After Jiang Jingyu finished speaking, she walked out of the room with her head held high and had the servants lock the door again to prevent Lu Anyu from running out of the Shen family's old residence.
Lu Anyu, who was squatting on the ground with his knees drawn up to his chest, had a pale face and was breathing rapidly.
Tears welled up in her eyes from anger at the old woman.
He needs to find his mother; he must get out of here.
The little guy, cheered up, got up from the ground, picked up the things on the table, walked to the window, and threw them down one by one.
Books, cups, desk lamp.
He threw everything he could out the window.
The window of this bedroom faces directly onto the courtyard of the old house.
The maid responsible for cleaning was almost hit on the head by an object thrown from upstairs.
They covered their heads and hid far away.
"What should we do if Young Master An keeps losing things?" the servants discussed among themselves.
"Should we inform Madam?"
"Madam instructed that no matter what happens upstairs, young master An'an must not be allowed to come out. Whatever he throws down, just clean it up; we can always clear out the upstairs."
The butler gave instructions to the servants present.
The servants quickly brought cleaning tools and cleaned the yard.
For every item Lu Anyu throws away, the person downstairs sweeps it up.
Lu Anyu even picked up the blanket from the bed, stuffed it through the largest gap in the window, and threw it downstairs.
Until the room was completely empty, leaving only a bare bed and bedside table, as well as a desk and sofa—these hard furnishings that couldn't be thrown away.
Jiang Jingyu now has sole authority over the Shen family mansion, controlling all matters, big and small.
Everyone in the old house had to obey her orders.
The servants all assumed that Shen Jinmo would be staying in the hospital long-term and would never return to the old house.
A black luxury sedan drove into the yard.
Lin Jing, the driver, got out of the car first and prepared the wheelchair.
When the butler saw that it was Shen Jinmo's car, he looked flustered and quickly went forward to greet him.
Shen Jinmo got out of the car, wearing a heavy black coat.
His legs became incredibly clumsy, and he could only be helped into a wheelchair by Lin Jing.
The butler hurried over and stood behind the wheelchair, pushing the armrests: "Young Master, why did you come back so soon?"
"What? Can't I come back?" Shen Jinmo coldly glanced at the butler.
"That's not what I meant. Didn't Madam want you to rest more in the hospital?" The butler greeted Shen Jingmo warmly while giving the maids a look, signaling them to invite Madam over and release Lu Anyu, so that the young master wouldn't discover that the Shen family was keeping Lu Anyu under house arrest.
"Where is An'an?" Shen Jinmo asked seriously.
"Young Master An'an is resting upstairs. I'll have a servant invite him down."
The butler followed Shen Jinmo into the house.
"No need, I'll go upstairs and find him myself."
The old house was equipped with an elevator. Lin Jing took the wheelchair armrest from the butler and pushed Shen Jinmo directly upstairs in the elevator.
Fearing that the mistress's mistreatment of Lu Anyu would be exposed, the butler immediately went upstairs via another staircase to fetch Lu Anyu.
Ding-dong—
The elevator doors opened.
Shen Jinmo arrived at the children's room on the second floor.
The butler was already standing at the door, using a key to open it.
Upon seeing Shen Jinmo, he immediately turned the lock and pulled the key off the door.
"Young Master, Young Master An'an is sleeping inside."
The butler immediately hid the key, stood respectfully to the side, and made way for him.
"Lin Jing, open the door," Shen Jingmo instructed Lin Jing.
Lin Jing stepped out from behind the wheelchair and turned the doorknob.
I tried turning the knob for ages, but the door still wouldn't open.
"Butler, what's going on?"
"Wait, it's possible that Young Master An'an locked it from the inside. Let me try to open it with the key."
The butler nervously pulled the room key out of his pocket and opened the door.
I tried it once, but it still didn't work.
As the key turned, the door remained locked. Sweat beaded on the butler's forehead, and his fingers trembled. "The lock is probably broken."
"Is the lock broken, or did you lock someone inside on purpose?" Shen Jinmo's gloomy gaze swept sharply over the butler.
The butler was so frightened that his legs trembled: "Young Master, Young Master An'an is now the most favored person in the Shen family. How dare we neglect him?"
"Is this how you spoil him?"
Shen Jinmo's eyes were blazing with fire, and his gloomy expression was terrifying.
The housekeeper immediately said, "I'll go find a locksmith right away."
As soon as the butler stepped out of the door, Shen Jingmo ordered Lin Jing, "Kick the door open."
Lu Zhiwei's fate remains unknown.
If he couldn't even take good care of An'an.
Whether he lives or dies, how will he face her?
"No, Assistant Lin, Young Master An'an is sleeping. Kicking the door like this will scare him."
The housekeeper wanted to stall for time.
Suddenly, a heart-wrenching cry erupted from the room.
That hoarse voice is heartbreaking.
Lin Jing didn't dare to hesitate any longer and immediately kicked him.
The room door was kicked open.
Lu Anyu sat on the ground wiping away tears. His whole body was purple from the cold. He was naked, wearing only a pair of shorts, socks, and shoes...
A chilly breeze wafted out of the room, brushing against Shen Jinmo's face.
The room without heating and the outdoor room with abundant heating create significant convection.
The contrast between the hot and cold temperatures caused Shen Jinmo to tremble slightly.
Especially seeing Lu Anyu sitting on the ground in such a disheveled state.
Shen Jinmo's heart felt as if it had been thrown into a meat grinder and repeatedly pulverized.
That's Lu Zhiwei's son, her precious darling who she cherishes more than her own life.
But now they are being treated like this at the Shen family's house.
Shen Jinmo slumped off his wheelchair and crawled over to Lu Anyu's side in a few steps, trying to wrap Lu Anyu in the blanket.
There wasn't even a blanket in the room.
Not only that.
There was nothing else in the room except for a bare bed, a sofa, and a wardrobe...
He could only quickly take off his coat, wrap Lu Anyu tightly in it, and hug him to warm the little guy up quickly.
"Father..." Lu Anyu called out weakly.
This hoarse call broke Shen Jinmo's heart.
"I'm sorry, it's Daddy's fault, Daddy didn't take good care of you."
"Daddy, I'm so cold. Am I going to die?" Lu Anyu, nestled in Shen Jinmo's arms, looked at him weakly and managed to squeeze out a few words.
"No, no." Shen Jinmo hugged Lu Anyu even tighter, afraid that the fragile little guy would suddenly stop breathing in his arms.
He can't afford to lose anyone else.
Seeing this, Lin Jing said to Shen Jinmo, "President Shen, I'll go and fetch the family doctor."
Lin Jing then left the room.
The butler, who was blocking the doorway, lowered his eyes and clenched his fingers, not daring to look directly at Shen Jinmo.
Shen Jinmo angrily questioned the butler, "What exactly happened?"
The butler was trembling with fear, stammering as he tried to figure out how to explain.
Lu Anyu hooked his arms around Shen Jinmo's neck and said weakly, "Grandma made them do it."
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