The way Sheng Jianan spoke clearly did not give Mr. Sheng any face. Tang Yanqi turned to look at him, squeezed his hand, and stood up, "Uncle, is there sothing you want to say to ?"
Her attempt to smooth things over slightly eased the tension. Mr. Sheng gave her a grateful look and stood up to walk to the study nearby.
Tang Yanqi stepped forward to follow him. Just as their figures disappeared, Mrs. Sheng turned to Sheng Jianan and said, "Jianan, what is wrong with you? No matter what, he is your father. When your grandfather had an accident, wasn’t your father anxious too? In a mont of urgency, he blad Yanxi. Why can’t you understand that?"
When Mr. Sheng Senior passed away, the way Mr. Sheng treated Tang Yanqi and even kicked her out of the Sheng Family was sothing Sheng Jianan had heard from Sheng Jiayu. At that ti, Tang Yanqi had already vanished into the vast world, leaving no trace. Sheng Jianan had a huge argunt with Mr. Sheng about it, deepening the rift between father and son.
Listening to Mrs. Sheng, Sheng Jianan remained silent. Call him unfilial or accuse him of forgetting his parents after getting a wife, but he was determined not to let Tang Yanqi suffer any grievances in the Sheng Family again.
"Jianan, do you really plan to hold another wedding with Yanxi?"
"Yes."
Mrs. Sheng shifted her position, moving closer to Sheng Jianan, "Jianan, is this necessary? When you married, it wasn’t public, but the news was announced. Now if you want another one, what will people think?"
Sheng Jianan raised an eyebrow, "That ti, it was the Sheng Family marrying her; this ti, it’s marrying her."
"What’s the difference?"
Sheng Jianan tapped his fingers on his knee, then suddenly looked at Mrs. Sheng with determination, "Mom, I know Yanxi is not your ideal daughter-in-law; she is not so rich lady, but I’m determined to have her."
These words from Sheng Jianan were sowhat nonsensical, yet Mrs. Sheng sensed a strong hint of threat in his tone. Her heart constricted, and feeling slightly guilty, she opened her mouth but then closed it again. Finally, she waved her hand, "Do as you wish, do as you wish. A son grows up and is out of his mother’s control."
In the study room, Tang Yanqi and Mr. Sheng sat facing each other. Since they had entered, Mr. Sheng had been silent. After a long period of silence, neither spoke, leaving them just sitting there.
After Mr. Sheng Senior’s passing, Mr. Sheng appeared to have aged significantly overnight. Outsiders often talked about the deep bond between the Sheng grandfather and grandson, rarely ntioning Mr. Sheng, but a father and son are always connected at heart. The old man’s death seed to have deeply impacted him as well.
After a long ti, Mr. Sheng finally spoke, "Yanxi, about what happened before, I apologize to you. I know that incident wasn’t your fault. I’m sorry."
The middle-aged man’s voice was very deep, carrying an endless sense of desolation. Tang Yanqi’s heart quickly flickered with a strange feeling, but she couldn’t quite grasp what it was.
All she could do was respond along with Mr. Sheng’s words, "You don’t need to apologize. In such situations, it’s normal to lash out. I understand."
She truly could understand Mr. Sheng’s misplaced anger. Although he was excessive at the ti, after cooling down, it was sothing she could forgive.
"It’s not that... I..."
Mr. Sheng seed to want to say sothing more, but swallowed his words. He sighed, "Ah, thank you for your understanding. You and... you and Jianan should be well. This ho, co back if you want, if not, it doesn’t matter. No need to worry about those tedious formalities."
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