu lunged forward and snatched the report from Captain Chen's hand. Her tearful eyes quickly scanned the lines of text, finally finding the conclusion. "Who? Who wants to harm Cheng Li?"

The report was clutched tightly in Yan Songyu's hand. "Chengli is gentle and polite, never makes enemies, and has never offended anyone. How could anyone want to harm him?"

"Ms. Yan, please think about it again. If you can provide any useful clues, it will greatly help us solve the case."

Yan Songyu shook her head blankly, "I, I really, don't know."

“Songyu…” Feng Yu seemed to have thought of something, and hesitated for a moment before speaking hesitantly: “The car Mr. Jiang was driving—is yours.”

boom--

Yan Songyu's mind went blank for a moment, and she stood there stunned. "So, I'm the one who hurt him, and he's taking the blame for me?"

"The murderer's target was me, but because Feifei was sick, I left in your car beforehand, which is why I escaped by chance. However, I harmed Chengli." Yan Songyu murmured to herself, once again falling into great sorrow.

“Xiaoyu, the one who’s wrong is the murderer, not you.” Yan Binghua held his daughter, who was crying uncontrollably, and gently stroked her hair. “Chengli is still in the operating room, his life hanging in the balance. You have to pull yourself together and cooperate with the police to catch the murderer and get justice for Chengli.”

Yan Songyu gritted her teeth and nodded, "Mm!"

“Ms. Yan, if you think of any useful information, please let us know as soon as possible. I will never let any criminal get away with it,” Captain Chen assured them.

Feng Yu casually picked up the conversation, "Then I'll have to trouble Captain Chen. Song Yu has suffered too much today. If you need anything, please contact me. We'll let you know as soon as we have any leads."

"Okay, but... what is the relationship between Mr. Feng and Ms. Yan?"

“This is no secret.” Feng Yu looked at Yan Binghua and Yan Songyu gratefully. “I am an orphan sponsored by the Yan family. I have been following Mr. Yan since graduation, for 10 years now. I would consider Songyu half an older brother.”

Team Leader Chen nodded. "I see."

Jiang Chengli stayed in the operating room for 10 hours before coming out. Only Feng Yu remained there. Yan Binghua received a call and went back to the company. Yan Songyu fainted and was sent home.

"The surgery was successful and the patient is out of danger. However, the tendons in his right hand were completely severed. Although they have been set, he may suffer from hand tremors as a sequela, making it impossible for him to do fine work or heavy work."

"In addition, his right leg had a comminuted fracture, which already had sequelae. This time, he injured his right knee, which will make the sequelae more obvious. He will also have leg pain on rainy days."

"Also, his left eye was injured by a small shard of glass. It's not serious, but his vision in his left eye will be a little worse in the future."

After listening to the doctor's words, Feng Yu's expression grew increasingly worried, but she still thanked the doctor politely, "Thank you, doctor! You've worked so hard!"

"After a patient experiences a major event, it is important to soothe their emotions upon waking up to prevent them from becoming agitated and causing further harm."

"Okay, we'll be careful."

Feng Yu relayed the doctor's words to Yan Songyu verbatim: "Jiang Chengli is still unconscious. I have arranged for two caregivers to take care of him. There has been no progress from the police so far."

"You two come with me."

Yan Binghua's voice suddenly rang out behind them, but when they turned around, they only saw his back.

In the study.

Yan Binghua leaned back against the table, his graying temples unable to conceal his sharp gaze. Yan Songyu and Feng Yu did not speak first, but stood silently in front of him as punishment.

"Why?" Yan Binghua's voice was calm and indifferent.

"dad……"

Yan Songyu didn't know how to bring it up, but she knew she couldn't hide it from her father anymore.

"Don't try to make up any excuses. I'm your father, and I can still sense that something is wrong with my daughter."

"Uncle Yan, I did it all, I..."

Yan Binghua raised his hand, and Feng Yu's words of taking the blame got stuck in his throat.

“I often reflect on where I, this self-righteous good father, failed. I thought I could turn the world upside down with my hand, and I thought I could give my daughter the best of everything, but in the end I found that I couldn’t even guarantee my daughter’s most basic happiness.”

Yan Binghua's gaze was distant and unfocused; he was genuinely reflecting on himself.

Yan Songyu's tears fell one by one, and she shook her head vigorously, "Dad, it's my fault, I was the one who was wrong."

"Your depression is fake, isn't it?"

Yan Songyu loosened her tightly clenched lips and nodded.

Yan Binghua didn't seem surprised. "I had already noticed the problem, but I didn't investigate it in detail."

“Your attitude toward Jiang Chengli was off after you woke up from childbirth. I thought you were just being childish and that you were really tormenting him because of the pain of childbirth. Fortunately, nothing serious happened, so I let it go. Anyway, that kid can’t cause any trouble.”

“I’ve watched you make a scene for years. Feifei is about to start elementary school. I thought you’d had enough and would break up with him. It’s just a failed marriage. You have the confidence and resources to handle any failure.”

Yan Binghua looked at Yan Songyu, "But I didn't expect you to hate him so much that you wanted him dead. Xiaoyu, there are some things that Dad will never want you to touch. And did you think about Feifei when you did these things? What will Feifei do if something happens to you?"

Yan Songyu burst into tears. In both her past and present lives, the people she felt most sorry for were her father and Feifei...

Feng Yu helped the exhausted Yan Songyu up. "Uncle Yan, it's not Songyu's fault. I handled everything. I guarantee that Songyu has nothing to do with it. Moreover, I handled it very cleanly. Even I can't find out anything about it."

He didn't arrange for the person to apply the brakes; no matter how the investigation goes, Jiang Chengli is the one who's in trouble.

“Xiao Yu, I’m grateful to you for that.” Yan Binghua looked at him intently, then changed the subject, “But I’ve also watched you grow up. I thought you were a mature and steady person. Is it really for Xiao Yu’s good that you’re helping her unconditionally like this?”

"I'm sorry, Uncle Yan." Feng Yu's back was bent slightly.

"Dad, I was the one who had to do it all. Feng Yu just couldn't resist my requests. I was the one using him."

Yan Binghua looked at the two standing together, each trying to take responsibility, and inexplicably saw that they were a good match. He had wanted to bring them together in the first place, but... fate played a cruel trick on them.

He looked at Yan Songyu and sighed deeply. When he spoke again, his voice was choked with emotion. "Then can you tell your father what grievances my daughter has suffered that made her so determined to fight him to the death?"