A second chance with my billionaire husband

Chapter 1283 - 249: Scheming and Deep Manipulation (Part 7)

She had a vague plan in her heart, but she dared not tell anyone, including Brother Yan, as he would surely disagree. But she couldn’t bear Miaomiao being away from her for so long. Miaomiao would be scared, and she had to find him and bring him home.

Just then, the door to the hospital room suddenly swung open, and Zhuang Xiyue walked in hastily: "Ah Song, how are you? I’ve been worried sick about you..."

Seeing the two people embracing each other on the hospital bed, Zhuang Xiyue paused for a moment, then turned around: "I went into the wrong hospital room." With that, she walked out, her heels clicking.

Yun Ya nudged Yan Song, hurriedly sat up straight, put on her shoes, and chased after her.

Zhuang Xiyue looked at Yun Ya’s flushed face and laughed: "Why are you shy? Aunt Zhuang has been through this herself; she won’t make fun of you."

The more Zhuang Xiyue said this, the shyer Yun Ya became.

Thinking of something, Zhuang Xiyue held Yun Ya’s hand and looked her up and down: "I heard you also fell off a horse. You didn’t get hurt, did you?"

Yun Ya shook her head: "I’m completely fine. But Brother Yan, he’s much more seriously injured..."

Zhuang Xiyue initially breathed a sigh of relief, but upon hearing Yan Song was seriously injured, she quickly rushed into the hospital room.

"Mom, I’m really fine, stop nagging me, or I’ll get a headache from all your nagging." Yan Song said helplessly, really fearing his mother.

"You child, don’t know how to take care of your own body. You get injured every other day. I wonder whom you’ll cry to when you grow old and full of injuries." Zhuang Xiyue scolded while pointing at his nose.

Yun Ya whispered: "Aunt Zhuang, you should blame me. Brother Yan got injured because he was saving me..."

"Aunt Zhuang would never blame you. You’re delicate, and falling could be serious. Ah Song has thick skin and is sturdy; a fall is nothing; a few days of rest will heal him."

Yan Song:... She changed face faster than flipping pages, is this really his biological mother?

Yun Ya paused, also speechless, but deeply moved. Aunt Zhuang said this to ease her guilt intentionally.

Zhuang Xiyue sat down by the bed and said to Yun Ya: "Yun Ya, your Uncle Yan is still worried. He originally said he’d come over, but something came up that he couldn’t leave. Go give him a call to assure him, so he won’t worry and be unable to focus on his work."

Yun Ya understood Zhuang Xiyue was sending her away, and she obediently took the phone and walked outside.

Once Yun Ya had left, Zhuang Xiyue crossed her arms and gave Yan Song a sideways glance: "I heard that girl from the Meng Family is seriously injured. What happened exactly? Tell me clearly so I can figure out how to handle this."

Yan Song leaned back against the headboard, a cold glint flashing in his eyes: "She brought it upon herself, can’t blame others."

Zhuang Xiyue furrowed her brow, "Why did she...?"

Yan Song replied disdainfully: "Women’s jealousy never strays from a few reasons: appearance, talent...men."

Zhuang Xiyue abruptly looked up, sneering: "I thought that girl had some innocence, but I overestimated her. It’s fortunate Yun Ya is fine, otherwise, I would have ripped her face apart."

Zhuang Xiyue had seen countless women; she couldn’t even appreciate someone like Meng Junci. Yan Song’s words made her realize and despise it even more. That girl was previously desperate for Yan Ke, and she truly believed she was passionate and innocent, thinking if Yan Ke felt the same way, she would bring them together. Turns out she misjudged her; this girl changes her affections swiftly. If she truly paired her with Yan Ke, it would be harming him.

"Don’t worry, Mom knows what to do. The Meng Family messed with the wrong person this time, irked my Zhuang Xiyue’s daughter-in-law, they’re courting trouble." Zhuang Xiyue is fierce enough to scare even herself. What is a Meng Family compared to Yan Family; without Yan Family, they’d be kicked away long ago.

"Focus on healing. I’ll go home and cook bone broth for you; you need to replenish yourself, and Yun Ya too. I only saw her and her eyes were red. You look like this, and you still have the mind to think about these things. I think your injury is too light, brat, better take it easy." Zhuang Xiyue remembered his injuries, and her hand that was about to strike was pulled back.

"I know."

Meanwhile, Meng Junci was being pushed out of the surgery room, surrounded by a crowd asking questions.

The doctor removed his mask and asked: "Who is the patient’s family?"

Lady Meng quickly raised her hand: "It’s me..."

The doctor glanced at her, paused, and said: "Come to my office."

Lady Meng’s heart instantly sank halfway, clearly, there was a big problem. Her body swayed abruptly, and Meng Jungu caught hold of her: "Mom, I’ll go."

Lady Meng grabbed his arm, straightened her back: "Help me over."