Chapter 539 Anyway, I Won’t Die

Chapter 539: He'll Live

As they walked out of the hospital, Factory Director Zheng and Jiang Yu walked ahead by themselves.

He glanced at Jiang Yu, unable to ignore the barely hidden glee on her face.

"Happy now?"

Jiang Yu immediately wiped the smile off her face, flashing her big, innocent eyes.

"Director, what do you mean? I'm really upset about what happened to Deputy Section Chief Wei."

Director Zheng scoffed and tapped her on the head.

"Don't think I don't know anything."

Wei Xiuru's earlier outburst had been impulsive, but some of it was true.

Jiang Yu rubbed her nose and lowered her voice. "Director, I only knew Jiao Zongyao was targeting Director Qian's family, but I really didn't expect Qian Wei to do something like this. Still, one for two hundred—Deputy Section Chief Wei didn't lose out."

She practically raised her hand to swear her innocence.

Director Zheng snorted. "It better be."

Jiang Yu didn't care whether he believed her, walking obediently beside him.

"Director, what's Deputy Director Jiao's situation now?"

Director Zheng's expression darkened. "What he did last night wasn't that serious. Director Qian might just give him a slap on the wrist. He'll be out in three days."

Jiang Yu let out an "Ah," her face fell, though it was an expected outcome.

"Watch your backs. When he gets out, you'll be the first ones he comes after."

Jiang Yu smirked. Then they'd just have to keep him locked up for good.

The scandal involving Wei Nan and Qian Wei was all over the compound, practically known by everyone in the residential compound.

That day, Xu Zhenzhen was distracted, her head spinning about Wei Nan.

She couldn't understand—how did such a solid plan fall apart?

Everyone had said Qian Wei was head over heels for Wei Nan, so how could she have brought herself to do such a thing?

She had hoped to climb the ladder by cozying up to Wei Nan, making future promotions easier.

But in the blink of an eye, her golden ticket was gone. No wonder she was crushed.

By evening, she was kneeling in the yard, washing clothes, her eyes flicking to everyone passing by at the entrance.

Spotting Jiang Yu, she quickly stood up and approached her.

"Jiang Yu."

"What's up, Zhenjie?"

Xu Zhenzhen dried her hands. "I heard what happened to Deputy Section Chief Wei…"

"Yeah, it's true."

Along the way, many people had asked, and Jiang Yu knew exactly what they were fishing for.

Xu Zhenzhen's heart sank, looking like her world had ended.

Anyone who didn’t know better would think it was her husband in the hospital.

Xu Zhenzhen muttered distractedly, "How is he now?"

Jiang Yu shrugged, "Not sure, but he won’t die."

"Jiang Yu!" Xu Zhenzhen glared at her reproachfully. "How can you be so heartless when he’s already like this?"

Jiang Yu locked eyes with her. "Zhenzhen, are you close with Deputy Section Chief Wei? Why do you care so much? If you’re really that concerned, go visit him at the hospital yourself."

Xu Zhenzhen bit her lip. "As if I care! I was just asking casually."

Jiang Yu couldn’t give two hoots whether she was concerned about Wei Nan or not. She was in a good mood today and didn’t want to argue.

"Sister-in-law!" He Feiyan came barreling in right after. "I heard about Wei Nan..."

Jiang Yu nodded, cutting in. "Everything you heard is true, no need to ask."

He Feiyan blurted out, "So he’s a eunuch now?"

"Strictly speaking, worse than a eunuch."

"Jesus!" He Feiyan scrunched up her face.

Harsh, but deserved.

Thinking of Wei Xiuru and her brother, she couldn’t scrape up an ounce of pity.

"Sister-in-law, have you visited him at the hospital?"

Sometimes Jiang Yu wondered if she had corrupted He Feiyan—the sisters-in-law were two peas in a pod.

"The factory arranged for someone to go pay their respects."

He Feiyan couldn’t hide her disappointment. What a shame to miss that.

"Today’s a good day. Run to Dongkelai and get some meat so we can celebrate."

Jiang Yu handed her money and shooed her out.

He Feiyan had barely left when He Tingyue returned.

He updated her on the situation with Jiao Zongyao.

"Director Qian can hold him for three days at most."

Jiang Yu asked, "What did Wu Fengxi say?"

"I was just about to tell you—Wu Fengxi got cold feet."

Jiang Yu’s smile died as she slowly let her hands fall open.

"What do you mean?"

He Tingyue said, "Strictly speaking, it’s Wu Yue who got cold feet too. She doesn’t want to come forward and testify against Jiao Zongyao."

Wu Fengxi was indecisive, and her only vulnerability was Wu Yue.

She went along with whatever Wu Yue said.

Jiang Yu understood deeply that once Wu Yue’s past experiences were exposed, it would cause her severe retraumatization.

Thus, Jiang Yu couldn’t find it in herself to blame Wu Yue for changing her mind.

She was just scared—where had she gone wrong?

“If she doesn’t want to, then so be it. I respect her decision. As for Jiao Zongyao, we’ll handle it gradually.”

At that moment, Wu Fengxi was also uneasy about going back on her word.

This meant it wouldn’t be long before Jiao Zongyao would be freed.

And those he had harmed would be left to struggle in the abyss.

She stared at Wu Yue’s tightly shut door, closed her eyes, and let tears stream down.

She’d cursed countless times her own weakness for causing Wu Yue’s suffering.

If only she, as a mother, had been stronger, she wouldn’t have let the wolf in and ruined her daughter’s life.

Wu Fengxi wiped her tears and suddenly saw Wu Yue open the door.

“Mom.”

Wu Fengxi quickly stood up. “You didn’t eat at noon—are you hungry? Let me heat up the food for you.”

Wu Yue had wasted away to near unrecognizability, her face no larger than a palm.

Since those events, her health had never fully recovered, and she’d even developed an aversion to food.

Now, she was a skeleton of herself, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

She shook her head. “I want to find a job.”

She wanted to live normally, to work hard and earn money.

She refused to cower like a sewer rat, living in constant fear.

Wu Fengxi, wracked with guilt, could never refuse any request Wu Yue made.

“Alright, I’ll find a way for you, get you a job.”

Wu Yue watched her working in the kitchen, the aroma of food wafting out, but it only turned her stomach.

“Jiao Zongyao is going to be released, isn’t he?”

Wu Fengxi froze, at a loss for words.

Wu Yue’s face was blank. “Mom… did I do the wrong thing?”

She’d been too afraid.

Wu Fengxi hurried to embrace her, tears flowing freely.

“No! You did nothing wrong!”