Chapter 1535 - 1525: Illness

Chapter 1535: Chapter 1525: Illness

Yin Manqing’s eyelid twitched as she looked at the stack of documents in front of her, a bad feeling rising in her chest.

"President Yin, why are you zoning out? Look." Mr. He urged, then suddenly said with a meaningful tone, "Or is it that you know your son is sick and you’ve been deliberately hiding it."

Yin Manqing lifted her head and gave him a cold glance, then picked up the file and started to flip through it.

Mu Yan didn’t look much at the file; her gaze fell on Jiang Wenhui. She looked calm, as if everything was under control.

Right at that moment, Jiang Wenhui suddenly looked at her, a trace of worry appearing in her eyes.

Mu Yan withdrew her gaze, seemingly casual as she stared at the phone in her hand, but her mind was on that file. This move was vicious—directly denying Jiang Jingheng as a person. After this, how would He ever have a chance to turn things around?

When she saw with her own eyes the diagnosis stating that Jiang Jingheng had depression and manic disorder, the shock on Yin Manqing’s face couldn’t be hidden at all.

How could this be...

She had actually been completely unaware.

No, this is fake. They forged it to smear her son.

Yin Manqing instinctively turned a suspicious gaze on Mr. He and flung the file down on the table. "You casually fake a diagnosis to slander my son and you think I’ll believe it?"

"President Yin, you really won’t cry until you see the coffin." Mr. He sneered. "Go have someone appraise the paper, trace the source of this diagnosis report. There will definitely be an archive of it over there."

Yin Manqing’s expression turned dark as her eyes fell on the diagnosis lying on the table.

Just then, a pair of pale hands picked up the report and began to read it.

Yin Manqing lifted her eyes to look at She, wanting to speak but stopping herself.

With a worried face, Jiang Wenhui said, "Nuannuan, Jing Heng shouldn’t be..." 𝐟𝒓ℯⅇ

"It’s all clearly written in black and white." Mu Yan said coolly. "Big Sister, do you want to take a look?"

She handed the diagnosis report in her hand to Jiang Wenhui.

Jiang Wenhui hesitated for a moment, then took it. Her expression grew grave as she opened it, and when she finished reading, her face suddenly changed. "Jing Heng always looks fine to me. How could it be like this?"

"Of course you wouldn’t be able to tell. Do you think a mental patient will tell you he’s mentally ill? But this does explain why Jiang Jingheng is always so arbitrary and refuses to listen to advice." President Zhou said coldly.

Yin Manqing hated these people’s treacherous, vicious faces to the bone. She forced herself to calm down. "This report doesn’t prove anything. He was only fifteen when He fell ill, and more than ten years have passed since then. He’s long since recovered."

"Mental illness isn’t so easy to treat. You say He’s cured and that makes He cured? If He were truly fine, why would He hide away just because a marriage fell apart?" Mr. He countered. "It’s not that we have a problem with Him; it’s that His mental state simply isn’t enough to bear the weight of the corporation."

"That’s just your one-sided claim." Yin Manqing refused to accept it.

"Whether it’s one-sided or not, there’s someone here who knows better than we do." Mr. He suddenly smiled.

Mu Yan looked up to find everyone’s eyes fixed on her. She was a bit surprised. "Why are you all looking at me?"

"You’re his niece-in-law, Mu Yan, living with Jiang Jingheng is a blessing. You should be very familiar with his day-to-day life. Whether He has a mental illness or not, you should be very clear." Mr. He smiled.

Yin Manqing looked at Mu Yan, her expression tense. "Mu Yan, you know Jing Heng. He’s not, right?"

"Niece-in-law, you must tell the truth!" President Zhou said in a deep voice.

Mu Yan glanced at Him, swept her gaze over Yin Manqing, then finally looked at the others and said calmly, "I don’t know."