CHAPTER 449: CHAPTER 449: ONSET OF ILLNESS (SECOND UPDATE)

Meng Jin spoke of these things with a sigh, as back then, he was only concerned with finding Xiaolin and reuniting with his wife, with much less attention paid to the child Yanzhi.

He sighed and said, "Your fiancée is called Tang Yue, right? I’ve met that young lady; she’s quite nice."

"You two are a good match." Meng Jin said a few more things in a row and finally concluded, "When are you getting married, can I..."

"Forget it, I better not join in on the excitement, to avoid dampening your joyous day." Meng Jin said with a laugh.

Mo Siyu did not say a single word; it was all Meng Jin speaking until Meng Jin received a phone call and had to leave. Mo Siyu hardly said anything. Meng Jin spoke a lot about Mr. Meng, mostly because Mr. Meng was lonely, so Meng Yanzhi became his companion.

Mr. Meng also became a bit overly indulgent with him.

After listening, Mo Siyu felt that Mr. Meng’s way of doting on his grandson was not quite right—if the child was spoiled to the point of being lawless, could it be that Mr. Meng possessed the power to change heaven?

Mo Siyu never felt that what he had done was wrong.

Hospital.

When Meng Jin arrived, Mr. Meng was in emergency care, with Qu Feng anxiously waiting outside the emergency room.

Meng Jian and his wife Zhang Hua stood to the side murmuring, their topic of conversation unclear.

"Qu Feng, how is my father?" Meng Jin asked.

"It’s Mr. Meng’s old illness that has flared up again; it’s my fault. I thought Mr. Meng was resting and didn’t want to disturb him." Qu Feng said with self-reproach.

Meng Jin thought deeply for a moment and then understood. It must be that Mr. Meng wasn’t in a good mood and didn’t want to be disturbed by Qu Feng, staying alone in his room, which led to his illness flaring up without anyone knowing.

"Qu Feng, it’s not your fault," Meng Jin said, and only when the surgery light was turned off, confirming that Mr. Meng had recovered, did Meng Jin finally let himself relax with relief.

Meng Jian and Zhang Hua in the corner also heaved a huge sigh of relief. It wasn’t until Mr. Meng was taken to the ward and after Meng Jin had spoken with the doctor that Meng Jian and Zhang Hua dared to look at Meng Jin. The couple exchanged glances, and compared to Mr. Meng, they were even more afraid of encountering Meng Jin.

Meng Jin, cold through and through, especially when he was stern and serious, made the couple feel uneasy, not daring to be too presumptuous.

Finally, Meng Jian broke the silence: "Brother Jin, Yanzhi has had an accident. When do you plan to get Yanzhi out of trouble?"

Meng Jin glanced at him, signaling him to talk outside.

Once in the hallway, Meng Jin finally said, "Meng Jian, two years ago, the car accident in Hu Province, was it really Yanzhi driving the car?"

If he remembered correctly, two years ago, following a quarrel about his strict parenting, Meng Yanzhi went to Hu Province. He hadn’t thought much of it at the time, but soon after, there was a fatal accident in Hu Province.

"No... it wasn’t," under Meng Jin’s sharp gaze, Meng Jian couldn’t even speak clearly?

Meng Jin coldly swept his gaze towards Meng Jian. Although he had always been in the research department, focusing on his work, he was still the heir to the Meng family. His long-standing superior position lent him a powerful aura, especially when he had a stern face, those sharp eyes staring at him, it brought immense pressure.

Meng Jin interrogated, "Meng Jian, you’d better think carefully before you answer me."

Meng Jian’s heart panicked, and Zhang Hua viciously pinched the soft flesh of his waist.

Meng Jian said, "Brother Jin, Yanzhi is now your adopted son, you can’t ignore his troubles." He was feeling guilty and didn’t dare to directly answer Meng Jin’s questions.

"He is indeed fostered under my name, but even if he is my adopted son, he cannot escape the responsibility he should bear for causing death in a car accident," Meng Jin said coldly, and without hearing the whole truth from Meng Jian’s mouth, Meng Jin had more or less figured it out.

"But we already compensated with five hundred thousand yuan at that time."

As soon as Meng Jian heard this, he immediately panicked and said hurriedly, "Uncle Meng had promised that he would properly raise my son and ensure he would never have to worry about food and clothing for his lifetime."

"That’s right." Zhang Hua echoed, "Brother Jin, Yanzhi was just a small child back then, we didn’t want to let go either. Uncle Meng said he would take good care of Yanzhi, treat him as his own grandson, and now that something has happened, you’re just washing your hands of it?"

"Brother Jin, if something happens to Yanzhi, I don’t want to live anymore." Zhang Hua made a scene in desperation, something she was adept at, and her voice grew louder and louder, "Yanzhi, oh, my son, why are you so pitiful? If anything happens to you, how can your mother go on living?"

Seeing Zhang Hua’s act, Meng Jian also immediately said, "Brother Jin, you can’t ignore Yanzhi."

If something really happened to Meng Yanzhi, who would give them money to spend in the future?

Both Meng Jian and Zhang Hua were eyeing this money. It didn’t matter to them whether Meng Yanzhi went to jail or not, as long as they had money.

"Do you really want to make a scene?" Meng Jin was not as flustered as they had imagined, but instead was very calm, especially when his sharp eyes stared at you, Meng Jian felt an overwhelming sense of panic while speaking.

Meng Jin’s composure caused Zhang Hua, who was about to throw a tantrum on the floor, to hesitate. Sitting awkwardly on the ground, she felt like a clown. In the past, each time she made a scene on the floor, the other party would always panic, which made her increasingly bold.

But Meng Jin’s reaction made Zhang Hua feel anxious.

Meng Jin looked down at them from above and said, "Back then your family was almost starved to death, it was my dad who took a liking to Yanzhi and brought the child back home. You and your wife settled down in Hu Province with your two sons because I found work for both of you, a job that others envied and that was stable."

"As Yanzhi grew up, you two, using my dad’s name in Hu Province, engaged in activities we never minded. Later on, you secretly got in touch with Yanzhi and even used him to take quite a lot of money, right?"

"Also, your current status in Hu Province, every facet, every aspect, isn’t it all because of the light of our Meng family?"

"If you and your wife had cared a bit more for Yanzhi, he wouldn’t be in this situation today." Meng Jin took a deep breath; when he had previously stopped Meng Yanzhi from meeting with his biological parents, wasn’t it for the sake of Meng Yanzhi’s own good?

What kind of people Meng Jian and his wife were, Meng Jin was all too aware, but regrettably, Mr. Meng doted on his grandson, and for the sake of his father, he had compromised again and again.

Meng Jin suddenly turned around, no longer facing them, and declared, "You don’t need to worry about Yanzhi’s affairs, nor can you."

With that, Meng Jin strode into the ward.

Meng Jian and Zhang Hua looked at each other.

Meng Jian said, "What do we do now?"

"What else can we do?" Zhang Hua said irritably, "Now the Meng family is under Meng Jin’s lead. If Meng Jin says he won’t deal with it, do you think you can?"