Chapter 57 A Perverted Temperament
Jiang Chengli exaggerated his situation, portraying himself as a victim whose wife cheated on him and who was forced to raise another man's child. He was now being oppressed and facing the risk of being left with nothing, which immediately stirred up the aunt's strong sense of justice.
"Don't worry, I'll definitely help you with this!" The aunt patted her chest righteously, but her eyes never left the bag in Jiang Chengli's hand. "That's right, your wife's family sounds quite influential, so I'm taking such a big risk..."
"Sister, I'm already very grateful that you're willing to help me. I definitely can't let you come all this way for nothing." Jiang Chengli stuffed the bag into the aunt's arms. "Here's 10,000 yuan. I'll give you another 20,000 yuan after I get the results. You just need to send the sample to the testing center in your own name. I'll cover the cost."
"11,000?" The woman was stunned.
Jiang Chengli then added, "A total of 30,000."
Although money is tempting, the aunt wasn't so blinded as to fear being crushed by this huge windfall. She thought she would be lucky to get a thousand or eight hundred.
The woman backed away repeatedly, saying, "No, no, no, go find someone else, I'm quitting."
He just throws away 10,000 yuan; his wife must be even more extraordinary. She's afraid she might have the life to take the money but not the life to spend it.
Jiang Chengli noticed her fear and reassured her, "Nothing will happen. My wife's family lives far away in Guangzhou. I took a detour to Liangcheng on a business trip. No one will find out. The verification is anonymous. I'm not going myself just to be on the safe side."
The aunt hesitated for a long time, but Jiang Chengli's accent was definitely not from Liangcheng. In the end, the stack of red bills won out. "Well, alright then."
She didn't know that Jiang Chengli wasn't actually from Liangcheng, but he was from a rural area in Liangcheng, where the poor transportation in the mountainous region had led to a diversity of dialects.
Regardless of the spy drama unfolding in Liangcheng, resembling a rendezvous between Jiang Chengli and his agents, Yan Songyu in Haishi was already preparing to take her daughter down the mountain.
Yan Songyu waited under the eaves for Feifei to pack her things. She valued cultivating Feifei's independence, and Feifei had been doing these things herself since starting elementary school.
Feng Yu appeared quietly behind her, and under the cover of his coat, he secretly took her hand. Yan Songyu glanced at him with a smile, "Jiang Chengli left a long time ago, why are you still making these little moves?"
“I never did it to provoke him; I just did it on a whim. I wanted to hold your hand, so I did.”
Yan Songyu smiled and squeezed his dry, warm hand in return. "Zhou Yue is being discharged today?"
"It seems so."
"Let's reschedule the routine physical exam for today." Yan Songyu swept her hair back behind her chest. "I have to go back to work in a couple of days, let me see Zhou Yue looking sick and cheer her up."
Feng Yu sniffed the shoulder that her hair had brushed against like a pervert, earning a glare from Yan Songyu. "Feng Yu, you've changed."
Feng Yu, puzzled, looked at her questioningly, "Hmm?"
"You're starting to have a weird vibe, and you're getting more and more shameless. I always thought you were a mature, steady, and upright gentleman."
Feng Yu laughed, "I have never been, nor do I want to be, a gentleman."
He quickly bent down and kissed Yan Songyu on the cheek, saying, "A true gentleman doesn't get such good benefits."
Yan Songyu gave him a reproachful look, but before she could say anything, Feifei came out dragging her little yellow duck suitcase.
Shanghai People's Hospital.
Yan Songyu pulled Feifei out of the car, and they ran into Zhou Yue and her daughter, as well as Zhou Chenglong who was using crutches.
"Mumu!" Feifei ran over happily to greet her.
Zhou Mu took a few steps forward, and a smile instantly broke out on his silent face. "Feifei, what brings you to the hospital?"
"I'm here for a physical exam, what about you?" Feifei held Zhou Mu's hand and looked her over, trying to see where she was injured.
Zhou Mu quickly explained, "It wasn't me, it was my mother and uncle who were injured."
Feifei turned around politely and greeted, "Hello, Aunt Zhou, are you feeling alright?"
Zhou Yue's gaze was fixed on Fei Fei's face, as if trying to find a resemblance to herself. However, Fei Fei suddenly turned her head, and Zhou Yue could only hurriedly turn her gaze to the ground. "Auntie is alright now, thank you for your concern, Fei Fei!"
Even though she didn't want to admit it, Jiang Chengli's words had left a mark on her heart. She looked at the two girls standing together, and her gaze subconsciously fell on Zhou Mu. Seeing that Zhou Mu was shorter than Fei Fei, she felt a little guilty and regretful, and there was also a hidden fear.
No! Impossible! She only acted this way because she had raised Zhou Mu for so long. Feifei is her daughter. She only softened a little because of Zhou Mu's meticulous care.
Zhou Chenglong stared at Yan Songyu's beautiful face for a long time before finally recognizing her. He had squeezed into the house to see the bride when Jiang Chengli brought her back to the village for their wedding banquet. Now, he had a look of sudden realization on his face. "Hey, Third Sister, isn't this..."
Zhou Yue suddenly snapped back to her senses and was terrified by Zhou Chenglong, who yelled, "Shut up!"
"What is it?" Zhou Yue kicked Zhou Chenglong in the butt, almost sending him sprawling face-first into the dirt. "Get the hell home right now!"
Yan Songyu must not know that she is also from Xiaoxigou, and even more so, she must not know that she knows Acheng.
Zhou Chenglong's cane flew quite a distance, and he only managed to steady himself thanks to Feng Yu's help. He thanked her gratefully, then turned and glared at Zhou Yue, "Third Sister, you have..."
Zhou Yue: Hmm?
Illness!
Zhou Chenglong immediately changed his tune, "It's alright, Third Sister, shouldn't we go home now?"
Zhou Mu quickly picked up the cane and handed it to Zhou Chenglong, saying, "Here you go, Uncle."
Yan Songyu didn't participate in the exchange from beginning to end, displaying an arrogant and haughty demeanor. However, the occasional flash of disdain in her eyes told Zhou Yue that Yan Songyu looked down on them. Perhaps in Yan Songyu's eyes, they were no different from bedbugs on the ground.
Zhou Yue's attitude towards Zhou Mu, which had softened a little due to her suspicion, immediately turned harsh again. She raised her hand and threw the travel bag containing clothes at Zhou Mu, saying, "Hold on tight. If you drop it on the ground and get it dirty, you won't be eating today."
Yan Songyu, so what if you're high and mighty? So what if you're arrogant? Your daughter still suffers under my control!
She was too easily provoked by Yan Songyu because she was jealous of him, to the point of madness.
Zhou Mu was hit and fell to the ground with a thud. Fei Fei quickly helped her up and looked at Zhou Yue disapprovingly. She already knew how hopeless Zhou Yue was and was too lazy to persuade her anymore.
Zhou Yue met Fei Fei's disgusted gaze, and as she looked away, she saw the hurt in Zhou Mu's eyes. Enraged, she snatched Zhou Chenglong's cane and smacked Zhou Mu in the waist. "Aren't you leaving?"
Zhou Mu held back her tears and said goodbye to Fei Fei. The little girl, carrying large and small bags, slowly followed Zhou Yue away.
Feifei frowned as she looked at the three figures of the injured woman and child. "Mom, can't we really help Mumu? Her mother treated her so badly."
"Even an upright official can't settle family disputes. No matter how capable a mother is, she can't interfere in other people's lives." Yan Songyu patted the two little bumps on Feifei's head, showing no shame for her deliberate provocation.
Feng Yu glanced at his watch and reminded him, "It's time for our appointment; we should go for our medical check-up."
Zhou Yue walked a short distance and suddenly turned around. Yan Songyu was holding Feifei's hand, while Feng Yu was half a step behind Yan Songyu, his hand protectively embracing her. The lively and lovely little girl, the beautiful and charming woman, and the tall and handsome man—who could say they weren't a loving family?
It turns out that there were signs of Yan Songyu's infidelity all along, but she always focused her attention on Feifei and Yan Songyu, ignoring Feng Yu who was just a background figure.
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