mtlumby2d Chapter 525: Illegitimate children have no right to call their mothers "Mom"!
Chapter 525: Illegitimate children have no right to call their mothers "Mom"!
"Go out to fetch water? Humph, I think you're just slacking off! My daughter paid you to come and take care of me, and you dare to slack off? When I need you, you're not there. What use are you?"
The caregiver quickly apologized, saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was my mistake, please forgive me."
Jiang Che was just worried and wanted to come and take a look, but he didn't expect to upset Aunt Yang again.
Yang Huirong cursed, "I can't even control an illegitimate child, but can't I control a hired caregiver like you? Get out!"
Jiang Che knew that Aunt Yang was taking her anger out on a caregiver because of him. He didn't want to implicate the caregiver or make her angry again.
"Aunt Yang, don't be angry. If the caregiver leaves, who will take care of you? I'm leaving, please don't be angry."
Jiang Che was about to leave after he finished speaking, but Yang Huirong said angrily, "Clean up these things on the ground before you leave."
There were broken water glasses and water all over the ground.
The caregiver quickly said, "Madam, these are all my duties, I can do them."
"No need, get out of here. Whoever made it should make it."
Yang Huirong did it on purpose; she deliberately stirred up trouble!
Jiang Che knew, of course, that she just wanted to make things difficult for him and vent her anger. As long as it made her feel better, he didn't mind packing some things.
Jiang Che said, "It's okay, I'll do it."
Jiang Che squatted down to pick up the broken water glass on the ground. Yang Huirong waved her hands wildly and finally overturned the vase on the table, which smashed directly onto Jiang Che's head.
The caregiver was startled and screamed.
"Oh dear, what is this? Oh dear, the blood is flowing out."
Jiang Che, who was squatting on the ground picking up the broken pieces, was inexplicably hit on the head by a vase.
A sharp pain shot through his head, and he heard Yang Huirong's mocking voice.
"You bastard, you deserve to die, you deserve to die!"
As Yang Huirong spoke smugly, she let out an unpleasant laugh that sounded like a goose's quack.
The caregiver was furious when she saw this. What kind of person is this?!
Why do those upper-class people like to bully others? This is a human life.
The caregiver said angrily, "Madam, what are you doing? You're going to kill someone! This is a human life at stake, how can you laugh after hurting someone?"
Xie Qingyi glared at the caregiver and said, "What's it to you, caregiver? I'm paid to take care of me, so just do your job properly. What are you meddling for? Who do you think you are to have the right to speak?"
The caregiver said angrily, "I've been a caregiver for 20 years, and this is the first time I've ever seen someone as unreasonable and domineering as you. I'm not serving you anymore."
After the caregiver finished speaking, she said to Jiang Che, "This person caused your injury and tried to murder you. I saw it all. If you want to sue her, I'll be your witness. Even if she's paralyzed for life, she'll still have to go to jail."
Upon hearing this, Yang Huirong's face contorted in a ferocious expression, making her even more terrifying.
He said angrily, "What nonsense are you spouting, you damn caregiver? Get out of here!"
"I'm not going to serve you anymore. No wonder you're paralyzed, you're such an inhumane person."
The caregiver left cursing, and Yang Huirong was so angry she wanted to kill someone!
"Damn it, what kind of caregiver are you? Get the hell out of here! I'm going to file a complaint against you and make sure you can never be a caregiver again. Your worthless life is only fit to serve others."
Yang Huirong cursed fiercely, while blood was still seeping from Jiang Che's head.
He ignored his own wounds and continued to comfort Yang Huirong.
"Aunt Yang, don't be angry. Why are you doing this? She's your caregiver. If you kick her out, who will take care of you?"
"I don't need your pretense. You unlucky bastard, just seeing you makes me angry. Why don't you just die? You're the one who made me like this."
Yang Huirong's curses continued unabated. Jiang Che felt a throbbing in his head and even wondered if there would be no more arguments if he were dead.
“Aunt Yang, I just poured you a glass of water. Why are you reacting so strongly? When you were little, I also brought you water when you were sick. At least back then you would drink the water I gave you. Now your resentment towards me is getting deeper and deeper.”
When Jiang Che was a child, Yang Huirong once had a high fever. The family's servants were not there, nor was his father.
Yang Huirong wanted to drink water, and he, who was only five years old at the time, handed her the water cup. She was willing to drink the water he gave her.
Although he didn't give her a pleasant look, she still drank the water he offered and then fell asleep.
At that time, he was very proud of his little self, thinking that if he was sensible and obedient, Aunt Yang would like him.
However, over the years, Aunt Yang has only grown to dislike him more and more!
Yang Huirong said disdainfully, "Jiang Che, are you trying to take credit? You're saying you're such a generous and kind person who repays evil with good, while I'm a narrow-minded and bad person, right?"
“Aunt Yang, you have never been a bad person in my heart. I still remember the first day I came to the Jiang family, you held my hand and told me that you would be my mother from now on. I was very happy at that time, because I was a child with a mother. In fact, on that day, in my heart, you were my mother.”
At this moment, blood trickled down his cheeks, adding a touch of sorrow to Jiang Che's handsome face.
Yang Huirong looked at Jiang Che standing in front of her. Even though she smashed his head with a vase, he still stood straight in front of her.
"You're nothing but a despicable illegitimate child. What right do you have to be my son? Your words disgust me."
Jiang Che stood with his head bowed, obediently standing to the side, just as she had made him stand as punishment when they were children.
Even with his head broken and blood flowing, he remained standing, motionless.
In a daze, Yang Huirong seemed to see Jiang Che as a child, the one she had made stand like this when she was disgusted and scolding him.
Just then, Jiang Qianhui came in.
She was worried about her mother, so she came to check on her. But what she saw was such a mess. Water glasses and vases were broken all over the floor, and the place was a complete mess. More importantly, her brother was standing straight in front of the bed like someone who had done something wrong, with blood flowing from his head.
He acted as if he didn't feel any pain.
Jiang Qianhui rushed in, asking anxiously, "Brother, what happened to you? Are you hurt?"
Jiang Che said, "It's nothing, I hurt myself by accident, don't worry, it's just a minor injury."
"What do you mean by 'minor injury'? Your head is bleeding so much, and you've cut it open. What happened?"
Jiang Qianhui was emotional; she felt that her brother's injury was nothing more than a minor one.
Jiang Qianhui looked at Yang Huirong and said, "Mom, what exactly happened? How did my brother get injured?"
Yang Huirong scoffed, "I wondered why he would suddenly say those things. It turns out it was all an act. This illegitimate child is such a good actor."