Wei Yumeng understood why Feng Siming would tell her this. It was nothing more than wanting to disturb the peace of the Zhan family. When Zhan Mohan sent her away, she must have held a grudge, and now she had returned in this way to seek revenge.
She only felt sorry for Mu Linjing. From beginning to end, she didn't know what Mu Linjing had done wrong, yet she was always the one most hurt. Now her whereabouts were unknown and her life was in question, and she herself could do nothing to help.
"Doing one's best and leaving the rest to fate" sounded nice, but it was ultimately just going with the flow. For more than twenty days, had they not searched every day? Yet, had they found her any day?
This topic could not continue unless Mu Linjing was truly found. Wei Yumeng took a deep breath and, deciding not to bring it up again.
"What do you plan to do after Jiang Siyu recovers from her injuries?"
Zhan Mohan had not actually thought about this and asked for her opinion, "What do you think? Should we send her back, or let her go?"
Zhan Mohan didn't care about Jiang Siyu's future. He would simply listen to whatever Wei Yumeng decided to do.
Wei Yumeng asked herself if she still hated Jiang Siyu that much. Besides, seeing her current detached and peaceful demeanor, she seemed much more composed than before. Why should she push her to the brink of desperation?
"Perhaps we should just let her go. As long as she doesn't do anything outrageous again, we'll pretend not to know she escaped. After all, this whole matter wasn't really her fault from the beginning."
Zhan Mohan knew she was referring to Mu Linjing's disappearance. Since Jiang Siyu was no longer a threat, there was no need to be aggressive and push her into a corner.
Zhan Mohan nodded, "Whatever you say, we'll do."
Zhan Mohan wasn't particularly concerned about Jiang Siyu. The person he cared about was Ji Tong.
The two of them had officially met, and Ji Tong had made it clear that he intended to take his time and wear him down. There was plenty of time ahead, and he didn't have the leisure to manage unimportant people and matters.
It was not impossible that Feng Siming had come forward today to inform them about Mu Linjing at Ji Tong's behest. If that were the case, then this was Ji Tong's declaration of war and a warning. He needed to be even more vigilant about the safety of his family.
Wei Yumeng kept his instructions in mind, not going out unless it was absolutely necessary. After all, every time she saw those bodyguards, it was as if Zhan Mohan was reminding her that the times were uneasy.
Every day, besides taking care of the children and Grandpa Zhan, she waited for that slim hope to visit her. However, there was still no news of Mu Linjing.
One day, the hospital called, saying that Jiang Siyu's leg injury had healed and she could come to complete the discharge procedures in the next two days.
However, given her relationship with Jiang Siyu, it was not to the extent of being such good friends. She politely declined the hospital's request, saying they could inform Jiang Siyu to leave on her own.
She believed Jiang Siyu would understand her meaning. As long as she left Pengcheng, they would probably never have the chance to meet again. Everything in the past could be treated as something that happened in a past life and never mentioned again.
Therefore, this meeting was completely meaningless.
At the hospital, her message was conveyed to Jiang Siyu. Jiang Siyu had long expected that Wei Yumeng would not care about her, and she also did not want to see this nemesis.
She was now penniless and a fugitive. Even her medical expenses had to be covered by the Zhan family's charity. Wei Yumeng, on the other hand, was already Mrs. Zhan Mohan and had given birth to two children for the Zhan family. The two of them were no longer comparable.
One in heaven, the other on earth. She was acutely aware of these disparities in her heart.
The last remnants of her self-esteem prevented her from wanting to see Wei Yumeng, who was living a million times better than her. This was because it always reminded her of how laughable it was when she thought she was special to Zhan Mohan.
She could abandon her dignity in front of anyone, even Zhan Mohan, but not Wei Yumeng.
People often cannot face their past selves, and this was vividly reflected in Jiang Siyu.
After completing her discharge procedures by herself, she walked out of the hospital alone. She didn't even have a decent set of clothes. Her previous clothes were stained with blood during surgery and had already been picked up and thrown into the trash by the cleaner. This directly led to her having to wear a hospital gown.
This was only after she had pleaded with the nurse for a long time before they agreed.
This hospital had been receiving investment from the Zhan Corporation for many years. When she was at her peak, every medical staff member knew her, and some even privately called her the next Mrs. Zhan.
At that time, she was incredibly proud. She had never imagined that one day she would be in such a predicament.
Time had passed. Not only had she not become Mrs. Zhan, but she had also appeared in front of everyone in such a state, even having to beg for clothes to cover herself before leaving, so as not to be a beggar on the street.
The stark contrast made people gossip. Coupled with the fact that everyone knew she had been captured, her reappearance now led to much speculation. She had overheard many such discussions during her stay in the hospital.
She lowered her head and left, feeling as though the nurses' gazes were burning through her back. She had experienced this every day while she was imprisoned, yet she still couldn't get used to it.
She couldn't help but quicken her pace, so as not to be burned by those gazes and be unable to move.
After leaving the hospital, she took deep breaths, as if to expel the air that had stripped her of her dignity from her lungs, so she could feel better.
However, after being discharged, where would she go? At least in the hospital, she had a bed to sleep in. After being discharged, what did she have? She wanted to leave Pengcheng, but she couldn't even afford the cheapest bus ticket.
She walked aimlessly on the street, trying to find a place that would take her in. Even if she couldn't earn much money, at least she wouldn't be in a situation where she was barely clothed and starving.
However, not understanding the low-income class, she didn't even know where to start looking. She could only try to find places in secluded corners. Perhaps the dirtier and more chaotic the place looked, the more it would suit her current needs.
However, the safety of such places was also poor. As soon as she approached a restaurant, intending to ask if she could work, she was knocked unconscious at the entrance.
With just one blow, she felt a pain in the back of her neck and lost consciousness. Her vision went black, and as the world spun, she seemed to see several men surrounding her, and then she lost consciousness.