Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!-Chapter 130 - You’ve Lost Your Grandson Again
Chapter 130 -130 You’ve Lost Your Grandson Again
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Song Henian’s face turned red from the reaction to the medication. He leaned on the wall as he came out, struggling to withstand the surges that rolled over him, wave after wave.
“Grandpa, why did you do this?” he breathed deeply, his lips tightly clamped in restraint.
Song Changhe immediately replied, “Anian, everything Grandpa does is for your own good.”
For his own good meant sending the person he’d loved for so many years to his bed through dirty tricks? Song Henian bitterly smiled inside.
The corners of his mouth curved into a weak arc, “You knew I loved her, yet you still pushed her and me into an abyss from which there’s no return.”
The most laughable part was…
He had just dealt with the scum Zhang Yuqiang, only to almost become another scum himself, unknowingly, in the next second!
After this incident, perhaps there really was no chance for him and her.
After all, who would choose a man whose family elders had drugged her, attempting to force her to be with him? Right?
Even though Song Henian was unaware, he was still one of the culprits for this outcome.
If it weren’t for Lu Xining being sober earlier, if it weren’t for the short duration of his medication, given his current state, he truly feared he would harm the person he had cherished for many years, while unconscious.
Hearing his candid admission of affection for her, Lu Xining was momentarily stunned before snapping back to reality.
Song Henian was excellent, both in university and now.
But she truly felt no romantic stir for him and had always kept her distance from him.
And yet he still harbored feelings for her…
Song Henian faced his genuine emotions bravely and openly, behaving as though loving Lu Xining was a matter of pride.
Hearing Song Henian’s words, akin to a confession, Ji Muye next to Lu Xining felt his scalp tingle and his veins tense immediately.
He turned to gauge Lu Xining’s reaction.
Bewildered, complex, conflicted… The only thing lacking was any feeling of being moved, which slightly relaxed the taut string in Ji Muye’s heart.
Song Henian looked Song Changhe straight in the eye and asked, word by word, “Grandpa, am I really your biological grandson?”
Song Changhe found himself at a loss for words, not knowing how to respond.
“Anian, of course, you’re my biological grandson.”
They had undergone a paternity test, and Song Henian was indeed the Song Family’s child who had been abducted.
Lu Xining’s nose twitched, detecting the scent of blood.
She glanced in Song Henian’s direction and saw that the hand not supporting his weight on the wall was oozing bright red blood through the gaps in his fingers.
He had actually…
But Song Changhe, unaware of his grandson’s predicament, directed the anger he felt towards Lu Xining and Ji Muye at Song Henian.
“Anian, are you questioning Grandpa?”
He found a sense of control from Song Henian’s silence, his elderly eyes sharp as those of a cheetah eyeing its prey, moving aggressively forward, giving no chance for breathing room.
“Grandpa only has you for a grandson, would I harm you? Anian, you’ve truly disappointed Grandpa.”
Lu Xining watched him in silence; he was yet another stubborn old man who claimed to act in her interest, yet only did her harm.
She observed Song Henian’s eyes intently, trying to see if he was foolishly filial. The result was quite relieving.
Mulling over his grandfather’s words, Song Henian felt his clothes soak through with sweat. Seriously, he said, “But Grandpa, you’ve destroyed your grandson’s happiness with your own hands. Is this what you call… not harming me?”
Love should not be a reason to harm someone.
He apologized to Lu Xining again and, in front of everyone, made a promise, “As the CEO of Song Sheng Capital, I declare that I will gift Ms. Lu Xining 10% of the shares.”
Song Changhe shouted angrily, “You’re mad, boy!”
Song Henian replied, “Yes, I’ve gone mad.”
His body was at its limit; clinging to the last shred of sanity, he turned and went into his room, locking the door.
Song Henian slumped to the ground, drained.
He unclenched his left fist to reveal a razor blade that had cut a deep wound in his palm.
Blood still flowed, but Song Henian sat on the floor as if unable to feel any pain, while the sound of footsteps gradually faded outside the door.
In his heart, he silently called out: Lu Xining… Xining…
Through a door’s separation.
Lu Xining faced the angry eyes of Song Changhe, disregarding his rage and bluntly said, “You’ve lost your grandson again.”
Song Changhe: “!!!”
On the way leaving the Song Family, Lu Xining knew that despite everything Song Henian had done, his grandfather would remain unchanged.
How could the mindset of most elderly people in their seventies or eighties change because of a few words from the younger generation?
Song Changhe, for one, certainly wouldn’t!
But she was satisfied with Song Henian’s current actions.
According to the continuously rising value of Song Sheng Capital, those shares were worth billions. Receiving them unconditionally made her indisputably happy.
The Lu Family’s driver was already waiting at the door.
Lu Xining’s hand had just touched the rear car door when a man’s cool voice came from behind.
Ji Muye said, “Wait a moment.”
She turned back and raised an eyebrow inquisitively, “Is there something else?”
“If you want to deal with Song Changhe, I can help you.”
Despite being bested by her earlier, leaving him gasping, Ji Muye was actually quite cunning; he was somewhat worried about Lu Xining being at a disadvantage.
Lu Xining said, “There’s no need.”
She liked to take revenge for wrongs done, but she wasn’t recklessly impulsive.
Different approaches for different people.
For someone like Song Changhe, who came from the upper echelons, where his ingrained psyche and behavior mattered the most, his face was his priority.
Having been slapped in the face by his grandson today and losing 10% of Song Sheng Capital’s shares, he was probably racked with regret in his room now.
She had made her point, taken what she wanted.
Lu Xining decided to let this incident pass.
If there were a next time, she wouldn’t let it slide so easily.
She pulled the car door open forcefully, ready to step in when she heard Ji Muye speak again, “I’ll take you home.”
The evening breeze lifted the strands of her hair on her cheeks, and Lu Xining blinked, looking at him as she said, “I think my words at the airport last time were quite clear.”
“You and I, apart from being parents to two kids, have no other relationship, so…”
“Ji Muye, have some pride.”
“Your behavior now doesn’t match your aloof style.”
She got into the car without any further delay, her movements seamless.
The black Bentley quickly left Ji Muye’s sight, his tall figure even more solitary and cold in the night.
Yan Dong, following behind at a discreet distance, felt sorrow for his boss.
Wasn’t this a classic case of courting disaster in pursuit of love?
In the car back to the Lu Family.
Lu Xining received a call, her breathing visibly changing.
She told the driver, “To the airport!”
