Eton Aristocratic Kindergarten.
As soon as Jiang Ziyu entered, she saw three children fighting.
A tall, strong little boy had a little girl pinned to the ground, stuffing paper balls into her mouth while muttering, "You mute unlucky star, you got a perfect score again this time, you must have cheated. You refused to admit it to the teacher, so don't blame me for tearing up your test paper and shoving it into your mouth!"
"I'm the recognized genius of the Di family, and my father is the head of the Di family. All the glory must be mine. You unwanted little bastard, you should die sooner..."
The bullied little girl was dirty all over, her hair messy, and her forehead bleeding. She had big, round eyes, and her dark pupils exuded resilience and unyielding spirit. Despite being bullied, she was still resisting through gritted teeth.
A thin, helpless little boy stood beside her, crying, "Little Hai, don't hit her. Qianqian has no mommy, and her daddy is a vegetative state. She's too pitiful, let's not bully her... sob sob"
"Shut up! I don't have a cowardly brother like you who's afraid to bully girls!" xxs壹贰
Jiang Ziyu stopped instantly.
Qianqian! The bullied girl was her daughter!
Seeing her daughter being bullied, Jiang Ziyu felt as if her heart was about to suffocate.
Her precious daughter had been separated from her since she was one month old. Over the years, because she had no mother, she must have suffered a lot.
It was her fault for not being there for her daughter...
"Stop!"
Jiang Ziyu rushed forward and pushed the boy away.
"You dead woman, who are you to dare push me? My father is the head of the Di family, and I'll have him tear you into pieces!"
Little Hai, filled with righteous anger, charged towards Jiang Ziyu, intending to teach this woman a harsh lesson.
But before he could get close, the woman waved her hand and threw him onto a tree. His plump body got stuck, unable to go up or down.
Little Hai was filled with shame, anger, and indignation, constantly yelling, "You're dead! How dare you humiliate me like this? I'll have my dad dismember you!"
The thin little boy, seeing how terrifying Jiang Ziyu was, was so scared that he hid behind the big tree.
Jiang Ziyu picked up the little girl and her heart clenched tightly upon seeing a face so similar to Da Bao and Er Bao! This was her precious daughter!
"Little one, are... are you okay?"
She didn't dare to directly say she was her mother.
Di Qianqian looked at this beautiful and brave older sister, deeply moved. Apart from her daddy, this sister was the second person to protect her.
Di Qianqian opened her mouth to say thank you, but she couldn't make a sound.
She had forgotten that on the night her daddy became a vegetative state, a man in black had forced her to drink a bowl of dark medicine, and since then, she had become a mute little girl...
Jiang Ziyu also discovered this and was utterly shocked, tears of heartache streaming down her face.
What was going on? Her daughter was actually... What kind of life was she living in the Di family...
"Baby, it's my fault. I came back too late."
Jiang Ziyu held her daughter, whom she hadn't seen in six years, tightly, her voice trembling.
"Baby, Mommy is back. No one will bully you anymore."
Di Qianqian was stunned.
Mommy? Daddy said Mommy left shortly after she was born. Everyone called her a little bastard. Her mommy didn't even return when she was poisoned and silenced.
This beautiful older sister was so kind to her; could she be a human trafficker?
A hint of defensiveness appeared in Di Qianqian's eyes. She struggled with all her might to escape from the beautiful sister's embrace.
Feeling the child's evasion, Jiang Ziyu's heart ached terribly, and her tears flowed like broken pearls.
"Baby Qianqian, I am really your mommy..."
She kept approaching Qianqian, while Qianqian, helpless and frightened, kept throwing stones at Jiang Ziyu.
Suddenly, Jiang Ziyu discovered a red string on Qianqian's neck.
She rushed forward to examine it and indeed found the peace amulet she had personally embroidered. It was a soft pink cloth with the characters 'Qianqian' embroidered on it. She had named her daughter, Qianqian, hoping she would have a gentle, quiet, and vibrant personality.
"Baby, this is a peace amulet Mommy made for you herself!" Jiang Ziyu said, pulling out an identical peace amulet from her clothes.
Di Qianqian was stunned.
What was going on? Could this person really be her mommy?
Before she could figure it out, Little Hai, who had somehow gotten down from the tree, rushed over with a knife.
"You little bastard, you dead woman, die together!"
"Baby, be careful!" Jiang Ziyu rushed forward to shield Qianqian but was cut herself.
Ensuring Qianqian was safe, Jiang Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and kicked Little Hai into the fountain.
She said in a fierce and stern tone, "I'm warning you all: don't you dare call Qianqian a bastard anymore. I am Qianqian's mother! If you dare bully Qianqian again, I will chop off your hands!"
Jiang Ziyu left, carrying an aura of chilling killing intent, holding Qianqian.
They went to the hospital. Although Qianqian only had a superficial wound, it still pained Jiang Ziyu immensely.
Coincidentally, she also took Qianqian to see her throat.
The doctor said Di Qianqian's vocal cords were severely damaged and there was no hope of recovery.
No! That can't be!
She would find a way to cure Qianqian.
Her dear baby was only six years old. There were still many beautiful poems and stories in the world she hadn't read, and she hadn't even called her Mommy yet...
Jiang Ziyu's tears of sadness fell, and inadvertently, a warm tear slid onto Qianqian's face.
Di Qianqian felt that this beautiful older sister was very worried and cared for her...
The older sister's palm was cut by a knife while saving her, bleeding profusely, but she didn't bandage it. Instead, she asked the doctor to examine her slightly scraped forehead.
Di Qianqian tightly clutched the peace amulet around her neck, her heart in turmoil.
A thought suddenly flashed through her mind: If this beautiful older sister were truly Mommy, it would feel quite nice...
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Seeing the news of Di Mingjue waking up at the hospital, Jiang Ziyu hurried back to the Di family.
In the room, Di Mingjue was half-reclining on the bed. His dark hair was slightly disheveled, his thin lips pressed together, and the collar of his white shirt was slightly open, revealing his sun-kissed skin.
The man's eagle-sharp black eyes were long and deep, exuding an arrogant and world-dominating presence. He was cold and aloof yet overbearing.
"Young Master, those people were brought by the Young Madam's guards, not assassins," said the old butler.
"What Young Madam? She's just someone who married for money. Now that I've woken up, I don't need her anymore! Get rid of her!"
"Young Master, the Old Madam asked the Young Madam to take care of you, so you..."
"I don't need anyone's care! Get out! You get out too!"
Di Mingjue, in a fit of rage, knocked over a vase. The flying shards cut the old butler's arm.
Seeing Jiang Ziyu at the door, the butler went forward and whispered, "Young Madam, you're here. Our young master is blind, which is why he's so irritable."
What? Di Mingjue couldn't see...
The Di Mingjue whom everyone had feared before, a car accident had sent him from heaven to hell. After finally waking up from a vegetative state, he had become blind. It was no wonder he was so violent.
"Alright, I understand. I'll take care of him."
Di Mingjue couldn't see and could only hear rustling sounds, his anger surging again: "Butler! Who are you talking to!"
"Young Master, it's the Young Madam and Miss Qianqian who have arrived." After saying that, the butler left.
Jiang Ziyu didn't rush to attend to Di Mingjue. Instead, she crouched down and hugged Qianqian, who was tearful, fearful, and wronged.
"Baby Qianqian, don't be afraid. Your daddy is injured and feels very uncomfortable, which is why he's so scary."
"You and Mommy will take care of Daddy together, and he'll recover soon. Okay, baby?"
Qianqian silently processed the information and finally nodded, voluntarily taking Jiang Ziyu's hand and walking into the room.
Jiang Ziyu's heart warmed. She leaned down and kissed Qianqian's little face.
Her precious daughter was so cute, unlike a certain bad guy who only threw tantrums.
Di Mingjue heard footsteps and started smashing things again.
"Get out! I have no interest in a woman like you who clings to power for money. Although I am now blind and disabled, I can still kill you with a flick of my finger!"
Jiang Ziyu stood calmly by the bed and said faintly, "Di Mingjue! Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Jiang Ziyu, and I am your new wife."
"Yes, Young Master Di's power is immense and his status is noble. It's easy for him to deal with me. But that was only six years ago. The current Young Master Di is powerless, his authority seized, his body crippled, unable to even take care of himself. How can he destroy me?"
"You! You dead woman!"
Di Mingjue's veins bulged, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"You are not worthy of being my wife, Di Mingjue. Take your guards and get out of the Di family!"
Jiang Ziyu stepped forward, pinched Di Mingjue's chin, and declared with great authority, "Di Mingjue, I am already your wife. You'd better accept this fact, or don't blame me for using special methods to make you accept it!"