The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 151: Had Enough of Living? Yes, I’ve Had Enough
The wind swept through, blowing the branches and leaves above, making a rustling sound.
Yu Tingwan’s clear and sharp gaze fixed on her.
It shouldn’t be the face of someone destined for a short life.
"Do you like children?"
The topic shifted too quickly.
Liu Yan was somewhat taken aback.
"Wh... what?"
Yu Tingwan: "Even if this person is genuinely good, I still advise you to think twice."
"Children who aren’t your own, mostly you can’t raise them as your own."
Liu Yan: ???
It simply made no sense!
Yu Tingwan held up three fingers.
"Three."
Liu Yan frowned tightly: "Huh?"
Yu Tingwan: "That person already has three children. Do you think the matchmaker is helping him hide it, planning to take money from both sides once things are done, or does even the matchmaker not know his details?"
"Marriage is no small matter. If I were you, I’d take the matchmaker’s words with a grain of salt and send someone to investigate for myself."
"Your two brothers are honest, not cut out for business, and your parents have always been easygoing. Just think, if something happened to you, whose hands would the family shop fall into?"
Yu Tingwan thought of the future Liu Yan choosing to forgive and even going to pick up the children, and found it quite baffling.
"You’re capable of having children yourself, so why rush to be a stepmother?"
Liu Yan shouldn’t have believed it.
Yet when Yu Tingwan said this, there wasn’t a hint of jest in her tone.
A seed of doubt was planted in her heart.
It wouldn’t hurt to investigate.
She was going to check anyway.
"Why are there still four parts missing?"
Three and three add up to six.
Yu Tingwan glanced at her.
"As for the other four parts, you need to plan well."
Without waiting for Liu Yan to ask, she continued.
"Prepare for the information you find to be false."
A chill ran down Liu Yan’s back.
The whole village helped to cover it up, hasn’t Yu Tingwan encountered it before? Being kept in the dark and deceived for so many years.
However, could an ordinary simple village man swallow up a shop?
The fear is that someone might be guiding him from behind.
Yu Tingwan slowly walked home, leaving a sentence as she crossed the threshold.
"I don’t understand business, but over the years, whoever doesn’t want the Liu Family to do well should be clear to you."
After saying so much, Yu Tingwan went to the kitchen to pour a few cups of water to quench her thirst.
Liu Yan wasn’t stupid; she knew what to do and what not to do without further persuasion from her.
When it got completely dark, Elder Ge finally came out from the house.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, his face solemn.
The acupuncture was risky; with the change of acupuncture points, the pain the body endured would deepen. This time, Wei Zhao fainted midway, almost losing consciousness.
How could Elder Ge not be worried?
He suppressed his anxiety.
"He is asleep now. If he wakes up at night, just..."
He always reminded her.
Yu Tingwan said, "I know, cook some soft porridge, or make some wontons."
"No."
Elder Ge: "This time, let him go hungry."
"Except for hot water."
He said with a warning tone, "Don’t give him anything else to eat."
Elder Ge reiterated, "The needles on the General’s head should be removed after he wakes up."
Upon hearing this, Yu Tingwan rushed inside to take a look.
The man’s breathing was shallow, and there was no trace of blood color on his face. Perhaps he had encountered immense pain, even in his sleep his brows furrowed tightly.
These days, Yu Tingwan had been observing his condition.
For the first two days after acupuncture, he was at his weakest and couldn’t get out of bed. Whenever he needed to be wiped down or use the restroom, it was either Rong Di helping or Elder Ge.
After taking medicine and medicinal baths for a few days, it was evident that Wei Zhao’s condition improved significantly compared to before the acupuncture.
But acupuncture was required every five days.
During his weakest moments, he was truly feeble, but a few days later he visibly seemed reborn.
At least yesterday, Wei Zhao was still leisurely walking around the courtyard twice.
As her gaze slowly moved upward, seeing the dozen or so thin needles deeply inserted, Yu Tingwan couldn’t help but feel her scalp tingling.
"Doctor Ge, why don’t you stay at home these few days to avoid the hassle of coming and going?"
Elder Ge: ...
What hassle!
He had been living in the alley these days, in a house that Rong Di had just bought. It was only a short walk away.
Elder Ge: "I did mention it."
"But someone refused!"
That someone was Wei Zhao.
The fatigue on his face couldn’t be concealed.
"If you don’t dare to remove them, let Qing Ya call me later."
"I’m getting old, can’t handle it anymore."
"Shunzi hasn’t returned from escorting your in-laws, and God knows where Rong Di went busy with. General still needs you to keep an eye on things here."
Yu Tingwan didn’t insist further.
After seeing him off, she couldn’t help but remember a tiger she had forgotten.
The one in confinement for self-reflection.
I wonder if it secretly sneaked out unwilling to obey orders.
Yu Tingwan slowly went next door.
The sky was pitch black. When she opened the door, the room was dark except for the faint moonlight streaming in, no lights lit.
Yu Tingwan found a candle.
Soon, a small flame flickered and danced.
She held the candle, walking inside.
This room had been vacant for a long time. It was where Yue Shan stayed before.
In the dim light, Yu Tingwan saw a large figure sleeping sprawled on the floor.
Fu Meng was sleeping soundly, even snoring.
After taking a glance, Yu Tingwan retreated.
Little did she know, while she wasn’t paying attention, Qing Ya sneakily tiptoed in.
Qing Ya squinted its small bead-like eyes, heading straight toward Fu Meng.
It was never one to learn its lesson. Standing uptight, it approached the tiger’s head, tilted its head, and loudly said a phrase it had just learned.
"Have you lived long enough?"
Startling Fu Meng awake.
Tiger Dongxi was still bewildered, thinking Wei Zhao had come to supervise, and reacted instinctively.
It suddenly sat upright with a thud.
Facing the wall, seriously reflecting on its mistakes.
Qing Ya laughed, "Ga ga ga."
Fu Meng realized belatedly that it was Qing Ya’s mischief, and became enraged! With a swipe of its paw, it swatted at Qing Ya.
Qing Ya: "Ga ga... ouch!"
Hearing the commotion, Yu Tingwan chased out and saw...
The gap between the door she had left slightly ajar was now a narrow slit.
A black lump staggered painfully from inside.
With a splat, Qing Ya fell to the ground.
It didn’t get up.
The little creature slumped, covering its head with its wings, its voice no longer loud, pitifully whimpering: "I’ve had enough, I really had enough."
The commotion didn’t disturb Wei Zhao.
By the time he woke up, it was already the next day.
Wei Zhao opened his eyes, feeling as if every bone in his body was being dismantled and rebuilt.
Breathing was difficult, and his head ached as if splitting apart. This discomfort lasted a long time, but fortunately, his vision gradually became clear from blur.
He turned his head and saw the girl sleeping by the bedside.
Perhaps aware of the needles on his head, Wei Zhao refrained from making large movements.
Yu Tingwan rubbed her sore eyes.
She hadn’t dared sleep much last night, just dozed lightly when dawn broke. Now she was still faintly groggy, staring dumbly at Wei Zhao.
To be precise, at his pale lips.
Wei Zhao’s voice was weak: "What, don’t recognize me?"
Yu Tingwan softly replied, "I recognize you, but I’m unfamiliar with those lips."
"They can steal a kiss, isn’t that scary?"
