HWTSCFM Chapter 68

Hundred Ways To Save Cannon Fodder Mom [Quick Transmigration Arc 4] Chapter 68: The Mother of a Son-Favoring Family (12)

At the hospital, He Haojing was also in bad shape. His symptoms had been much milder than Yang Yue’s, but after Zizi infused the twin female ghosts with spiritual energy, the ghosts turned against the two culprits, and their symptoms worsened.

Yang Yue had the help of people hired by his parents, but He Haojing had none. He could only lie in bed, trapped in hallucinations from which he could not extricate himself.

The little girl had no idea that her small act of kindness had caused such a blow to the two bad guys. If she had known, she would have just clapped her hands in delight.

He Shenglan received news from the moving company leader that He Haojing had been hospitalized. She was very surprised, as He Haojing had always been in good health, so why would he suddenly faint and be hospitalized?

Recalling the scene she witnessed at the police station yesterday, apart from their slightly pale complexions, there was nothing unusual about them; they were even fighting.

You were admitted to the hospital today?

He Shenglan’s gaze fell on the two people sitting in the corner. Was it them?

Thinking this way, He Shenglan also asked the question.

Upon receiving affirmative answers from the two female ghosts, He Shenglan sighed with emotion, truly a case of cause and effect, a cycle that repeats itself endlessly.

The little girl shifted her gaze from the building blocks to her mother, opened her mouth, but still didn’t say anything, after all, she hadn’t expected this outcome.

Police have confirmed that the twins are missing, and the president of Fanshi and the twins’ agent have been arrested and taken into custody.

He Shenglan also provided the police with information that Yang Yue and He Haojing had seen the twins before their disappearance and that their disappearance was related to them.

They also suggested that we should not alert the enemy.

Yang’s Jewelry is a large company. If anything happens, the media will rush to report it. If the facts are deliberately distorted, it will undoubtedly give them time to destroy evidence.

At the hospital, looking at his son lying on the bed, before Mr. He could think much about it, Zhao Ying called.

Before Father He could speak, Zhao Ying, anxious to save their sons, urged him to arrange for their lives quickly, otherwise both sons would die.

Only then did Mr. He realize that the female ghost’s abilities had increased again. Hearing the sobbing and wailing in his ear, Mr. He became extremely irritated. He kicked the stool where Mrs. He was sitting, telling her to be quiet so he could answer the phone.

Hearing the voice on the other end of the phone, Mr. He didn’t ask for money anymore. Instead, he readily agreed on the time and place for the ritual, saying that he would bring people to their door.

The call ended.

“Where are you going to find two living people to take your place? We don’t know anyone like that. Pay someone to do it? Do you think they’d be willing? Besides, this is for real; the other person has to die! If their family comes knocking, we’ll be in legal trouble!”

Mother He looked up at her husband with teary eyes and asked in confusion.

People in this world, though they claim they’d do anything for money, are actually quite rare. If you were to trick them into performing a superstitious ritual in exchange for money, very few would agree. Most Chinese people say they don’t believe, but when religious ceremonies are packed, even those who don’t truly believe harbor a fear of the unknown. She knew her husband couldn’t possibly pay a large sum to do this; he could only spend a few tens of thousands to trick someone into taking his life. And at this time of year, where could she find someone like that?

Is it possible to find someone like that in just one day?

Mr. He chuckled, his eyes filled with ruthlessness: “Who said I was going to spend money to hire someone! What’s a woman like you doing worrying about these things! Taking care of my son is the most important thing.”

“That……”

“Shut up!”

Mrs. He wanted to ask a couple more questions, but Mr. He impatiently interrupted her, so she could only obediently shut her mouth and stop talking.

Father He glanced at his timid wife and inwardly scorned her. Women are just not presentable. Isn’t the right person right under our noses? Pay someone to take your life? It’s such a waste not to use someone readily available.

Isn’t it perfect that He Shenglan and that orphan brat beside her are together? Since she’s unwilling to hand over the company to his son, then let her disappear from this world, so he can inherit the company without any obstacles.

As for the He Youlan and He Panlan sisters, what inheritance rights do their daughters have? They’re all married into other families, how dare they claim the family’s property?

Men, they are the ones who should control all the power and money in the world.

“You stay here and enjoy the view, I’m going outside for a walk,” That’s what Mr. He said in an annoyed tone.

So much has happened today, and this woman in front of me can’t help at all. She’s really useless!

“Okay, go home and get some sleep! You’ve had a long day.”

Mrs. He looked gentle and virtuous, as if she was completely unaware of Mr. He’s displeasure.

“Hmph,” Mr. He picked up his wallet, snorted, and left.

The sound of his leather shoes on the ground gradually faded, and Mother He raised her face, gazing intently at her son.

He was her son, born after ten months of pregnancy, the only heir of the He family. But his sisters were also children born from her womb. Mother He knew she had been brainwashed since childhood to prioritize her husband and son. Her husband was her support, her son was her support in her old age, and her daughters would belong to other families in the future. But Lan Sheng, Lan Pan Lan, were also her children!

No matter what, they are still her children.

Although she didn’t treat them very well, and was even harsh, Mother He felt guilty, but she couldn’t change her ways.

Turning around, Mother He picked up her phone and walked out of the ward.

“Shenglan, don’t accept any invitations from your father…”

For the first time ever, He Shenglan answered the phone when Mother He called. She was stunned for a moment, and when she heard the voice on the other end, her hand trembled almost imperceptibly as she spoke softly.

Suddenly, a large hand reached out from the side, violently snatched Mother He’s phone, and another hand slapped He’s mother hard across the face.

A loud “slap” rang out.

Mother He’s reminder was abruptly interrupted. She covered her cheeks and looked up at the newcomer with a terrified expression.

Not knowing when He Haojing would wake up, and not wanting him to witness her betraying him, Mother He had no choice but to sneak out to make a phone call. Noise and disturbances were prohibited in the hospital corridors, so Mother He searched high and low before finally finding the stairwell to make the call.

Most people went to eat in the afternoon, and the loud slapping did not attract anyone’s attention. No one stopped or tried to persuade them, and Mr. He slapped Mrs. He several more times.

“I told you to speak! I told you to speak!”

Seeing Mrs. He cowering in the corner, looking as pitiful as a quail in fear, Mr. He’s anger burned even more fiercely, his expression contorted with rage. This stupid woman almost ruined his plans!

Mother He dared not look up at her husband, nor dared she speak in defense. She could only huddle in the corner of the stairwell, covering her head. She hoped that as long as she hid for a while, her husband would vent his anger and everything would be alright… everything would be alright…

That was the only way she could console herself; she couldn’t think of any other solution.

Growing increasingly enraged, He Jiang pulled up his wife, who was crouching on the ground clutching her head, and began punching her repeatedly. Still not satisfied, He Jiang’s mind was filled with the thought of making her pay. He grabbed his frail mother, dragged her to the edge of the stairs, and ruthlessly pushed her down.

“Bang”

The sound of flesh…colliding…came, but Father He remained unmoved, and even took out a cigarette from his bag and started smoking.

Looking down at his wife, bruised and battered from her fall, her body only able to feel her movement through her breathing, He Jiang felt an immense sense of pleasure. This sadistic pleasure was incredibly addictive to him.

He Jiang thought inappropriately about whether to hit her every day, but he quickly gave up. It was fine if he had a reason to hit her, but if he did it for no reason, he wouldn’t be in the right and would easily be gossiped about.

He needs to find a reason so that when others talk about his family, they won’t criticize him. After all, he has a reason for hitting her; his wife must have offended him to be beaten.

After thinking a whole bunch of random thoughts, He Jiang saw that the cigarette in his hand was finished. He casually pressed it against the wall, his expression haughty, and with a hint of condescension, he went downstairs to help his wife.

After all, she’s the child’s mother; we should help her up if necessary.

“Get up, you’ve learned to play the villain? You’re actually pretending to be dead?” Father He glanced at his wife lying motionless on the ground and said sarcastically.

Seeing that Mrs. He was still not moving, Mr. He kicked her with his foot, but she still did not move.

Only then did He’s father realize that the person on the ground had fainted and lost consciousness.

…

He Shenglan was feeling a mix of emotions as she listened to the voice on the other end of the phone telling her not to accept her father’s invitation when she heard a loud slap.

Before He Shenglan could figure out what was going on, the call was disconnected. Knowing that only her abusive father would resort to violence, He Shenglan didn’t hesitate and immediately dialed the police.

She originally wanted to ask the person who was following Father He to go to the hospital to check on the situation, but if a stranger intervened, it could easily lead to misunderstandings and conflicts. If nothing had happened, the person who stepped forward would only attract their attention, so she had no choice but to contact the police to check on the situation.

She wondered if there was some strange connection between blood ties. She felt a little flustered. Looking down at the little one who was playing happily, She hesitated for a moment, and then asked the question that was on her mind.

“What?”

The little girl heard her mother’s flustered questions, but she didn’t quite catch them.

“You…I…I feel like something bad is going to happen to someone…”

He Shenglan wore a slightly self-deprecating expression. She felt she was being a bit pathetic; she had been hurt, so why was she still so eager to care about her?

The little girl sighed like a little adult, got up, reached out, and skillfully hugged her mother who was sitting on the carpet.

“Let me ask for Mom, okay? Don’t worry!”

“I’ll only do this once,” He Shenglan said firmly, extending her hand.

She just didn’t want her to die; she had no intention of forgiving. How could she possibly soften and forgive someone who would beat her and berate her for not leaving the company, someone who held a completely different view in her heart?

The little one went to the toolbox her mother had prepared for her, took out a few copper coins, and scattered them on the carpet.

Before tossing the coins, the child asked her mother to mentally recall who she was counting on.

“A bloody disaster, but there’s a glimmer of hope, it all depends on whether we can seize it… Speaking of which, it was Mom who gave us that glimmer of hope!”

The little girl examined the copper coin carefully and explained it earnestly.

He Shenglan suddenly remembered that she had called the police earlier, and she understood.

This time, that person will really be beaten into serious trouble. If she hadn’t called the police, she would have died. But seizing a sliver of hope? Does it mean letting the police investigate Father He and make him stay away? Staying away means she won’t die, but forgiving means she will.