After Becoming a Scummy Alpha, I Was Spoiled by a Sweet Omega - Chapter 95

Everyone stood frozen.

It was the worst possible news. Sun Meiqing “collapsed” instantly, wailing at the top of her lungs, “Save him! Save my child!”

No one looked at her. All eyes were on Yu Jiayan.

He was wheeled out by nurses, eyes tightly shut, an oxygen mask over his face and various tubes snaking out from his body. Yu Yazhi and her father crowded around, calling his name repeatedly: “Yu Jiayan! Yu Jiayan!”

There was, naturally, no response. The nurses pushed him into the Intensive Care Unit (ICU), and the family was barred at the door.

Ning Xuan wrapped an arm around Yu Yazhi’s shoulders, silently offering her strength.

Before they knew it, dawn had broken. Yu Zhengcheng, having left a floor littered with cigarette butts, stood up, shook out his stiff legs, cast one last look at the ICU doors, and walked away.

He wasn’t gone for long, however. He returned shortly with a doctor in tow and entered the ICU. Ning Xuan caught fragments of a conversation regarding a paternity test and saw them take a sample from Sun Meiqing as well.

What’s going on? she wondered, but she didn’t ask.

By noon, Yu Jiayan’s condition stabilized poorly, and he was rushed back into surgery. This operation was brief, but when the surgeon emerged this time, his expression was even grimmer than before.

By the afternoon, the results were in: Yu Zhengcheng had no biological relation to Yu Jiayan. Furthermore, Sun Meiqing was also not Yu Jiayan’s biological mother.

The couple left the hospital with an eerie calmness. For the next three days, neither of them set foot in the building again. It was clear, they had treated Yu Jiayan as a discarded pawn.

Just as the doctor predicted, Yu Jiayan never woke up. He had tragically become a vegetable.

After keeping watch for three days, Yu Yazhi was exhausted. She arranged for several high-end caregivers to look after him and returned to the villa with Ning Xuan.

Ning Xuan, having shared the three-day ordeal, was equally spent. After a long, hot bath, they both collapsed into bed to catch up on sleep. They slept straight through until seven in the evening.

When they finally woke, their stomachs were growling in protest. They shared a knowing look and headed downstairs in search of food. Housekeeper Wu had already prepared dinner; seeing them descend, she quickly set the table.

They were halfway through the meal when Yu Yazhi’s phone rang. It was her father, summoning her to the ancestral home.

“I’ll be there,” Yu Yazhi replied. She set the phone down and continued eating.

“Is something wrong?” Ning Xuan asked.

Yu Yazhi sighed. “Come with me to the old house in a bit.” Ning Xuan nodded without pressing for details.

With an agenda ahead of them, they both picked up the pace.

They set off for the ancestral home at 7:30 PM. As they entered the courtyard, the sound of glass shattering and objects being hurled echoed from inside.

Dong Hou, the butler, greeted them with a worried face. “They’re at it again. Ever since the Young Master’s accident, the Master and Madam have been fighting every day. Please, Miss, try to talk some sense into them.”

Yu Yazhi nodded. As she stepped into the living room, she bumped right into Sun Meiqing heading out. The woman was clutching her face, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth and tears in her eyes. She looked like she had been struck.

Yu Yazhi frowned, slightly surprised, but the reason clicked in her mind almost instantly. Ning Xuan realized it, too.

They entered the living room. Yu Zhengcheng was sitting on the sofa, burying his face in his hands. Hearing footsteps, he looked up. His face was flushed deep red, his jaw covered in stubble. He looked drunk and utterly disheveled.

“You’re here.” He rubbed his face and reached for a cigarette, lighting it with shaking hands. He took a long drag before speaking. “How is Jiayan?”

“Still no reaction,” Yu Yazhi replied. “The doctor said if you visit more and talk to him, the stimulation might help him wake up.”

Yu Zhengcheng offered no response. It was as if he hadn’t heard her. After a few more puffs, he changed the subject. “Your Aunt Sun says the hospital switched the babies. I had people investigate; it’s technically a possibility. But as for the child who was switched, there’s still no trace.”

Yu Yazhi simply nodded and offered a flat, “Oh.” If he wanted to believe that, she had nothing to say. Personally, she didn’t believe a word of it.

Seeing her lack of reaction, Yu Zhengcheng crushed his cigarette into an ashtray already overflowing with a mountain of ash and butts.

“Watch your health,” Yu Yazhi added after a moment’s thought.

Yu Zhengcheng ignored her and lit another one. His refined, disciplined lifestyle had been shattered; he had turned into the very type of slovenly old man he used to despise.

“You don’t believe it.” He pointed out her thoughts, breaking into a hollow, broken laugh. “Even you don’t believe it! And yet, she’s still trying to play me for a fool! How does she have the nerve?”

CRASH!

He grabbed the heavy glass ashtray and hurled it. Ning Xuan instinctively pulled Yu Yazhi into her arms, shielding her from the flying shards. “Yazhi, are you okay?”

Yu Yazhi poked her head out from Ning Xuan’s embrace, looking rattled. “I’m fine. What about you?”

“I’m okay,” Ning Xuan said, though a stray shard had actually grazed her back.

Yu Yazhi did a quick check of Ning Xuan’s face and arms. Missing the injury on her back, she turned on her father in a rage. “Have you had enough? It’s already happened, who is this performance for? Do you want Sun Meiqing to laugh at what a fool you are?”

She had once seen her father as elegant and mature, but he was regressing into a petulant child. And hitting Sun Meiqing? If word of domestic violence got out, his reputation would be ruined. Sun Meiqing was the type of woman who could trick a man into raising another’s child, she wouldn’t go away quietly.

“If you hate her, divorce her. Make sure she leaves with nothing. Don’t sit here punishing yourself for someone else’s mistakes.”

Yu Yazhi turned to leave. “If you called me here just to watch this, I don’t have the time.”

Yu Zhengcheng seemed to snap out of his spiral. “I’m going to divorce her. I’ll make sure she leaves penniless. Find a lawyer. The best one. Also, report to the headquarters tomorrow. I don’t have the energy for the business right now.”

“I understand,” Yu Yazhi replied. “Anything else?”

Yu Zhengcheng shook his head, then suddenly asked, “You, you are my daughter, right?”

Yu Yazhi: “…”

He’s truly lost his mind.

Furious, she snapped back, “No, I’m not!” Then she grabbed Ning Xuan and walked out.

Ning Xuan, having witnessed the farce, was amazed. How was this Chairman Yu so different from the one in the original novel? It seemed that finding out you’ve raised someone else’s child is a truly soul-crushing blow for a man.

They walked out into the courtyard. Meeting the butler, Yu Yazhi said, “Uncle Dong, please look after my father. Make sure he smokes and drinks less.”

“Understood,” Dong Hou replied. “But Miss, the Master is going through a crisis. Must you leave? Why not stay the night?”

Yu Yazhi looked back at the living room and shook her head. “No. We’ll see. I have things to do.”

They got into the car. Ning Xuan took the driver’s seat and asked, “Where to now?”

“The hospital,” Yu Yazhi said.

To their surprise, they ran into Sun Meiqing at the hospital elevator. However, she clearly wasn’t there to visit Yu Jiayan. She was there to have her injuries documented.

Yu Yazhi immediately spotted the medical report for injury assessment in her hand and realized exactly what she was planning.

“Planning to manipulate the media again?” Yu Yazhi snatched the report and tore it to shreds in seconds. Then, she grabbed Sun Meiqing’s arm and dragged her out of the hospital.

Sun Meiqing opened her mouth to scream, but Yu Yazhi silenced her with a single sentence.

“If you scream, I will slap you in front of everyone. Then, the ‘domestic abuser’ will be me, your stepdaughter. You won’t have the upper hand in the divorce then.”

Sun Meiqing paled. “I’ll go with you.”

Sun Meiqing’s face twisted with rage. After a long moment, she forced a strained smile. “Let go of me. Let’s find a place to talk properly.”

As she spoke, she shook off Yu Yazhi’s grip and followed her. However, she couldn’t resist a small, surreptitious movement—pretending to take off her earrings and put them in her bag, she fumbled for her phone, hoping to start a recording.

Ning Xuan, anticipating her shifty behavior, snatched the bag. She pulled out the phone, switched it off, dropped it back inside, and handed the bag back.

Yu Yazhi watched the exchange and let out a mocking sneer. “You aren’t being very sincere. Are you that certain our conversation is going to be a threat?”

Seeing her intentions laid bare, Sun Meiqing’s expression turned ugly. “Aren’t you threatening me right now? The two of you ganging up on one weak woman!”

By then, they had reached the underground parking garage. Yu Yazhi grabbed her and quickened the pace. Upon reaching the car, she threw the door open and roughly shoved Sun Meiqing inside.

Sun Meiqing lost her balance, her head cracking against the car frame with a sharp thud. She let out a low cry of pain.

Yu Yazhi looked at her and gave a disdainful laugh. “Now that is bullying.”

“You!” Sun Meiqing’s teeth were gritted in fury, but she was powerless.

She sat in the car, surrounded by darkness and an oppressive silence that began to breed a deep-seated fear. “What exactly do you want?”

Yu Yazhi climbed in beside her and spoke to the person in the driver’s seat. “To the coast.”

Sun Meiqing: “…”

Suspicion flared in her eyes. “You, you two.”

The car surged forward. A sudden wave of terror washed over her. “Let me out! Yu Yazhi, let me out!”

Yu Yazhi looked at her hysterics with genuine confusion. “What are you so afraid of? Have you done something truly atrocious? Or is it just a guilty conscience? Did you ever plan to kill me?”

At that, Yu Yazhi decided to lean into the intimidation. “So, you think I’m going to kill you? Honestly, the thought has crossed my mind.”

Sun Meiqing turned deathly pale, struggling to maintain her composure. “Be, be reasonable! It doesn’t have to come to that.”

Yu Yazhi smiled. “You’re right. I don’t have any malicious intent; I just want answers. If you answer truthfully, you’ll go home safe and sound.”

Before long, they reached the shore. At this hour, the beach was deserted. The night was thick, and the sky was devoid of stars.

Ning Xuan brought the car to a halt and looked back at the two in the rear seat.

Sun Meiqing’s gaze was wary. “What do you want to ask?”

Yu Yazhi went straight to the point: “Tell me. Was it a hospital error, or did you switch them on purpose? And if it was intentional, then the child wasn’t my father’s, was it?”

Otherwise, why the switch? Wasn’t it so that if the truth were ever discovered, she could use a “hospital error” as her fallback excuse?

Sun Meiqing hadn’t expected Yu Yazhi to follow that logic so accurately. However, she had spent the drive reinforcing her mental defenses. She remained calm. “I never betrayed your father. The hospital truly switched the children.”

Seeing her stubbornness, Yu Yazhi didn’t waste another word. She threw open the car door, hauled her out, and dragged her toward the water’s edge.

“Choose your next words carefully,” Yu Yazhi said, her voice freezing as she feigned a murderous intent.

“Look at the ocean. I’ve already picked out the spot to dispose of a body. And don’t worry, I’ve already come up with your motive for suicide—a mother, overcome with grief after her son becomes a vegetable, jumps into the sea in a fit of despair.”

These words finally broke Sun Meiqing’s resolve.

In reality, if she had taken a moment to think, she would have spotted the holes in the threat, there were too many surveillance cameras on the way there to make a body disappear easily. But she was too terrified to think.

Her instinct was to run. Of course, Yu Yazhi was faster, seizing her by the hair.

“Talk. What is the truth? What did you do all those years ago?”