Chapter 95 The Ending of the Previous Life (6)
"While you were having so much fun that you forgot about home, Mom had an accident and fell from the building, dying on the spot. It's been three days since you last showed up, and Grandpa's condition has worsened, so he's in the emergency room. How about that news to cheer you up?" Yan Mu continued to mock him.
"I...I don't know, sister, I didn't mean to, Mom..."
Yan Songyu found it strange. Yan Xu had been taught by Jiang Chengli to be at odds with her, yet he was actually saddened by her departure.
The day Yan Xu ran away, he yelled at her that he wished he didn't have her as his mother. At that time, she hated Jiang Chengli because of Fei Fei's being switched, so she also took her anger out on this son who looked very much like Jiang Chengli, slapped him, and told him to get out.
Such genuine sadness suggests that he may still have feelings for her.
"Shut up!"
As Yan Mu yelled at him, he slapped Yan Xu, saying, "You had a big fight with Mom before you left. You don't deserve to mention Mom."
"Mumu, don't be like this. Your brother didn't do it on purpose. It's because your mother pressured him too much before, so..."
Jiang Chengli was frightened into silence by Yan Mu's murderous gaze.
"That's because you spoiled him into this state."
Yan Mu stopped calling him "Dad" altogether.
Clatter—
As soon as the door opened, Yan Mu went to greet him, "Doctor, how is my grandfather?"
"Young Master Yan, Mr. Yan is out of danger, but he is still in a coma and needs to be observed in the ICU."
Yan Mu breathed a sigh of relief, but then he caught a glimpse of regret in Jiang Chengli's eyes that he couldn't hide.
Ruixin Group suffered a major setback. Yan Songyu died, and the news of Yan Binghua's hospitalization was reported by the media. Yan Mu was busy and overwhelmed all day long, trying to stabilize the situation. He also insisted on staying by Yan Binghua's bedside with Yan Xu. In just three days, Yan Mu became extremely haggard.
Yan Songyu stayed by Yan Mu's side the whole time. Seeing how desperately she was trying, she couldn't help but pat her head. "Mu Mu, you should take good care of yourself."
Yan Mu seemed to sense her presence, looking blankly at Yan Songyu's location, "Mom, is that you?"
The next second, a large hand waved in front of her eyes. "Sis, are you hallucinating from exhaustion? Are you calling for... Mom?"
Yan Mu glanced at Yan Xu expressionlessly, rubbed her temples, and continued to focus on the computer; she still had a pile of documents to process.
Yan Xu was incredibly bored, but he dared not use his phone or leave the room. He could only stare blankly at Yan Binghua on the hospital bed. Suddenly—
"Sister, Grandpa's finger moved!" Yan Xu exclaimed.
Yan Mu immediately went to the bedside. Yan Binghua's eyes were moving! She quickly pressed the call button to call the doctor.
"That's great! That's great! Is Dad alright?"
Yan Songyu wept with joy; though no tears fell from her soul, her feelings were truly profound.
She floated to the bedside and rested her head against Yan Binghua's. "Dad, you will get better."
When the doctor arrived, Yan Binghua had just opened his eyes. He vaguely saw Yan Songyu by the bedside and tried to raise his hand to touch Yan Songyu's face, but in the end, he only passed right through her face.
To others, this scene seemed like Yan Binghua was just seeing things after he lost consciousness, and that he was touching thin air. Only Yan Songyu knew that he had really seen her just now, and their eyes met.
Two or three seconds later, Yan Binghua's eyes cleared. When he looked around again, there were only doctors and nurses, Yan Mu and Yan Xu, but his daughter was nowhere to be seen.
"Mr. Yan has recovered very well. He just needs to recuperate, but it is important that he avoids any further stimulation."
The doctor finished giving instructions and left. Yan Binghua looked at his granddaughter and grandson through teary eyes, "Mumu, your mother..."
Yan Mu quickly comforted him, "Grandpa, please don't get agitated. Your mother will worry if you do this."
Yan Binghua's tears streamed down his face. "I...my daughter..."
Yan Mu took Yan Binghua's hand and placed it on her face. "Grandpa, look at me. You still have me and Yan Xu. We all still need you. Mom is gone. You must not abandon us."
“Yes, Grandpa, don’t get agitated. Life has to go on. How can you bear to abandon us?” Yan Xu’e tried to comfort him. “I know nothing about the company, and I still have to go to school. Right now, the company and the family are all relying on my sister. You must be worried about us, right? You haven’t even seen me get married yet.”
Yan Songyu looked at the grandfather and grandson who were crying in each other's arms, her eyes full of heartache. "Cry, it'll make you feel better. Dad, you have to get better."
If Yan Binghua gets into trouble because of her, she will probably never be able to forgive herself. She misjudged people and was blinded by love, which has already harmed her daughter. If she drags her father into trouble as well, she will have no choice but to atone with her death.
After Yan Binghua finished crying, he touched Yan Mu's face and said with heartache, "You've worked so hard, Mu Mu. Grandpa will pull himself together. Grandpa will find out the truth and get justice for your mother."
Yan Mu nodded firmly, finally revealing a genuine smile, "Yes, I'll go with Grandpa."
When Yan Binghua woke up, he looked twenty years older. Despite his deep sorrow, he had no choice but to pull himself together and mobilize resources to investigate the case of Yan Songyu's accidental death.
Looking at his exhausted appearance, Yan Songyu suddenly understood what Feifei had told her that day.
“I know my mother loves me, but I love my mother too. If it were me, I would hope that even without me, my mother would live bravely, strongly, and happily, instead of wallowing in hatred and destroying herself.”
Yan Songyu desperately wanted to say these words to Yan Binghua. She also wanted her father to enjoy his old age in peace and not have to worry about her and her unfilial daughter when he was old. But he couldn't hear her.
Under the investigation by Yan Binghua, Yan Mu, Feng Yu, and the police, Jiang Chengli panicked and hurriedly called Zhou Yue.
Yan Mu first found some clues, and after integrating all the evidence, they pointed to one person—Jiang Chengli.
"What, what's going on? It's...it's Dad?" Yan Mu couldn't believe it at all.
Yan Songyu's heart was in her throat. She stared at Yan Mu without moving, trying to figure out what she was thinking. Would she use the Yan family's power to protect Jiang Chengli and Zhou Yue?
Yan Mu eventually came to the gallery to verify with Jiang Chengli. Before entering, she set up an alarm message to be sent to Chen Xu at a set time.
However, before she even had to ask, she overheard Jiang Chengli's secret at the door and confirmed the cause of Yan Songyu's death.
Yan Mu bit her lip tightly until blood slowly seeped from her pale lips without making a sound. Even though she was in a state of turmoil, she did not forget to raise her phone to record evidence of Jiang Chengli's confession.
Jiang Chengli coaxed the person on the other end of the phone: "A-Yue, you pushed Yan Songyu, you can't escape now, but as long as you don't betray me, there's still hope. I'll find someone to give you a diagnosis of mental illness, at most you'll be sent to a mental hospital, and I'll pull some strings, and you'll be out soon."
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"You'll be fine, don't be afraid. I won't let anything happen to you. Don't worry. If I go in with you, we're both completely finished."
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"Mumu? She doesn't know the truth yet. You're placing your hopes on her, but who knows if she can accept you? Mumu and Yan Songyu have the best relationship, even better than mine."
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Yan Mu was completely confused. She didn't seem to understand who was on the other end of the phone, why they were involved, or what the question of acceptance or rejection was.
When Yan Songyu saw the police report text message, her tense emotions immediately dissipated, and joy appeared in her eyes and brows. But when she heard Jiang Chengli mention Yan Mu, she remembered that Yan Mu did not know her identity. If she knew, would she still make this choice?
Yan Songyu suddenly felt like escaping, but she could only stay around Yan Mu.
Inside the room, Jiang Chengli seemed to be angered by the person on the phone. He suddenly turned around, and his angry eyes met Yan Mu's, who was lost in thought. He was immediately startled, "Mu, Mu Mu?"
Jiang Chengli quickly pulled Yan Mu inside, glanced down the corridor to make sure no one was there, and then closed the door. "Mu Mu, when did you get here?"
Yan Mu said expressionlessly, "I heard everything. You and someone else killed my mother. Who was on the other end of the phone? Who is A-Yue?"
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