These are the debts owed by the Hai Family, and no matter how they are treated, it is deserved. However, Sheng Ning’s choice made them all feel ashad.
No wonder the Su Family pampers her to the point of lawlessness. If anyone had such a granddaughter, they would protect her too.
"You’re overpraising . I’m not doing this for others, just for An’an," Sheng Ning said lightly.
"Hmm!"
Ji Lihua nodded, seeing that Sheng Ning was not inclined to talk, he didn’t disturb him and quietly stood by the door.
******
After taking a shower, Su Huai’an went to Mr. Su’s room and saw the old man lifeless. He hung his head, his heart aching, wanting to cry out loud, yet tears wouldn’t fall.
He is the eldest grandson of the Su Family. With his grandfather in a critical condition and his father missing, the future and the burdens of the Su Family now rested entirely on his shoulders. Previously, there was his father and grandfather to be the pillars of the Su Family, shielding him from storms.
Now he must stand up. It is not the ti to cry, but to be strong.
"Grandfather." Su Huai’an held the old man’s thin hand, bending down to place a gentle kiss on it, "Grandfather, it’s Huai’an. Can you hear ?"
The old man in deep sleep slowly opened his cloudy eyes, struggling to look at Su Huai’an, and with difficulty, after quite a while, he weakly said, "Is it my eldest grandson?"
"Yes, it’s ."
At last, waiting for his grandson’s return, a tear slid from Mr. Su’s eye, "Still, the eldest... grandson is good, didn’t cry."
"Grandfather, I am a comrade of the people, and a grandson of an old revolutionary, how can I cry so easily?" Su Huai’an smiled, yet his refined face could draw tears from others.
"Good... good!" Mr. Su was very satisfied with this grandson. Since childhood, wherever he went, this grandson was his pride. His old friends envied him to the core.
"Is your father... back?"
"Soon, grandfather, wait a bit longer, he will be back shortly." Su Huai’an unwittingly tightened his grip on the old man’s hand. He squeezed hard, but the old man couldn’t feel it anymore.
Mr. Su laboriously opened his eyes, "I... I’m afraid I can’t wait."
"Grandfather, you must wait for my father. If he can’t see you one last ti, he will never be at peace his entire life."
"I... I will wait..." The old man strained to close his eyes, sinking back into sleep. The doctor at his side quickly administered an IV injection.
"How is he?"
The doctor shook his head, "The old leader can’t hold on much longer. Please find President Su as soon as possible, otherwise..."
Otherwise, he might truly miss the last mont.
Actually, seeing his eldest son one last ti is the old leader’s obsession. Now he is entirely struggling to hold on, desperately prolonging his life. This kind of persistence is extrely painful.
The whole body has long lost sensation, held together by that last breath.
"I understand!" Su Huai’an stood up and glanced back, seeing Sheng Ning standing dazed at the door. "Cousin... don’t be sad."
"Hmm!" She thought she would comfort Su Huai’an not to be sad, but unexpectedly, he comforted her.
The gentle university professor, within him, is the sa iron-blooded strength as his uncle. The n of the Su Family deserve a fresh perspective.
The two walked out together, the room having doctors and nurses on strict watch 24 hours a day.
In the yard, Su Huai’an casually squatted on the ground, and Sheng Ning did the sa. Both looked at the rattan chair, chessboard, and cane in the yard, as if the old man wielding the cane to beat Su Hai was playing out in front of their eyes.
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