Chapter 162 is suicide
Yang Cici and Grandma Li agreed to take care of the garden together today.
She changed her clothes and went to the garden. Grandma Li was arranging the flower seedlings. She sat on a small chair beside her and asked, "How can I help you?"
Grandma Li handed her a pair of scissors and demonstrated to her, "Just cut off the weeds on the seedlings."
Yang Cici nodded and picked up a sapling to trim.
While I was cutting, I heard the old man's voice in my ears.
"I heard from the servants that the young master came back yesterday after you fell asleep, and left early this morning."
Yang Cici lowered her head to trim the leaves. Upon hearing this, she paused and said softly, "He drugged me."
Grandma Li was taken aback by the girl's nonchalant, even casual tone.
She turned her head and looked at the girl's calm expression.
"You know?"
"I know." Yang Cici put down the scissors and held her chin with her hand, looking a little depressed.
"Actually, I was just thinking about how to avoid drinking this. It's not very comfortable to sleep like that every day, and I can't see Pei Yanchuan."
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Grandma Li really didn't expect that girls' acceptance had reached this level.
After she came to her senses, she pondered for a moment and then suddenly spoke:
"Miss Yang, has the young master told you about his mother?"
Yang Cici paused, then turned her head and replied, "No, but I know his mother died when he was a child. I saw on the news that she committed suicide."
This was all information from the Internet. She didn't know the details, and Pei Yanchuan wouldn't tell her.
Grandma Li planted the seedlings in the soil, stood up and patted her waist. "It was suicide."
She turned her head and pointed at the villa behind her.
"And he committed suicide here. At that time, the young master was the only one in the villa."
Yang Cici paused, raised her head and looked at the villa behind her, "Is it here?"
Grandma Li’s sigh rang in my ears.
"Yes, that's why the young master doesn't like to come back here, but sometimes he sits alone in the villa and stares blankly."
"His mother couldn't accept Pei Yushan's infidelity and threatened to commit suicide, but in the end, she got nothing."
At that time, the Qin family was on the verge of collapse, but Pei Yushan was doing very well abroad, completely ignoring his wife and children at home.
At that time, she and several other servants were the only ones left in the villa, and Pei Yanchuan's mother's mental state was extremely bad, even to the point of being crazy.
On the day of the incident, she took a few days off to go home for something.
Unexpectedly, when he came back, the entire Pei family had changed. No one would have thought that the lady would commit suicide.
When she returned, the case was closed and the lady's body was cremated.
She found the young master with the police.
Inside the police station, the boy just sat quietly in his seat, his raven eyelashes drooping, his face as delicate as carved jade without any emotion, not to mention the pain of his loved one's death, there was only indifference in his dark eyes.
The police also sent a professional psychological counselor, who concluded that the trauma was too great and he might have developed post-traumatic stress disorder.
Pei Yushan was still abroad at the time. As the Pei family's nanny, she was not qualified to bring the young master back. She might have to place him in a welfare institution for care for a period of time.
But Pei Yushan's attitude was very tough and he insisted on taking the person away.
But after I brought it back, things started to get worse.
Grandma Li discovered that the young master had a tendency to self-harm and would cut his wrists with a knife.
By the time she found out, the young master had already lost too much blood and fainted on the ground.
After being rescued urgently, the young master was sent back to a psychologist, who discovered that he was suffering not only from post-traumatic stress disorder, but also from severe depression.
Hearing this, Yang Cici withdrew her gaze.
She lowered her eyes and whispered, "Didn't she think of her son when she died?"
What kind of mentality would make someone commit suicide in front of his own son?
"Miss the young master?" Grandma Li laughed helplessly.
She sighed slowly, "In fact, Madam doesn't like the Young Master at all. She even thinks Pei Yushan doesn't love her. It's the Young Master's fault that she has come to this point. She blames everything on her son."
That woman only likes Pei Yushan.
Even if Pei Yushan was an absolute scumbag, even if Pei Yushan had cheated her of all her money, turning her from a famous socialite in the circle into an abandoned woman laughed at by everyone.
She still liked Pei Yushan, and sometimes she would be happy just by a few sweet words from Pei Yushan, and she would make explanations for him countless times.
Thinking of what happened back then, Grandma Li's face showed a complicated expression.
"When Pei Yushan came back, he didn't show any concern for the young master's mental illness and simply threw him back to school."
Originally, Pei Yushan might have planned to let the young master fend for himself, but he didn't expect that the young master's learning ability was unexpectedly strong, so he took a few more glances at him.
But even so, he never showed any love to the young master.
The young master's mental illness became more and more serious, and he did not receive formal psychological treatment until he went abroad.
For so many years, Grandma Li has never told this to anyone else.
"I'm not telling you this to make you pity the young master."
She turned her head to look at the girl next to her and sighed, "The young master and his mother have very similar personalities. Sometimes their thoughts on love are different from those of ordinary people. I remember that you two have only known each other for less than two months. This relationship may make you feel very tired. If you realize it's not suitable later, it may be too late."
Yang Cici snapped off the dead leaves in her hand, lowered her eyes and said nothing.
The dead leaves slowly fell to the ground. She looked at the beautiful seedlings in her hands and suddenly laughed softly: "It is true that I might be tired."
The world restarted, and her life changed drastically from before.
If she had never met Pei Yanchuan, she might have lived a peaceful life just like in her previous life.
She raised her head, held up the sapling in her hand, curved her eyes and smiled as she spoke: "But in fact, it's not Pei Yanchuan who needs me, I also need Pei Yanchuan. As for the problem... just get rid of it."
The emotional satisfaction that Pei Yanchuan brought her could not be replaced by anyone else.
Grandma Li's eyes fell on the flower seedlings, and then she laughed, pounded her legs, and stood up slowly. "Young people nowadays are different from before."
Yang Cici looked at the old woman's back, and as if she remembered something, she suddenly called out, "Grandma Li, will those servants listen to you?"
Grandma Li turned her head and said, "It's okay. I've been here longer than them, so they tell me some things. What's wrong?"
Yang Cici smiled and said, "I want you to help me and the other maids pass on a message, is that okay?"
Since she had just arrived, the maids naturally listened to their employer, Pei Yanchuan, but if it was Grandma Li who went to talk, maybe it would succeed.
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