Chapter 50: Uncle Chen's Death
I thought Tian Fen would come to me, and at most argue with me and scold me for calling the police.
But I didn't expect her to just pick up a kitchen knife and chop me. Seeing that, my heart was really chilled. I felt bad for her and Uncle Chen. Because of my debt to Chen Xi, I had given her everything, but they had already treated me like a machine to take things from them, and hadn't even considered my perspective.
I think that from now on, I will never be soft-hearted towards her parents because of Chen Xi.
When she swung at me, my body tilted and Tian Fen missed and almost fell to the ground. She turned around and rushed towards me again. This time I didn't dodge. I reached out and quickly grabbed her wrist. With my other hand, I snatched the kitchen knife from her hand. Before she could react, I put the knife on her neck.
Tian Fen panicked and was so scared that she asked me to put down the kitchen knife quickly.
"Tian Fen, what did you do to me just now? Do you want to kill me?" I shouted coldly.
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I just lost control of my emotions."
I sneered and was about to say something when Tian Fen started crying.
"Xiao Wan, why did you treat me like this? Killing someone means paying with your life. I lost control because of you. I asked you for one million, but not only did you call the police, you also called Jiang..."
I interrupted Tian Fen's words.
"It's really funny, Aunt Tian. I, Yu Xiaowan, have always thought I've been very kind to you and Uncle Chen. I've already given you everything I should have given you. It's just that you two are so ungrateful. I have no other options..."
"Wait, who did you just say I looked for?" I looked at Tian Fen in confusion.
As she asked this question, Tian Fen started crying again.
"Jiang Ruohe, Xiaowan, he hired someone to beat up your uncle Chen and me."
"You deserve to be beaten." I said unhappily.
"But he had Uncle Chen's hands chopped off?"
I looked at Tian Fen in surprise, somewhat unable to believe it.
How did Jiang Ruohe know about Tian Fen and Uncle Chen? Beating him up would be fine, but cutting off Uncle Chen's hands is too much.
Uncle Chen couldn’t gamble anymore since he had lost his hands, but he also couldn’t manage his life.
I looked at Tian Fen suspiciously and asked if Uncle Chen's hands were really chopped off by Jiang Ruohe. After all, Tian Fen had a long history of bad deeds, and it was very likely that she said that to gain my sympathy.
"Why would I lie to you? Otherwise, why would I chop you with a kitchen knife? If you don't believe me, I'll take you to find your Uncle Chen."
I looked at Tian Fen with some vigilance, and after thinking about it, I decided to go and see. Only by meeting Uncle Chen in person could I know whether Tian Fen was lying or not.
"Okay, you lead the way."
Of course, I still have the kitchen knife. In this way, even if the two elders team up to deal with me, I shouldn't be too bad.
Tian Rong took me through several alleys and finally arrived at the door of a remote house. As soon as the door opened, I quickly covered my nose. As soon as I entered the yard, I smelled a particularly pungent smell. I couldn't describe what the smell was, but it felt like a mixture of various smells.
He looked around and glanced at Tian Fen. He thought to himself how lazy these two people were and how long it had been since they had cleaned the house.
Tian Fen seemed to be used to the smell, so she pushed open the door and called out "Lao Chen". Lao Chen let out a cry and rushed in.
I stood at the doorway and saw Uncle Chen hanging from the beam with a bed sheet. He had committed suicide by hanging himself. There was a suicide note on the table: "Without my hands, how can I gamble again?"
I felt a little sad for Uncle Chen. At this time, he was still thinking about gambling. Jiang Ruohe cut off his hands simply because he didn't want him to gamble anymore, but he died. In other words, he was forced to death by Jiang Ruohe.
Thinking of this, I still feel a little resentful towards Jiang Ruohe. I don't know why he cares about my affairs, but it is too cruel to cut off Uncle Chen's hands and let him commit suicide.
I glanced at Tian Fen, who was crying loudly. I took out my phone and called the police. Soon Yan Yun arrived with his men.
Yan Yun asked Tian Fen what happened. Tian Fen sobbed, looked at me, and then said that Uncle Chen had his hands chopped off by debt collectors. Without his hands, he could no longer gamble, so he committed suicide.
I glanced at Tian Fen, thinking that she didn't give Jiang Ruohe up in front of the police because she was afraid of Jiang's power, so I didn't pay much attention to it.
The smell in the room was a bit stuffy and disgusting, so I walked out. Yan Yun soon followed me out and sighed.
"This really proves the saying, 'People die for money, birds die for food.' If Chen Shu hadn't been a gambler, he wouldn't have had his hands chopped off by the debt collectors, and he wouldn't have..."
Yan Yun looked at the kitchen knife in my hand and asked me why I was here. I briefly told him what had just happened and handed him the kitchen knife.
Yan Yun said that Tian Fen actually tried to kill me with a knife and asked if he should detain Tian Fen.
"Forget it. Uncle Chen is dead. Let's not dwell on it anymore. I believe she has learned her lesson and will repent."
After Yan Yun left, I went into the house again and gave all the two thousand yuan in my bag to Tian Fen, asking Tian Fen to bury Uncle Chen.
Tian Fen wiped her tears and looked at me.
"Two thousand yuan is too little..."
I rolled my eyes at her and said forget it. Just as I was about to take it back, Tian Fen snatched the two thousand yuan from me, quickly stuffed it into her pocket, and looked up at me again.
"Xiao Wan, I didn't tell the police that it was Jiang Ruohe who chopped off Lao Chen's hand just now. It was entirely for your sake. If the police arrested Jiang Ruohe, you would be alone."
The corner of my mouth twitched. It turned out that this was Tian Fen's plan. It was much more long-term than I thought. It seemed that I still underestimated her.
"So you mean..."
"Give me another hundred thousand, Xiaowan. Now that your Uncle Chen is gone, I have no one to rely on."
I looked gloomy and didn't say anything to Tianfen. Tianfen threw herself into Uncle Chen's arms and burst into tears.
"Old Chen, you died so tragically. How could I live without you? And my poor son, you died so tragically, leaving at such a young age..."
Seeing that Tian Fen was still planning to play the sympathy card, he looked at her with some disgust, said, "You never change," and turned to leave.
Seeing that I ignored her, Tian Fen quickly stood up.
"Yu Xiaowan, you are too hard-hearted. My son was so blind that he fell for a bitch like you. Yu Xiaowan, I tell you, I will never play with you in this life."
I was too lazy to argue with such an unreasonable person, so I went back directly.
When I got home, I found that Jiang Ruohe, whom I hadn't seen for a long time, was at home again. He was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper. When he saw me come back, he looked up at me and quickly returned his gaze to the newspaper.
I was about to go upstairs, but when I reached the stairs, I turned back.
"Jiang Ruohe, don't worry about my affairs from now on."
Jiang Ruohe shuddered, but said without turning back.
"Who cares about your business?"
I walked up to him angrily and stared at him.
"You didn't care? Then let me ask you, have you ever gone to see Mr. and Mrs. Tian Fen?"
There was a strange flash in Jiang Ruohe's eyes, but he didn't say anything else, apparently agreeing.
I snorted coldly.
"Jiang Ruohe, don't think you're powerful enough. You cut off Uncle Chen's hands, and he ended up committing suicide."
People like Uncle Chen deserve to die. If it were me, I would have fantasized about chopping off his hands and making him live a good life. But thoughts are just thoughts. If I really had to do it, I couldn't bring myself to do it. What's more, Uncle Chen did not repent, but committed suicide instead.
Jiang Ruohe stood up from the sofa, looked at me, and wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back.
"Jiang Ruohe, don't meddle in my affairs from now on. Don't think that you are helping me for redemption. I tell you, I won't accept it."
I still resent Jiang Ruohe for raping me that night, which resulted in me not even being able to see my father for the last time. So every time I see him, I feel resentful and I can't stand Jiang Ruohe at all.
Jiang Ruohe glanced at me.
"If it was Xiao Shi who chopped off Chen Shu's hands, would you be so angry?"
I was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding why he asked. Jiang Ruohe said nothing, picked up his suit jacket on the sofa, and left angrily.
Looking at Jiang Ruohe's back, I muttered something, feeling confused.
Aunt Liu came out of the kitchen, looked at Jiang Ruohe who was leaving, then looked at me who was standing there, and shook her head.
I entered the bedroom and sat on the bed. Jiang Ruohe's question was still lingering in my ears. I thought about it and realized that if the person who chopped off Chen Shu's hands was Xiao Shi, maybe I wouldn't be so angry. As for why, I couldn't say.
After taking a shower, I lay on the bed feeling a little irritated, staring at the ceiling. I figured it would only take half a month for Grandpa to come back, and then I could...
When I was sleeping soundly, the phone suddenly rang. I opened my eyes reluctantly and answered the call.
When I rushed to the bar, I saw Jiang Ruohe lying on the bar counter. The waiter breathed a sigh of relief when he saw me coming.
"Ms. Yu, it's great that you've come. Our bar is almost closing. Please get him out of here quickly. I'll give you a 20% discount on the drinks."
Looking at Jiang Ruohe's expression, he really wanted to leave him here and walk away. Although he thought so in his mind, he still paid the bill obediently and helped Jiang Ruohe out of the bar.
Before they could help him into the car, the man was too heavy and fell directly onto the road, hitting his forehead on the steps.
"What a troublesome person."
I squatted down and tried to help Jiang Ruohe up, but when I was halfway up, he fell down again. I lost my balance and fell on Jiang Ruohe.
I hurriedly got up, but unexpectedly saw the wound on his chest. It was the wound I stabbed with the scissors on the night my father died. Somehow, I reached out and gently touched his wound, then retracted my hand, secretly cursing myself for thinking too much. It was already a good thing that I didn't kill him back then.
With some difficulty, he dragged Jiang Ruohe into the car and drove back to the Jiang family yard.
I got out of the car and opened the door, intending to drag Jiang Ruohe out, but as soon as the door opened, he opened his eyes in a daze, stretched out his hands and rushed towards me, hugging me tightly.
I was completely stunned. Jiang Ruohe's head was pressed against my chest. My heart suddenly started pounding. I came to my senses and quickly pushed Jiang Ruohe away.
Seeing Jiang Ruohe lying in the car, I cursed him as a pervert and went into the house. After a while, Aunt Liu came down with me. Seeing the drunk Jiang Ruohe, she was shocked.
"The young master rarely drinks."
Liu Ma also said that he couldn't drink much and would get drunk after just one glass.
Thinking of this, while Aunt Liu wasn't paying attention, I stretched out my leg and kicked Jiang Ruohe, cursing Jiang Ruohe inwardly. He knew that he couldn't drink, but he still went to drink. Wasn't he deliberately causing trouble for me?
It took a lot of effort for Aunt Liu and I to get Jiang Ruohe upstairs and drag him into the bedroom.
Just as I was about to lie down on the bed, Jiang Ruohe vomited twice, broke free from Liu Ma's hand with one hand, turned around and hugged me again.
I don't know if he did it on purpose, but after hugging me tightly, he let out a "wow" and vomited all the filth on my shoulder.
"Jiang Ruohe." I had the urge to kill him and hurriedly pushed him onto the bed. Seeing how angry I was, Aunt Liu hurriedly tried to persuade me to calm down.
"Master, he's drunk..."
This is what I convinced myself in my heart, to be patient.
"Auntie Liu, you go and rest first, I'll clean up." I turned to look at Auntie Liu.
Aunt Liu shook her head and said she would clean up and asked me to take a shower first.
I changed my dirty clothes and went to the bathroom. After scrubbing for a while, I came out and found that the filth on the floor had been cleaned up by Liu Ma. Liu Ma also took this opportunity to cook a hangover soup.
"Madam, you're out just in time. Hurry up and feed the young master this hangover soup. Here are his clothes. Please help him wipe his body and change his clothes."
I opened my eyes wide and looked at Aunt Liu.
"Can I not wipe it or change it?"
Aunt Liu smiled at me kindly, as if she had heard a joke.
"The young master is your husband. If you don't help him change, who will?"
“…”
"Okay, Xiaowan, you can't let the young master catch a cold while sleeping like this."
That's what I really thought, but it's just a thought in my mind. If I really see it that way, I really can't do it. After all, I have a kind heart.
Seeing that I was wavering, Aunt Liu hurriedly said that she was going back to sleep. When she left, she also took away my dirty clothes. I hugged her and said I would wash them myself. Aunt Liu said she had washed them and that she would take good care of me in the future.
Hearing Aunt Liu say this, my nose felt a little sore. With just these simple words, I felt like I was enjoying a motherly love that I had never enjoyed before.
I don't see this kind of care in Shen Xiuting.
At that time, after my father married Shen Xiuting, Shen Xiuting would wash clothes for Tian Rong and buy delicious food for her, but I washed my own clothes and cooked for myself when my father was not around.
Although Shen Xiuting is my stepmother, I have known since I was a child that she has disliked me from the very beginning.
At that time, I always missed my mother who died young. I would think, how wonderful it would be if I was a child who had a mother who loved me. The only regret is that I still don’t know what my mother who died young looked like. Every time I asked my father, he would think for a long time and then say three words: very beautiful.
Coming back to my senses, Jiang Ruohe and I were the only ones left in the bedroom. I sat on the edge of the bed, lifted up his head, and slapped his face with my hand.
Jiang Ruohe opened his eyes dazedly. I hurriedly picked up the hangover soup I had that night and forced it down his throat. After drinking the hangover soup, Jiang Ruohe dozed off again.
I went to the bathroom and got a basin of water. I took off his shirt and trousers, and looked at his strong chest. My face turned red, and I quickly looked away. I felt a little annoyed. How should I start?
After thinking for a while, he took out an eye mask from the drawer, wrung out the towel, and began to bathe Jiang Ruohe by touching him. After a couple of strokes, when he was about to call it a day, someone suddenly grabbed his wrist.
I shuddered all over and hurriedly pulled off the blindfold, only to find that Jiang Ruohe had woken up at some point and was looking at me with his eyes wide open.
I was extremely nervous.
"Me too, me too. I had no choice but to help me wipe it." For some reason, he started to stutter.
Jiang Ruohe suddenly let go of me, closed his eyes, and fell asleep again. He turned over comfortably with his back to me.
"So you haven't woken up yet."
I breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from my forehead, and went into the bathroom with some water. When I came out, I walked up to Jiang Ruohe and found that he had turned around again.
I squatted down, looked at his stern face and curled eyelashes, and was distracted for a moment. When I came to my senses, I cursed myself for being so infatuated. I hated such a cold-blooded guy so much.
However, seeing the cut on his forehead, I kindly found a Band-Aid and put it on him. As soon as my hand touched his forehead, I felt Jiang Ruohe tremble all over, which scared me too. I waited for a while, and seeing that he didn't move, I reached out to cover him with the quilt, opened the closet, took the bed quilt from the closet, and went to the guest room.
When I woke up in the morning, because my cosmetics were all in the bedroom, when I pushed the door open and entered the room, I found Jiang Ruohe standing in front of the wardrobe buttoning his shirt. When he saw me come in, he glanced at me lightly.
He said nothing and went out in neatly dressed.
I curled my lips. This guy really has no conscience. I took great pains to take care of him last night, but he didn't even say thank you. If I had known this would happen, I should have just left him in the bar last night.
After putting on some light makeup, I went downstairs to have breakfast. Jiang Ruohe was there, and Aunt Liu was smiling and saying something to him.
"Young Master, last night when you got drunk, it was Young Madam who went to the bar to pick you up. When you came back, you vomited all over her. But Young Madam didn't get angry. Instead, she helped you bathe and change clothes..."
“…”
I felt like burrowing into the ground and running away.
When Aunt Liu saw me coming, she quickly shut up and went into the kitchen.
Jiang Ruohe then looked up at me and said thank you insincerely.
I moved the chair away and sat down.
"No need to thank me. In the situation last night, even if it was a cat or a dog, I would have taken good care of it."
Needless to say, Jiang Ruohe's face darkened. Everyone thought he would have a fit, but he said nothing and just ate his food quietly.
Suddenly, I felt a little bored and started to eat breakfast quietly.
Just then, Jiang Ruohe's cell phone rang. He saw out of the corner of his eye that it was Huang Minwei calling. Jiang Ruohe glanced at the phone, then looked up at me and pressed the reject button.
After a few seconds, Huang Minwei called again and Jiang Ruohe picked up the phone. Although he didn't turn on the speakerphone, he could still hear Huang Minwei's crying voice.
"Ruohe, where have you been these days? Why are you avoiding me? Didn't you say you wouldn't break up? Why are you doing this to me?"
"Do you know how scared I've been sleeping alone for the past half month? I dreamed of our dead child last night. He was covered in blood and said that Yu Xiaowan killed him and prevented him from reincarnation..."
My face turned dark, I put down the steamed bun in my hand, and looked at Jiang Ruohe's mobile phone. At this moment, I really wanted to take out the USB flash drive in my hand in front of Jiang Ruohe. Huang Minwei had framed me and murdered her own child.
Although I later contacted her and she said that she wanted to frame me, I didn't expect that she would bring her child along. I can only say that it was all her own fault.
Jiang Ruohe didn't say anything, just hung up Huang Minwei's phone, then looked up at me.
"Yu Xiaowan, what happened in the coffee shop last time? Was it Minwei who framed you?"
I looked at Jiang Ruohe, a hint of a smile flashing across my eyes. I thought Jiang Ruohe had finally come to his senses and started to doubt this matter. If it were my previous temper, I would definitely say that Huang Minwei had wronged me, but now, suddenly, I didn't care so much.
It's too late to believe me now.
I moved the chair away, stood up, looked at Jiang Ruohe, shook my head and said that it was not Huang Minwei who framed me.
"It was indeed me who pushed her."
After saying that, I was about to leave with my bag, but Jiang Ruohe stopped me and said that he would re-investigate the matter.
I snorted coldly. What's the point of investigating it? Can it bring my child back?
I haven't forgotten how Jiang Ruohe treated me. Although I didn't have much affection for that unexpected little life, and even felt it was superfluous, it was still my flesh and blood after all, and he gave it to me...
He stormed out of the house in a rage, and on the way to the company, he gradually calmed down. He didn't know what was going on recently. Things he didn't care about before, now he cares about them all, and he's especially unhappy with Jiang Ruohe.
After thinking about it, maybe it’s because of my dad.
While I was waiting for the red or green bus on the bus, I suddenly saw Huang Minwei. Huang Minwei was dressed very charmingly and was standing at the door of the coffee shop talking on the phone, as if she was waiting for someone.
I looked at Huang Minwei in confusion. She was crying and talking on the phone with Jiang Ruohe just a second ago, but how could she be so happy the next second? Could it be that Jiang Ruohe had made an appointment with her?
Just as I was about to look away, I saw a man appear next to Huang Minwei. The man was talking to Huang Minwei with his back to me. Although I didn't know who this man was, I personally felt that he didn't look like Jiang Ruohe.
Jiang Ruohe was wearing a white long-sleeved shirt this morning, while this man was wearing a casual red long-sleeved shirt.
Not knowing what the man said, Huang Minwei hurriedly took out an envelope from her bag and handed it to the man. She wanted to see the man's face, but the light turned green and the bus started moving.
After a while, Yang Ru called me and asked me where I was. I said I was on the bus and would be at the company in ten minutes.
"Xiao Wan, you'd better not come to the company today."
I looked puzzled and asked hurriedly if something had happened.
"Oh my, that crazy woman who asked you for a million last time is here again, dragging her husband's body with her. She's crying and shouting that your husband killed her husband, and she wants you to pay for his life."
My face was gloomy. Was Tian Fen crazy about money? Uncle Chen was dead, but she was still like this. It seemed like she was deliberately making things difficult for me.
"Tell her to wait for me. I'll come to the company right away."
"Xiao Wan, I advise you not to come. This woman is a powerful character. She can even get the body here. I'm afraid she will do something even crazier."
"Security has called the police. They will be here to take her away shortly. If you want to come, wait until they leave."
I told Yang Ru that I thanked her for her kindness. I could avoid the first day, but I couldn't avoid the fifteenth day, so it was better to face it sooner rather than later.
I have really done my best for Tian Fen. I don't owe her and her husband anything, so I'll just end it today.
After getting off the bus, I bought a fruit knife. The shop owner looked at me with a sinister look and said kindly, "Little girl, if you have any questions, please discuss them with us. Don't do anything irrational."
When I arrived at the company gate, I did not see the bodies of Tian Fen and Uncle Chen, and I was completely confused.
Who is Tian Fen?
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