Quadruplets’ Charm: The Tycoon’s Hidden Heirs
Chapter 318: How Did She Survive

Chapter 318: Chapter 318: How Did She Survive

She put down her glass, about to leave, when she was stopped by Zhou Qinghua.

"We’re not done talking. Who said you could leave?"

Tang Yu looked at her with dead eyes, "Get out of the way."

"Watch your tone with me, Tang Yu!" Zhou Qinghua’s face twisted, as if the delicate makeup might crack at any moment. Then she burst into a spiteful laugh, "But I can understand your feelings. After all, your child is missing, isn’t he?"

Tang Yu’s body shuddered as if a most tender wound had been prodded.

"But really, you’re here drinking instead of looking for your child? Can you really afford that? After all, the child’s father is very busy, work is more important. It all rests on the mother," Zhou Qinghua continued, as if feeling her words had not stung enough, she sneered maliciously. "I think you should just give up. It’s been so long, the child is probably dead, don’t you think?"

Anger flashed in Tang Yu’s eyes, "Say that again!"

"Isn’t it true? The kid is so small, missing for so long, he is probably already dead. Maybe he was run over by a car, or maybe he fell into a river and drowned. There are so many children who die that way... Ah!" Zhou Qinghua’s words were cut short as Tang Yu, losing control, grabbed her by the throat.

"Shut up! Don’t say another word! My child is not going to die! The one who should die is you!" Tang Yu grasped Zhou Qinghua’s neck as if possessed—

"Let... go!" Zhou Qinghua felt as if her neck would snap.

She couldn’t breathe, could only open her mouth wide.

The people nearby, after a moment’s shock, immediately stepped forward to pull Tang Yu away, and some even kicked her. They would only help Zhou Qinghua.

Chaos broke out at the bar counter.

It wasn’t until the bar manager came over that the messy brawl was finally stopped.

Tang Yu walked out of the bar and stood at the entrance, looking up slightly at the dark sky.

Her hair and clothes were disheveled, her face swollen, and there were scratches from fingernails, but she didn’t care at all.

Her mind fixated on what Zhou Qinghua had said, she was already shaking with fear, tears falling freely.

Coming back to her senses, Tang Yu immediately hailed a taxi, heading to the riverbank along the route from Beijing City School to her rental.

All the way, Tang Yu cried, telling herself that the children wouldn’t have fallen into the river.

Absolutely not.

Upon reaching the riverbank, she stood in the grass, looking into the river, illuminated only by the faint light of the streetlamps.

The night breeze blew gently, causing small ripples on the water’s surface, but nothing else was visible.

Tang Yu took out her phone and called Ye Sihan.

It didn’t take long for the call to connect—

"Ye Sihan, have you found the child?"

"No."

"You have so much power and you can’t find even a trace of the child?" Tang Yu held back before asking, "Could the child... have fallen into the river already?"

Her voice was hoarse, trembling in the night wind.

Ye Sihan on the other end didn’t answer.

"I’m at the riverbank right now. Can you come here with people? Have someone search the river. I don’t think they are in the river..."

"If they are not in the river, then there is no need to search," Ye Sihan said indifferently.

"At least let me give up hope... Ye Sihan? Ye Sihan!" Tang Yu realized the call had been disconnected.

Her body could be colder, but nothing chilled her heart like Ye Sihan’s cold indifference.

She turned around, looking at the river beneath the night sky, the water seeming as stagnant as deadwater.

Only when a leaf fell onto the surface did it become apparent that the water was flowing to the right.

Tang Yu’s phone still lay on the ground as she jumped into the water.

A bone-chilling cold enveloped her instantly as Tang Yu surfaced, gritting her teeth before submerging again.

She had been afraid of water since she was a child. After having children, she had learned to swim.

Others grasped it in no time, but it took her ten times longer.

She thought that knowing how to swim, becoming strong, would help her protect her four children.

But now, she had failed to protect them, didn’t even know where they were.

She was a failed mother.

Tang Yu dived into the water over and over, her body numb from the cold, her strength dwindling more and more, but she didn’t stop.

If her child had really fallen into this river, then let her die here and stay with her child forever...

At last, Tang Yu’s final bit of strength was exhausted, her body relaxed, eyelids tightly closed, her body slowly sinking down, drifting with the current.

Just then, a dark figure plunged rapidly into the water, slicing through it like an arrow, closing in on Tang Yu, and grabbed her wrist, pulling her close.

The entire main hospital area was under a terrible low pressure, and the doctors and nurses coming in and out didn’t even dare to breathe heavily.

Meng Jilin stood not far from the ward, asking the doctor who came out, "How is it? Not serious, right?"

"Drowned in water, turned into pneumonia, he’s being given fluids. But..."

"But what?"

"The patient was not only choked by water but seems to have self-harmed too. I wonder if there’s a sign of depression."

Meng Jilin furrowed his brows, "Serious?"

"Two cuts on the wrist, thankfully the arteries weren’t damaged."

After the doctor left, Meng Jilin looked towards the entrance of the ward.

It was the loss of her child that had made Tang Yu like this.

On the hospital bed, Tang Yu lay there quietly, her complexion so pale that it was devoid of color, breathing slightly heavily due to pneumonia.

Ye Sihan sat on the edge of the bed, his dark eyes focused, staring motionlessly at Tang Yu’s face.

His gaze flickered, falling on Tang Yu’s bandaged wrist.

The two cuts made by glass shards had been soaked by water and had split open again.

Ye Sihan’s palm clasped her hand, "Are you self-harming? Ayu, how dare you?"

Even in her unconscious state, Tang Yu’s brows were furrowed.

As if she was in extreme pain even in her dreams.

"I must not love you, or else, seeing you like this, why wouldn’t I tell you where your child is?" Ye Sihan’s dark eyes were shadowy and twisted, slightly crazed.

There was a knock on the door, and Xiao Yu came in, glanced at Tang Yu on the bed, and said, "Mr. Ye, the children... are making quite a fuss. They say... if they can’t see their mother, they’ll rebel."

This was a threat!

Only Xiao Yu knew the child was never lost.

Under Mr. Ye’s strict supervision, the likelihood of losing the child was far too small.

Even if they had lost him, with such power, how could they not find him?

Yet, Tang Yu believed it.

"Do you think that will work?" Ye Sihan stared coldly at Tang Yu, his voice deep.

Xiao Yu’s heart ached, he had never taken care of children either! He was completely overwhelmed!

For the first time, he felt that work was much easier than looking after children!

How did Tang Yu manage it when she was alone?

"I’ll come over later," Ye Sihan said.

"Okay," Xiao Yu left.

Tang Yu woke up the next afternoon.

When she opened her eyes, the look in them was empty. She turned towards the brighter window, and as she watched, tears began to fall from the corners of her eyes.

She wasn’t dead?

How did she survive?

If she were dead, she wouldn’t be in such pain...

The door to the hospital room opened, someone came in, but Tang Yu seemed as if she was without sensation, always staring outside the window.

As if her beloved child was out there.

"There is no child in the river," Ye Sihan stood by the bed and stared at her for a moment before speaking.

"Are you telling me... the child is still alive?" Tang Yu’s voice was weak, devoid of emotion.