Chapter 55 Eating shit tastes better
After returning to his room, Jiang Chengli immediately put the rabbit-head toothbrush and a regular blue toothbrush into a sealed bag.
The Yan family lived a refined life; even their toothbrushes were custom-made. Feifei had a pink rabbit-head toothbrush, Yan Songyu liked light green, and Yan Binghua used gold. So, in this courtyard, only he and Feng Yu used the villa's standard blue toothbrush. His toothbrush was lying in the trash can outside the courtyard.
Yes, he suspected that Yan Songyu had already gotten together with Feng Yu, so he still needed to get Zhou Mu's DNA sample.
The worst-case scenario is that the affair of switching women has already been discovered. Feifei is the daughter of Yan Songyu and Feng Yu, which means that Yan Songyu was never sincere towards him. Therefore, his misfortunes and bad luck over the years have a reason.
The best-case scenario is that Yan Songyu cheated on him with Feng Yu after his car accident, and Feifei is his and Zhou Yue's daughter. In that case, he could continue to endure it, and the Yan family would eventually be his.
Jiang Chengli filled the bathtub with cold water... He wanted to leave Taoshan as soon as possible, with a plausible excuse.
Yan Binghua has held the leading position in Shanghai's economy for so many years, so he must be extremely cautious and not gamble with the conscience of the Yan family.
The next day, Jiang Chengli developed a high fever. He came to say goodbye in a daze. Yan Songyu sneered, "Soaking in a hot spring can make you catch a cold. You really are a wild boar that can't eat fine chaff."
Jiang Chengli lowered his eyes. She really did put her dissatisfaction with him on the table. Well, weren't those two scoundrels plotting to make him take the initiative to divorce her and ruin him?
It won't be that easy. The Yan family has ruined him like this, and now they want to get rid of him? Not so easy.
"I'm sorry, Xiaoyu, I've spoiled everyone's fun. My immune system has been very weak since the car accident."
Jiang Chengli adopted a humble posture, but no one cared. Whether it was genuine or not, he couldn't live without Yan Songyu or the Yan family now, and that was enough.
"Go ahead and take good care of yourself," Yan Binghua casually instructed, less concerned than dismissing a cat or dog. Perhaps feeling he was being too cold, he added, "I'll have Lao Wang take care of you."
"No, Dad, let Uncle Wang enjoy the holiday. I just have a minor cold, it's nothing."
Jiang Chengli walked out with a limp, his back straight, looking quite proud and unyielding.
Feifei watched Jiang Chengli's retreating figure in silence. Her feelings for her father were too complicated. Every time she tried to pretend he didn't exist, he would suddenly reappear, so she still couldn't sort out her own thoughts.
Ugh, so annoying! I don't want to think about it anymore.
Feifei shook her head, as if trying to shake off her worries. "Mommy, can I go play in the snow?"
"Okay, but you need to keep warm." Yan Songyu pinched her little face, took the little cloak that matched her cotton-padded jacket and put it on her, along with gloves and earmuffs, until she was wrapped up like a red ball before letting her go.
Snow-covered branches cannot conceal the delicate fragrance of plum blossoms, which permeates the heart and soul.
Yan Binghua looked at the mother and daughter playing in the snow in the yard and invited Feng Yu to sit down and have some tea.
Yan Songyu was making snowballs with Feifei under the tree, unaware that the plum blossom branches above their heads were being weighed down by the snow.
"careful!"
Feng Yu's reminder came too late; by the time the mother and daughter turned to look at him, the snowflake had already landed on their heads.
Feifei, wearing a hat, escaped the disaster, but Yan Songyu fared much worse; a clump of snow landed on her neck, making her shiver and cry out, "Ouch!"
Feifei looked at Yan Songyu's disheveled appearance and suddenly laughed.
"Oh, Feifei, you dare to laugh at your mother? If I hadn't forced you to wear that hat, you'd be in the same sorry state as me right now." She secretly grabbed a handful of snow and quietly approached Feifei.
But Feifei had already noticed her little trick and ran away as fast as she could, yelling, "Help! Grandpa, Mom is bullying me! Uncle Feng, help me!"
Yan Songyu pretended to chase after her, but Feifei screamed and ran behind Yan Binghua to hide.
Laughter filled the courtyard, creating an atmosphere of warmth and harmony that was more pronounced than before.
As Jiang Chengli sat in the car going down the mountain, he held his phone and sent a message to that familiar number, and quickly received a reply.
"Hospital?"
What a coincidence.
Just as Zhou Mu handed the congee to Zhou Yue, she put away her phone.
Zhou Chenglong swallowed hard, looking at Zhou Yue expectantly, "Third Sister, I... I'm hungry too."
"Go buy it yourself." Zhou Yue didn't even glance at him; the few coins he had hidden in his pocket had already been used up.
Zhou Chenglong whispered, "I really have no money left."
Zhou Yue sneered, "You want to eat when you have no money? Eating shit is more delicious."
"Third sister, I still have the strength. Once I recover, I will definitely pay you back all the money I've spent."
Zhou Yue ate her white rice porridge, remaining noncommittal.
"Third sister, don't worry, I swear, even if I have to steal, rob, sell my blood or kidneys, I will definitely pay you back."
Zhou Yue was probably moved. She paused slightly while holding the porridge, and a strange light flashed in her eyes. She handed the remaining half of the porridge to Zhou Mu.
"Thank you, Mom!"
Zhou Mu thought Zhou Yue was giving her leftovers as usual, but just as she put the bowl to her lips, her hand was slapped. "This is for your uncle, what are you doing?"
"Oh, okay." Zhou Mu handed the bowl to Zhou Chenglong, just then her stomach growled.
Zhou Chenglong was reluctant to eat Zhou Yue's leftovers. "Third sister, can't you buy me something new? Look, Mumu is hungry too."
Zhou Yue understood his thoughts perfectly. "You're not satisfied with having food? If you're so disgusted, then go hungry."
"No problem, no problem." Zhou Chenglong immediately snatched the half bowl of porridge and wolfed it down; filling his stomach was more important.
Ding-dong—
Zhou Yue's phone rang again. She glanced at it, took out a dollar to send Zhou Mu away, and said, "I should be discharged from the hospital in a couple of days. Go back and clean the house."
Zhou Mu silently accepted the money. She knew it was for the bus fare. However, as soon as she stepped out the door, everything went black. Xiao Ling, who was checking on her, quickly helped Zhou Mu up. Seeing that she was pale and covered in sweat, she quickly unwrapped a chocolate from her pocket and gave her one.
This was the second time she had encountered Zhou Mu with hypoglycemia. She knew about Zhou Mu's condition, but her abilities were limited, and she could only do her bit when she encountered him.
After recovering, Zhou Mu forced a smile that looked more like a grimace. "Thank you, Sister Xiaoling, you saved me again."
Xiaoling could only tenderly tell her, "Mumu, you must take good care of yourself and love yourself! It doesn't matter whether others love you or not, the important thing is that you must love yourself!"
"Okay, I've got it."
At the hospital entrance, where the cold wind was howling, Zhou Mu, wrapped in a thin coat, rushed towards the bus stop, but accidentally bumped into Jiang Chengli's arms.
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