Chapter 2 If Heaven does not judge, I will wield the sword.
"I promise you."
Jiang Chengli seemed to have made up his mind. He had switched the child, and he was going to cover it up anyway. He had just tried to force Zhou Yue to promise to leave.
Moreover, after hearing Zhou Yue's words, he felt a strange sense of satisfaction from revenge. That old bastard Yan Binghua was so happy to see the child today that he immediately gave her five percent of the shares. These would all belong to his daughter in the future, and would have nothing to do with the Yan family. Hahaha!
Jiang Chengli hugged Zhou Yue to comfort her and promised, "I will take good care of our daughter, and she will grow up happily like a little princess."
Feng Yu held Yan Songyu in his arms and listened to the whole thing in the dark. He finally understood why Yan Songyu was acting strangely tonight.
"Let's go," Yan Songyu whispered in his ear.
Feng Yu carried Yan Songyu and turned to leave. He returned to the ward and carefully placed her on the bed, silently pulling the blanket over her.
After finishing everything, Feng Yucai pulled up a chair and sat down, looking at Yan Songyu with heartache. "So—is this the reason?"
"Um."
"You found out, so the children in the ICU?"
"She's my daughter, I've brought her back." She looked at Feng Yu. "I'll make them pay for what they did... If Heaven won't judge, I will!"
When Yan Songyu said this, her eyes seemed to be filled with venom, and she spoke each word with gritted teeth.
Feng Yu simply tucked the blanket around her and said, "Leave the rest to me. You take good care of yourself, and I'll protect the child."
Yan Songyu, still worried, reminded her, "Feifei has a red mole on the web of her right hand, remember that."
"Okay, Feifei, which character is it?" Feng Yu wanted to distract her from her intense tension.
"Fangfei—" Snowflakes were just falling outside the window. Yan Songyu paused and changed her words, "The snow is falling, Yan Feifei."
Feng Yu smiled gently and praised, "It's a very nice name. Go to sleep now, I'll take good care of Feifei."
"Um."
As sleepiness washed over her, Yan Songyu drifted off to sleep with Feng Yu by her side. Her last thought before her consciousness faded was: Feng Yu is someone I can trust.
Like Jiang Chengli, Feng Yu was a college student from a poor mountain village who was able to complete his university studies with the help of the Yan Songyu Foundation.
After graduating, Feng Yu joined Ruixin Group. In five years, he rose from an ordinary employee to the position of general manager. He was Yan Binghua's right-hand man. Yan Binghua originally planned to match Feng Yu with Yan Songyu, as he had high hopes for Feng Yu. However, Jiang Chengli suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
In his previous life, Feng Yu left Ruixin Group and founded his own company, Huasheng Group, after Yan Songyu's daughter turned 10.
He received four years of financial support from Ruixin and dedicated himself to Ruixin for 16 years. After establishing his own company, he also made concessions in his business dealings with Ruixin. Even if Yan Songyu and Yan Binghua disagreed, he would always repay them in various ways.
When Yan Songyu was murdered, Feng Yu's Huasheng Group was already comparable to Ruixin Group.
Feng Yu waited until Yan Songyu's breathing stabilized before going to the neonatal intensive care unit, where he ran into Jiang Chengli.
"Feng Yu?" Jiang Chengli looked at the three tall, burly men in surprise. "What are you doing here? And who are these two...?"
“These days, human traffickers are rampant. Mr. Yan is worried about the child and asked me to find someone to help look after him.”
Jiang Chengli's heart skipped a beat. He almost thought that he had been caught. He tried to squeeze his palms together and asked calmly, "Oh, thank you for your hard work. By the way, how long have you been here? I'll go buy you some late-night snacks."
"I just arrived. An urgent project came in before I left work today, and I only finished it late at night. I came over right after I left work."
Jiang Chengli breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had already switched the babies. This was good. With someone watching over them, Yan Songyu should not suspect the babies in the future. Thinking this, his smile became much more sincere. "You must not have eaten yet. There is a night market next to the hospital. I'll go and buy you some food."
Feng Yu smiled but his eyes didn't reach his eyes. "Then I'll have to trouble Mr. Jiang."
"It's not hard work, it's not hard work. You're the ones who are working hard. We'll have to trouble you to stay here for a few more days."
With such a humble and gentle face, who would have thought that he had just done something so heinous?
After Feng Yu left, Yan Songyu in the ward did not sleep well; she was caught in a nightmare.
In her dream, Feifei walked step by step toward the deep sea, her eyes filled with deathly stillness.
"Baby, Mommy's here to keep you company."
"No one in this world loves us, but we still have each other. We depend on each other for survival. You will love your mother, won't you?"
The seawater covered Feifei's mouth and nose, and she let herself fall into the sea, letting the waves carry her away.
Yan Songyu could only watch helplessly as she cried out, "No, Feifei, Mommy loves you. You still have Mommy. Mommy hasn't had a chance to recognize you yet. Mommy loves you, and Grandpa loves you too."
"Help! Is anyone there? Someone help! Help, save my daughter, save my daughter..."
"Is there anyone who can save my daughter? She's only 23 years old! Help! Help! Someone, please help!"
Yan Songyu screamed until she was hoarse, but no one heard her cries.
Finally, Yan Songyu seemed to break free of her restraints. She plunged into the sea to try to save Feifei, but her hands couldn't touch Feifei's body at all. She could only watch as Feifei lost her life.
“Feifei…”
Yan Songyu's shouts turned into murmurs, and she followed Feifei, swept away by the waves to an unknown destination.
It wasn't until half a month later, when Feifei's body had become swollen, peeling, and unrecognizable, that she was discovered and reported to the police on the coast 30 kilometers away.
"The deceased's characteristics match those of a missing person reported two weeks ago, but we still need to go back to the station to wait for the DNA test results."
Yan Songyu floated back to the police station with them, and by then the results were in.
"The deceased has been identified as Zhou Feifei, female, 23 years old, married. Her records show that she had experienced domestic violence and miscarriage. When she was discharged from the hospital, she was already suffering from depression and had suicidal tendencies. Half a month ago, her husband and mother reported her missing."
"Notify her family." The old policeman sighed. "Such a lovely young woman, so young...sigh..."
Xia Mingyang and Zhou Yue arrived, but neither of them dared to step forward and lift the white cloth, yet tears welled up in their eyes.
Yan Songyu wanted nothing more than to pounce on them and tear them apart. "What are you murderers pretending to cry for? Feifei was killed by you, you're the ones who deserve to die! You deserve to die!"
A policeman approached them and said, "The deceased is indeed Zhou Feifei. The cause of death is drowning, suicide."
Zhou Yue suddenly pushed the police away, rushed over and lifted the white sheet, but Feifei's face was already unrecognizable. She gagged and grabbed Feifei's right hand, where the red mole was still on her hand. She suddenly started crying and laughing, pretending to be crazy.
"Ha~ Hahaha~ Ha~ Dead, good thing they're dead! Hahahaha~"
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