Lin Huali withdrew the scrutiny in his eyes and slowly said, "At your age, it is indeed time for you to get married. Your uncle is doing this for your own good. I will be at ease once you are married. That guy was carefully selected by us, and he will definitely treat you well."
"But Uncle has a split personality. Are you sure he can distinguish between good and bad? How can he be good to me?"
Song Yuwei blinked her big, round eyes and asked innocently.
Lin Huali clenched his fingers and squinted at Song Yuwei. Her words were clearly refuting him, but there was no hostility in them. He was already very unhappy!
However, in order for her to be useful to them after she marries into the family, they should still put on an act.
“He is kind-hearted by nature and would never hurt you, no matter which personality he has. Your uncle must have understood him before he dared to let you marry him.”
Lin Huali was lying through his teeth. Of course, he was well aware of the rumors about how violent Jiang Cheng's personality had become after he developed a split personality.
Otherwise, how could the Jiang family, the number one conglomerate and giant company in the country, have such difficulty finding a wife for their young master?
Everyone would avoid him, after all, survival is the most important thing!
"Then let's arrange for us to meet tomorrow," Song Yuwei said as she wheeled herself up the elevator to the upper floor.
She was so sick of listening to it that she couldn't continue.
"Old Lin, should we still proceed with our original plan?" Chen Zimei asked, somewhat bewildered and unsure of what to do.
Lin Huali's smiling face instantly turned cold, and he said with absolute certainty, "Of course, otherwise, would the Jiang family have spared us?"
Mentioning the Jiang family sent a chill down Chen Zimei's spine.
Who in that family isn't ruthless?
"But now Song Yuwei has suddenly found a godfather out of nowhere. What if Zhao Yunye finds out..."
Chen Zimei was still a little worried; Zhao Yunye's manner clearly showed that he cared a lot about Song Yuwei.
Furthermore, it can now be inferred that Zhao Yunye gave Song Yuwei a lot of money, otherwise where would she get five million to give away to the viewers in the live broadcast room?
"Mom, don't overthink it. She's just someone Mr. Zhao took pity on and adopted as his goddaughter. Can she really turn from a nobody into a phoenix? Besides, Zhao Yunye is a big name in City A, but the Jiang family is the richest family in the country..."
Ren Yuran stood with her arms crossed, looking down at him, and couldn't help but feel a little smug as she spoke.
So what if you find a godfather?
Doesn't it change the tragic experience of being about to marry a mentally ill person and be abused and tormented?
Just thinking about how people describe Jiang Cheng—with phrases like "severely violent tendencies!", "mentally unstable, capable of killing when he's having an episode!", "wielding a knife and slashing randomly!"—makes Song Yuwei imagine how miserable she'll be after marrying him!
When that happens, she'll be in hell, and no one will care even if she cries herself to death!
The next morning, Song Yuwei went downstairs and found that no one was at the Lin family's house. The nanny told her condescendingly that she should take leave and go to a certain five-star hotel to see her fiancé.
Song Yuwei was quite interested in her fiancé, so she did as she was told.
When Song Yuwei arrived at the private room, it was empty, which she found strange.
"Hello, ma'am, would you like to order anything?"
The waiter handed over the menu and asked very politely.
Just as Song Yuwei was about to say no, the waiter leaned down and whispered in her ear, "The third young master of the Jiang family wants to see you."
Song Yuwei put down the menu, a smile playing on her lips. "Okay, where?"
The waiter pointed to a door in the private room, "It's on the balcony inside."
Each private room in this hotel has a private balcony.
Song Yuwei rolled her wheelchair forward and opened the door.
A strong hand pulled her inside, and then the door slammed shut.
On the balcony, Song Yuwei looked at the young, handsome man with delicate and strong features in front of her and felt that his eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to the person she had met yesterday.
"You're Song Yuwei?"
The man gave her a cursory glance, his tone revealing an arrogant and unruly demeanor.
"Yes, you are the third young master of the Jiang family? Then was the one yesterday the eldest young master or the second young master...?"
The man was somewhat surprised that she could guess that he and his second brother were brothers.
How did you know?
Song Yuwei tilted her head. "You two look somewhat alike, so you must be brothers."
Jiang Mo, the third son of the Jiang family, sneered, "You're not entirely stupid, but why were you willing to marry my second brother? Or rather, why did you appear yesterday when my second brother was in danger?"
At this point, he suddenly stared at her, his fox-like eyes radiating an air of arrogance. "Is it a coincidence, or was it intentional? Hmm?"
His last word had a rising tone at the end, seemingly captivating the heart.
He is indeed quite handsome.
"Young people are just prone to fantasy. I didn't even know your brother's last name until yesterday. How do you think I could have gotten news of his danger faster than you?"
Song Yuwei hit the nail on the head; Jiang Mo's state of mind at this moment had already been stirred by her words.
This woman is so clever.
"So you have no reason to doubt me. On the contrary, how is your brother now? He can't come today, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't be here."
Song Yuwei seemed to be able to see through appearances to the underlying reasons, and Jiang Mo had to admit that she was right.
"My brother is still in a coma, and we don't know when he will wake up."
At this point, the arrogant young man who had been so ready to fight seemed to have completely deflated.
"Does your brother really have a split personality?"
Song Yuwei couldn't help but wonder if the person she saw yesterday really had a mental illness.
The clarity and brightness in his eyes, the sharpness in his mind in his few words, were not at all like the state of someone with severe personality disorder.
Jiang Mo nodded, "Of course, my brother is only normal for a short while now and then. Most of the time he's in a daze and it's hard to understand him."
Song Yuwei took a deep breath. There was nothing suspicious about Jiang Mo's expression and behavior; he seemed to be telling the truth.
Besides, normal people don't need to fake mental illness; perhaps she's overthinking it.
"Can you take me to see your brother?"
Song Yuwei's request immediately put Jiang Mo on guard.
"What do you mean? Why do you want to see him?"
Song Yuwei pressed her temples, somewhat speechless.
Why is Jiang Mo protecting Jiang Cheng like a mother dog protecting her puppies?
“I studied acupuncture in the mountains to the south for a while a long time ago, so it might be effective.”
In her previous life, Song Yuwei was indeed too bored and disliked the glitz and glamour of the city, so she went with an expedition team to live on an ancient mountain in the southernmost part of the country for a period of time.
She accidentally learned some traditional medical skills there. If her parents hadn't called the police and insisted on taking her home, she probably would have learned a lot more!
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