"Of course, I have a way, but I have conditions. As long as you’re with , I’ll help you. That said, if you feel this isn’t appropriate, you can refuse —I won’t be angry."
He acted as if he were being magnanimous, but every word he uttered carried a threat.
Ji Yu knew that every word he said now was layered with hidden aning, yet those words left her feeling deeply confused and entirely unwilling to accept them.
"Yu, I have plenty of ti for you to think about these things. I also understand you’re feeling out of sorts right now, so I absolutely won’t force anything on you at this mont."
Jiang Huai was acutely aware of one principle: knowing when to act and when not to—this he understood better than anyone.
Ji Yu felt as though she were unraveling inside, but in the end, she couldn’t bring herself to make a firm decision to agree. After all, their relationship was already complicated enough. If things beca even more entwined, she couldn’t foresee the disasters that might arise from it.
She didn’t even know how long she’d been sitting there; she only knew that her father still had shown no response and even seed to be in a worse state.
That night, for reasons unknown, Hu Jianyu’s condition suddenly deteriorated.
Ji Yu watched as the light in the ergency room flickered on, and her heart rose and fell with it. She didn’t know if she could hold on any longer.
Feng Qinqin knew how deeply distressed Ji Yu must be feeling right now, so she stayed by her side for support.
"Yuyu, don’t worry. Since the doctors are already in there doing their best, it should be fine. Your father will recover."
In truth, she didn’t really know how to comfort Ji Yu.
Hu Jianyu’s condition was genuinely dire—anyone with eyes could see it. He had long been close to exhausting his days.
She was at a loss herself, unable to say much, aware that her own situation felt equally bleak and unsure when she might be free of it.
"Qinqin, why do I feel so much pain at a ti like this? I knew all along soone might try to do this, so why didn’t I warn anyone then?"
Ji Yu was deeply regretful that she hadn’t thoroughly addressed the issue when she could have. Now, with the situation unfolding as it was, her heart was heavy with frustration, unsure how to change things for the better.
"Yuyu, even if you’d warned him back then, knowing Uncle Tiger’s personality, he wouldn’t have built any defenses against his own family. The outco wouldn’t have changed."
Over this period, Feng Qinqin had co to understand Hu Jianyu’s character fairly well.
This gave her so room to speak on the matter: "I just can’t fathom how Hu Qianqian could be so heartless—to have done sothing like this to Uncle Hu, when he had helped their family out so many tis in the past."
It seems people are like this; they rember the bad and forget the good. In monts like this, all anyone sees is the ugliness.
"Yuyu, please stop blaming yourself. I know you’re upset, but this is barely the beginning. Perhaps everything will resolve itself in ti."
Feng Qinqin rarely used this kind of language to comfort soone. Right now, she felt she’d exhausted every kind word she had to give, uncertain whether the outco would really turn out better.
Ji Yu clearly understood that if she kept spiraling this way, her family and friends would grow increasingly anxious. It was better to stay calm. If sothing did happen later, at least she’d be in a position to lend support to the Hu family.
She could only hope her father would recover well.
Whether by chance or her prayers working, a miracle seed to occur—he managed to pull through this ti, a situation the doctors described as extrely urgent.
"Moving forward, it’s best to proceed cautiously. Given his condition, there’s a chance he might regain consciousness. However, take care not to say anything too stimulating—otherwise, it could lead to a brain hemorrhage."
The doctor had laid out the best-case scenario, but the worst-case one was still in sight.
Ji Yu felt emotionally tangled, unsure what she should even say.
All she could manage in the end was a soft "thank you," despite the chaos in her heart.
"Yuyu, if you’re feeling off about anything, just tell . But I know how overwhelming it must be to face sothing like this."
Such feelings are understandable. After all, anyone would struggle to reconcile seeing a lively, animated person one day and sothing this drastic the next.
"Yuyu, please take care of yourself. Don’t exhaust yourself before Uncle wakes up—if he finds out, he’ll surely feel devastated."
Complicated as she felt, Ji Yu knew she had responsibilities at work that needed tending.
No matter how sorrowful or upset she was, she couldn’t let it seep into her work—that was the basic principle of her industry.
"I will wait for the day my father wakes up. In the anti, I’m going to find so evidence—otherwise, I just can’t swallow this anger."
She remained relentless when it ca to this matter.
Feng Qinqin was helpless to do much else, sticking by her as she sought out clues in the area.
The Ji family had also co to learn about Ji Yu’s situation and felt deeply for her. In the end, they brought her ho to stay.
"You silly child, how could sothing so serious happen, and you didn’t even tell us? Were you planning to keep it to yourself forever if we hadn’t brought you ho?"
Ji Yu saw how worried they were and felt oddly helpless. By now, her heart had already started to ease.
"Mom, Dad, you don’t need to worry about . I’m actually much better now. At first, I just couldn’t accept the reality of it all. As for my dad’s condition, he’s steadily improving."
Ji Yu didn’t feel pitiable. With Hu Jianyu’s health gradually turning around, her heart finally began to relax.
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