Su Chengyue grew angrier as he spoke, and looking at her face, he became even more reckless with his words:
"Look at yourself now! Your face is ruined! You've lost your status as the eldest daughter of the Su family, and you've lost your face."
"Who will want you in the future! What value do you have left!"
These words, like a cold bullet, instantly pierced Su Muyao.
She suddenly raised her head.
Her face was completely drained of color, and her tears were frozen on her face.
She looked at her grandfather in disbelief.
This grandfather who once doted on her the most... actually said such a thing to her?
So that's how Grandpa saw it...
Was she merely a tool used for political marriages and to gain benefits?
Does losing their usefulness mean they can be trampled on at will?
Her heart turned ice-cold in an instant.
All the grievances, anger, and resentment turned into utter despair.
It turns out, she was nothing at all.
"Heh..." She suddenly let out a very soft laugh, which sounded worse than crying.
Su Chengyue, still furious, paid no attention to her unusual behavior and gave a stern order:
"Guards! Take her back to her room and lock her up! She is not to step out of the room without my order!"
Two servants immediately stepped forward.
Jiang Lan quickly leaned close to her daughter's ear and whispered urgently to comfort her:
"Muyao, be good. Go back to your room and calm down. Mommy will ask Grandpa to let you out in a few days once he's calmed down. It'll be alright..."
But Su Muyao was no longer listening to anything.
She was like a puppet whose soul had been taken away, her eyes empty and devoid of any light.
She let the servants hold her arm.
They walked upstairs step by step.
"What a piece of trash!"
Su Chengyue, panting heavily, sat back on the sofa and irritably picked up his teacup.
The hall was deathly silent.
The only sound was the suppressed swallowing noise when he drank tea.
Sudden--
A dull, loud thud came from upstairs!
"Bang--!"
It felt like something heavy had crashed to the ground.
Immediately following was the servant's heart-wrenching scream:
"Oh no! Something terrible has happened! Miss...Miss jumped off the building!!!"
Inside the room, Jiang Lan was wiping an antique vase.
Upon hearing the sound, her hand trembled violently.
"Crash!" The expensive vase smashed on the ground, shards flying everywhere.
Her heart clenched painfully.
She didn't care about anything else and rushed out of the room like a madwoman.
In the study, Su Cheng's expression changed, and he suddenly stood up and rushed out of the room.
The two rushed into the corridor almost simultaneously.
Looking down—
One glance, just one glance.
Jiang Lan's blood seemed to freeze.
All I could see was the cobblestone ground of the garden downstairs.
Su Muyao lay there motionless, wearing her favorite white dress.
Fresh blood flowed continuously beneath her, like a scarlet flower of blood.
"Yaoyao! My daughter!!"
Jiang Lan let out a heart-wrenching scream, her legs went weak, and she almost collapsed to the ground.
She stumbled and tried to rush downstairs.
Su Chengyue froze, his mind going completely blank.
He could hardly believe his eyes.
His granddaughter, who had just been arguing with him, was now lying there lifelessly.
It's because of him...
Was it because of his heartless words?
He was instantly overwhelmed by boundless regret and terror.
He felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if he had been hit by a huge boulder.
Breathing became extremely difficult.
Everything before my eyes began to spin.
"Quick! Call an ambulance! Someone, come quick!"
He used his last bit of strength to roar out, but his voice was hoarse and strained.
As soon as he finished speaking, everything went black before his eyes, and he fell straight backward.
"Dad! Dad, what's wrong?! Dad!!"
Jiang Lan had just run down a few steps when she heard the noise and turned around.
Seeing her father-in-law fall, she was terrified.
"The master has fainted!!"
"Call an ambulance right away!"
Chaos reigned inside the villa, with cries, shouts, and the sound of running filling the air.
...
The First Municipal Hospital.
The emergency room lights were glaringly bright, and the door was tightly shut.
Su Muyao is being treated inside.
Inside another VIP ward.
Su Chengyue was wearing an oxygen mask, his face was ashen, and he had an IV drip in his hand. He was still unconscious.
The electrocardiogram monitor emitted a regular and monotonous "beep" sound.
It added a touch of heaviness.
Su Yunting and Su Yao arrived at almost the same time, both with sweat beading on their foreheads.
"What on earth happened?! He was perfectly fine when he left home this morning, how could he suddenly jump off a building?!"
Su Yunting grabbed the nearly exhausted Jiang Lan and anxiously pressed her for an answer.
Jiang Lan abruptly shook off his hand, her eyes filled with bloodshot veins and resentment.
"Now you know to ask questions? Have you ever cared about this family? Have you ever cared about your daughter? It's all your fault! You're all the ones who drove this to this! Get out of here!"
Su Yunting was stunned by the shout, and his face turned extremely ugly.
Su Yao quickly helped his mother up: "Mom, calm down. Right now, the most important things are my sister and Grandpa!"
Jiang Lan was breathing heavily.
She stared at the red light in the emergency room, her heart breaking.
With trembling hands, she rummaged through her bag and pulled out her phone.
She had only one thought in her mind:
She couldn't lose both her daughter and her father-in-law at the same time; the Su family couldn't collapse!
Now, perhaps only that person can help...
at the same time.
Yan Ning was returning from a family gathering with the Xie family.
The car was filled with laughter and cheerful conversation.
"Ningning, come to our house for dinner again this weekend! Uncle wants to show you his cooking skills!" Xie Heng said enthusiastically.
"OK……"
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