Chapter 22 Reduced to Working with Servants

"roll!"

Along with the vase came Jiang Chengli's furious roar.

Yan Songyu reacted quickly, pulling Feifei into her arms and turning to block the vase.

"uh-huh!"

Yan Songyu groaned softly as Jiang Chengli used all his strength to smash the vase onto her right shoulder blade.

Feifei was so frightened that she burst into tears, clutching Yan Songyu's hand tightly with teary eyes. "Mom, are you alright?"

"Mom is fine, let's go out first."

Yan Songyu closed the ward door, held Feifei and comforted her, letting Jiang Chengli go crazy inside.

Just then, the caregiver returned. "Miss Yan, are you alright?"

Yan Songyu frowned. "What's wrong with him?"

The caregiver glanced at Yan Songyu and Feifei, whose face was streaked with tears, and hesitated to speak.

"say!"

“Ms. Yan, Mr. Jiang received a phone call earlier, I think it was from someone called General Manager Wu, and he also received several photos of Mr. Feng and Ms. Feifei competing…”

Without needing to say more, Yan Songyu already understood. "Heh~"

"Feifei, Mommy wants to drink coffee. Can you go downstairs with the caregiver and buy me a cup?"

Feifei nodded and followed the caregiver, turning back every few steps.

Yan Songyu's smile vanished the moment the elevator doors closed. She tossed the bag in her hand, then shoved the door open with a bang and threw it out, yelling, "Who are you talking to?"

Before Jiang Chengli could throw the cup, Yan Songyu's black crocodile Kelly bag was already heading straight for his face, so he could only throw the cup away to dodge.

"You almost hit Feifei, do you know that?"

Yan Songyu didn't care whether he dodged or not, she rushed over and slapped him a few times, "Your injury has healed too well, hasn't it? You even have the strength to smash things now."

Jiang Chengli's eyes were bloodshot, and for the first time he did not hide the hatred in his heart. "I'm not even dead yet, and you're already in a hurry to hook up with Feng Yu, and even let him attend Feifei's parent-teacher conference as her father. What do you take me for? You two are a pair of adulterers!"

Snap—

Yan Songyu slapped him again, "Are you awake now?"

She looked coldly at Jiang Chengli, "If you hadn't been lying in the hospital, why would Feifei have asked Feng Yu to attend the parent-teacher conference? It's all because of your dereliction of duty as a father. The previous two times you hid in the art studio and didn't come out, and now you're lying in a hospital bed for your daughter's last parent-teacher conference at kindergarten. You've missed your daughter's growth. Do you know how heartbroken she is?"

Mentioning the car accident, Jiang Chengli's eyes widened in fury, and veins bulged on his forehead. "Why did I get into a car accident?"

"Huh? Tell me, why did I get into a car accident? Why did I become a cripple?" Jiang Chengli gripped Yan Songyu's hand tightly. "It was you, you ruined me. You offended someone, and they wanted your life. I took the blame for you!"

"But it's not my fault!" Yan Songyu struggled and finally shook off Jiang Chengli's hand, but he bumped into the corner of the cabinet due to inertia.

"Someone wanted to harm me, but I didn't know it. I didn't do it on purpose. If you weren't so aloof and had accepted the car I gave you, how could you have gotten into an accident while driving it?"

Yan Songyu began to manipulate him in a serious tone, "Besides, the reason I kept you here that day was for your career. You wanted to expand your network and develop your career. I didn't even urge you when our daughter was sick. I chose to go back and take care of our daughter by myself. Haven't I been good enough to you? Haven't I considered things for you enough?"

"Besides, it's not like I haven't taken care of you. This ward costs 30,000 a day, and the caregiver costs 1,000 a day. The doctor treating you is the best in Shanghai, and we're using the most expensive imported drugs. You'll be discharged soon. The police are also working hard to find the murderer. What are you still complaining about?"

"you……"

Jiang Chengli fainted from a breath after hearing Yan Songyu's unreasonable words.

Yan Songyu pursed her lips and rolled her eyes in a very inelegant way. "She's so weak, always getting dizzy."

...

Even after being discharged from the hospital, Yan Songyu never visited Jiang Chengli again. Moreover, after returning to the Yushuiwan Villa, Jiang Chengli discovered that the caregiver, along with Uncle Wang, pushed him to the backyard.

He frowned and pressed down on the wheelchair. "Where are you taking me?"

Uncle Wang replied very gently, "Mr. Jiang, it was Miss's order. You are emotionally unstable, and to prevent you from hurting Miss again, I'm taking you to live in the low house in the backyard. But don't worry, I've already tidied it up. It's fully furnished and equipped, and the private bathroom has been renovated. It won't affect your daily life."

That was where the servants lived, but in a place like Royal Bay, even the backyard houses were not bad, just to save face for the master family. Although they were called low houses, they were no worse than most of the houses outside.

However, this was a great insult to Jiang Chengli. Had he been reduced to working with servants in the Yan family?

He couldn't accept this, and kept clinging to his wheelchair, staring defiantly at Uncle Wang, "I'm not going to the backyard, take me back to my room."

Uncle Wang looked at Jiang Chengli with a forced smile, "I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, this is not something I can decide. I hope you won't make things difficult for me."

Jiang Chengli gritted his teeth to keep from losing his composure. "Then call Xiaoyu over, I'll talk to her myself."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, Miss is still at the company and can't come back for the time being. If you want to see her, you'll have to wait until tonight."

"Get out! All of you get out!" Jiang Chengli was furious and wanted to smash things, but he didn't have anything handy at hand.

No matter how much he made a fuss or threw a tantrum, he was still pushed back to the low house in the backyard. Uncle Wang even teased him with a smile, "Mr. Jiang, this is the biggest room in the backyard. I specially made it for you. I'll be right next to you. Call me anytime if you need anything."

As soon as Uncle Wang closed the door, he heard a clattering sound coming from inside. He spat and cursed, "Shameless bastard!"

Uncle Wang watched Yan Songyu grow up. His wife and children died early, and he spent his whole life with Yan Binghua. He had long regarded Yan Songyu as his own daughter. After Yan Binghua talked to him in a half-drunk and half-awake state that day, he learned everything. Now he wished he could tear Jiang Chengli apart and eat him.

"Hey, Miss, Mr. Jiang has been settled according to your wishes, but he's not satisfied and keeps smashing things."

Yan Songyu was not surprised by Jiang Chengli's behavior. He had been very irritable ever since he woke up from the car accident. "Let him smash things. Just bring him water and food on time."

Knock knock—

A knock came at the door, and Yan Songyu hurriedly told Uncle Wang to keep an eye on Jiang Chengli before hanging up.

"Please come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Yu came in with a cup of coffee. "The Zhou family has arrived in Shanghai."

"So fast?" Yan Songyu leaned back in her chair, in a good mood. "It's great that you're here. Let Zhao Qi tell me everything about Zhou Yue's performance so I can be happy."

Feng Yu chuckled, "I'll have him take your picture."

Yan Songyu took a sip of coffee, a satisfied smile spreading across her face. "That would be perfect!"

*

The slums of southern Shanghai.

Bang bang bang—

Zhou Yue was cooking when she heard a loud banging on the gate outside the yard. She wiped her hands on her apron and asked, "Who is it?"