“Have you dropped your brain at home? Why are you so insistent on asking these useless questions? If you were really biological siblings, do you think you could still sit here peacefully? Do you think I would let the two of you get married?”
Su Zhinian titled his head to avoid the ashtray. He should have been angered by this treatment, but he felt weirdly happy being scolded this way. He couldn’t stop the smile from blossoming on his face. So, I’m not related to Tingting by blood…
Su Zhinian smiled more as a great force of happiness blasted his mind into emptiness, save for one thought. So, I’m not related to Tingting by blood…
Su Zhinian couldn’t hold the laughter in. Then he suddenly jumped up from the sofa. No, this is too exciting. I can even feel the molecules in my body shivering. I need to find a place to calm myself down to fully digest this news.
Su Zhinian turned around without saying a word. He dashed out of the room and slammed the door heavily behind him. The waitress outside the door was shocked by Su Zhinian’s sudden appearance. Before she could approach him to ask if she could help, Su Zhinian flew past her like a blast of wind.
The waitress had her mouth wide open. Before she recovered from the superhuman feat that she had just witnessed, Su Zhinian, who had almost reached the elevator, suddenly raced back toward her.
Ignoring the curious gaze the waitress kept tossing his way, Su Zhinian paced back and forth along the long corridor. Suddenly, an unbridled rage surged through his chest. He ran toward the room Song Menghwa and Song Qingchun was in, pulled the door forcefully open, and roared at Song Menghwa, “Why wouldn’t you tell me earlier that Song Qingchun is not your biological daughter?”
Do you know how many years of torment and torture I’ve been through because Song Qingchun is your daughter?
Do you know how many tears I’ve shed silently in the night because Song Qingchun is your daughter?
Do you know how many times I have to cruelly reject her approach and confession because Song Qingchun is your daughter?
Do you know how close I was to force her to take out the child in her stomach because Song Qingchun is your daughter?
Do you know… because Song Qingchun is your daughter…
Su Zhinian’s eyes flashed a deep crimson as his chest rose unevenly. He couldn’t help raise his finger to point at the two culprits in the room. After steadying his breath, he uttered syllable by syllable, “I knew this Song Qingchun’s scammer quality had to come from somewhere, and now I know she learned it from you!”
One used the fake name ‘Tingting’ in her young age to scam his whole life.
Another purposely kept his adoption a secret for as long as he could to scam his love for the daughter.
A whole f*cking family of scammers!
“Good God, I feel like cursing…” Su Zhinian’s teeth chattered audibly. “But you know why I’m not cursing right about now?”
Su Zhinian breathed out heavily to ease the pent up fury in his chest before explaining clearly.
“Because my child’s grandfather is my father!”
Su Zhinian, after finished venting, slammed the door shut again and left.
If not for the fact that they came from the same bloodlines, he had half a mind to curse the whole damn line of ancestors!