Yang Yajing felt her life was utterly worthless—single at 36; meager salary absolutely insufficient to cover her mother's medical expenses.
Her best friend not only stole the man she...
Around 8 p.m., Yang Yajing, who was watching the news in her hospital room, heard a slight movement from her bed and immediately turned around.
"President Tao, are you awake?" Yang Yajing asked softly.
"Hmm..." Madam Xia groaned, not yet fully aware of the current situation.
"Mr. Tao, you just had surgery. Don't move around right now that you're awake," Yang Yajing reminded him.
Mrs. Xia slowly opened her eyes. The unfamiliar pure white made her frown. She moved her arm and saw the IV tube in her hand, realizing what she had just heard.
She then saw the heavy cast on her right leg, which was raised by a brace. The anesthesia hadn't completely worn off, so she didn't feel any pain, but her mind began to clear.
"Chang Long... how is Chang Long? Madam Xia..." Madam Xia's first question was about her husband.
"It's all fine. Secretary Huang came by earlier and said that Boss Xia set up the whole thing himself." Yang Yajing didn't hide anything.
"Yourself?" Madam Xia disagreed. "You set yourself up and got yourself into this mess?"
"Hmm!" Yang Yajing nodded, but didn't forget to complain, "Boss Xia is probably getting senile. He forgot to inform everyone and caused you to get into a car accident. When I contact him, you'll have to give him a good talking to!"
Since Secretary Huang came and said Xia Changlong was alright, then he really must be alright.
Mrs. Xia stopped worrying about it, but what happened to her leg? Her memory of the car accident wasn't very clear; she only remembered being pulled by someone, and then that was it.
Yang Yajing roughly guessed what Madam Xia was thinking, and also knew that Madam Xia was not entirely unaware of the Xia family's affairs, so she did not hide anything from her.
“I had Secretary Huang investigate the taxi driver matter. It hasn’t made the news yet, but I guess it will soon.” Yang Yajing pointed to the on TV. “President Tao, do you have anyone in your family you can trust?”
"Hmm?" Madam Xia saw Yang Yajing rocking the hospital bed to help her sit up while asking this question, and guessed a deeper meaning.
"Ideally, someone with a sharp tongue and a strong personality, someone who can keep out unwanted people," Yang Yajing continued.
"Where's my phone?" Mrs. Xia asked after thinking for a moment.
"It's on the table, I'll go get it."
Yang Yajing brought out her phone, and Madam Xia dialed a number: "Old Sun."
The "Old Sun" that Madam Xia mentioned was Sun Jiju, the Xia family's old steward.
"Madam, you're awake?" the voice on the other end asked.
"Old Sun, pack your things and bring Xiao Tang to the ward." As soon as Madam Xia said this, Sun Jiju immediately understood.
When Mrs. Xia was hospitalized after a car accident, it was a major news story. Sun Jiju was very familiar with the Xia family's internal and external "logistics" over the years.
"Miss Yang, thank you so much for today!" After explaining everything, Madam Xia thanked Yang Yajing. "If it weren't for you, I would have lost my life today!"
"President Tao, you're too kind." Yang Yajing shook her head. "You should take good care of yourself. This fracture isn't something that can be fixed in a few days. You'll need to be observed in the hospital for three or four days, and it will take eight weeks to remove the cast after you get home."
"Sigh! These next eight weeks, the food court will be relying on you." Mrs. Xia was still thinking about the food court.
"These are all minor matters." Yang Yajing shook her head. "By the way, this time Boss Xia's plan is related to the Jiang family. If anyone from the Jiang family comes, I hope you can be ruthless and avoid contact with them to prevent suspicion."
"The Jiang family who cooperated with those people?" Madam Xia asked.
"Hmm!" Yang Yajing guessed that the "those people" Madam Xia was referring to must be Xia Changlong's brothers and sisters.
The fact that they refer to their peers as "those people" suggests that the internal conflicts within the Xia family are far from minor.
Oh dear! What kind of trouble has she gotten herself into?
It was very late when Yang Yajing got home. Yang Guohua was worried and was watching TV in the living room while dozing off.
Seeing Yang Guohua nodding his head, worried that his daughter wouldn't fall asleep, Yang Yajing felt a warm glow in her heart.
Regardless of whether she was actually adopted or not, the love they have shown her over the past twenty-odd years is genuine.
"Dad." Yang Yajing gently patted Yang Guohua. "Dad, I'm back. Go to sleep."
"Oh! Ya Jing's back? Have you eaten? I left some for you in the fridge!" Yang Guohua slept for a moment. "If you're hungry, have it as a midnight snack? Dad made braised pork today."
"Oh! I wasn't hungry at first, but hearing about braised pork has made me really hungry!" Yang Yajing said half-jokingly. "I'll go try it! Dad's braised pork is famous far and wide!"
"Little girl! You're so sweet-talking!" Yang Guohua's eyes crinkled with laughter. "Want Dad to warm it up for you?"
"No need, Dad! I can manage on my own. You should go and get some rest, it's almost midnight!" Yang Yajing pushed Yang Guohua into the bedroom.
While heating up her braised pork rice bowl, Yang Yajing thought, "It's already this late, why haven't we heard from Xia Changlong yet? Is he really going to spend the night at the police station?"
As the microwave oven "dinged," the phone also "dinged."
I opened the text message, and sure enough, it was a case of "speak of the devil, and he appears!"
"What happened? What's wrong with Madam?"
"Out of the car?" Yang Yajing replied with a question before continuing to send messages. "Car accident, fractured bone, not seriously injured, but suspected Xia Junhu was behind it. Secretary Huang went to investigate, ask him directly, remember to keep a copy of the evidence, and pretend to be ignorant for now."
"Do I need you to remind me?" Xia Changlong has been pretending to be stupid for twenty or thirty years, why would he need Yang Yajing, this little girl, to remind him?
"Boss Xia, what are you planning to do? Give me a hint."
"I haven't decided yet."
"indecisive!"
"Girl, you should rest first! I need to go see Madam too! We can discuss the details tomorrow?"
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