-Beijing, China-
A call ca from Madam Wang's cell phone.
"Hello!"
"How is my lady, Wang Jia Li?" The voice on the other end of the phone.
"You! Why contact again, huh?" Mrs. Wang shouted at soone on the line.
"Relax, Honey! I just need money. The money you give every year, I don't think it's enough to et my needs in this place," said soone from across the phone.
"I have no money! I will soon divorce Zhang Minghao. Don't ask for money anymore!" said Mrs. Wang, curtly.
"If you don't send the money soon, I'll go back to China and expose all your filth!" threatened the man from across the phone.
"Shut up, you bastard! Alright, I'll try to give you so money!!"
Mrs. Wang hung up the phone, then threw the phone against the wall.
"Why is that bastard always blackmailing ? Aaahhh!!" cried Mrs. Wang, frustrated.
Suddenly Wei Yilong's na was so disturbing Madam Wang's soul. The man who used to be her lover. The man who helped her get Mr. Zhang, and who killed Yushen's birth mother in Changbai. And the man who gave Madam Wang a pretty girl like Zhang Lian. Well, Wei Yilong is Lian's biological father, Yushen and Sifeng's sister.
But, suddenly earlier, the man from Madam Wang's past contacted Madam Wang again and asked for a lot of money. Madam Wang was already dizzy because she didn't manage to kill Mr. Zhang's children. Not to ntion Madam Wang was sued for divorce by her husband
However, why would that man bother Madam Wang again?
Didn't Madam Wang always give the man money and tell him to stay away from China?
***
Zhang Sifeng stared in front of the glass sink, which was in the bathroom, his room. Well, a while ago, Sifeng and Yushen had returned from Japan. And now, Sifeng and Yushen have arrived in Beijing, China.
They teleported using the Jade Bracelet given by Lord Jack. Yushen and Sifeng returned to Beijing, not by plane.
Zhang's two sons returned to Zhang's main residence. Sifeng didn't know why Yushen had preferred to return to the Zhang residence instead of their respective apartnts.
Zhang Sifeng still rembered about the ti he received the phone call from his mother earlier.
Mrs. Haruhi's screams kept ringing in Sifeng's ears. The fantasy of being able to hug his biological mother warmly seed to just disappear. Now, Sifeng increasingly feels that Madam Wang is better than his own biological mother.
At least Madam Wang never threw Sifeng out of the Zhang residence, although Madam Wang was also often cruel to Sifeng.
Thinking of how much Madam Haruhi hated Sifeng, it made Sifeng's heart hurt. He felt that he was the only child that even his own birth mother didn't want.
"Aaakkh!" shouted Sifeng, punching the glass in front of him hard.
The glass on the sink imdiately cracked after being punched by Sifeng's hand, seriously injuring the back of Sifeng's hand.
Thick red blood flowed from between Sifeng's fingers. Sifeng's breath roared with anger, he pointed his other hand at the glass.
Zhang Yushen who heard the commotion in the bathroom, imdiately approached Sifeng. Yushen was shocked to see Sifeng who was back in depression, and hurt himself.
Yushen didn't want his brother to do sothing stupid like that ti. So, Yushen took swift action to calm his little brother down.
Yushen leaned Sifeng's head on his left shoulder as usual. Yushen is indeed a very understanding and loving brother.
"Calm down, A-Feng! At least you tried to understand your mother. Even if you failed in the end, it's certainly not your fault," said Yushen, the ox. Yushen gently patted Sifeng's arm.
"I shouldn't expect too much, Gege. Even though I had anticipated the worst, the disappointnt was still there." Sifeng spoke quietly. Sifeng stared at his reflection in the cracked mirror. It looks so sad.
"You still have , Papa, Lian Jiejie, Aunt Jiang, Manager Huo, Uncle Zhang, and all the employees of Zhang Group. We all love you very much, A-Feng." Yushen spoke softly, still trying to calm his brother down.
"You forgot to ntion Madam Wang, Gege," said Sifeng with a small smile. Sifeng looks better this ti.
As it turned out, Yushen managed to calm Sifeng down. So far, Yushen was the only one who could make Sifeng fine.
"Stupid! Your Madam Wang has tried to kill you many tis, A-Feng! Have you forgotten that, huh?!" said Yushen, smacking Sifeng's head roughly.
"Hahaha, at least Madam Wang's plans always fail, Gege." Sifeng spoke quietly. He also put on his sweetest smile.
At this mont, Sifeng felt that what Yushen had said earlier had so truth in it. At least in China, Sifeng still has a family who loves him so much. Sifeng should be more grateful, no need to complain all the ti.
Yushen already thought that Sifeng was fine now. So, Yushen returned to his usual ruthless attitude.
"The nutg was looking for you earlier, A-Feng! Find him!" Yushen snapped. Yushen pushed Sifeng away from him.
"Eh, treat your wound first, idiot! Otherwise, Papa will force you to stay at Uncle Zhang's apartnt," Yushen continued.
"Heh? Uncle's apartnt is a hospital you an, Yu Ge?" Sifeng asked, confused.
Yushen nodded, agreeing. They all often think of their uncle's hospital as an apartnt. You see, Sifeng and Yushen were admitted to the hospital very often.
"Hahaha, I will never obey Papa's request, Gege."
After saying that, Sifeng rushed over to clean his wound and would treat it according to Yushen's orders earlier.
***
In the spacious and luxurious room, Master Zhang was preparing to sleep. Mr. Zhang turned off the room light, replacing the bright light with a dim bedside lamp, a night light.
Suddenly there was the sound of the door opening from outside.
"Papa, is Papa looking for ?" asked Sifeng, who was in the doorway of his father, Mr. Zhang's room.
"Hmm yes, you're right, A-Feng. But tomorrow, okay? I already want to sleep now," said Mr. Zhang as he adjusted his sleeping position.
Zhang Sifeng slowly approached Master Zhang's bed. Sifeng climbed into bed and slept next to Mr. Zhang, tightly hugging his father who was sleeping beside him.
Sifeng felt that he really missed his father. Since childhood, Sifeng was left to live alone with only Aunt Jiang, this head maid in the Zhang Family.
Master Zhang didn't care about Sifeng in the past. Mr Zhabg only cares about work. Whether at this old age, did Mr. Zhang realize that he had wasted his precious ti.
Master Zhang has wasted his son. And Mr Zhang had also missed Sifeng's growth period until Sifeng was all grown up now, Mr Zhang had just realized that he was wasting their precious ti. Mr. Zhang is now sorry.
Sifeng was still sleeping beside Master Zhang hugging his father.
"Hey, what are you doing, A-Feng? Are you sick? It's not usually you to be this spoiled to papa, A-Feng." Mr Zhang said. He was suspicious of his son's behavior. It was unusual for Sifeng to act like this. Very childish.
"I just want to sleep with you, Papa. I haven't slept with Papa since I was a kid, have I? So, even though I'm an adult, allow to experience how sleeping with papa is."
Sifeng spoke, quietly. Sifeng adjusted his sleeping position. Sifeng made Master Zhang's arm a pillow. His hands were wrapped around Master Zhang's stomach. Looks like a child.
"Hahaha, why are you getting more spoiled like this, heum?" quipped Mr Zhang, who felt awkward because he had never once slept with his children.
"I just miss you, Papa," Sifeng said quietly. Sifeng's eyes already felt heavy at this point. Sifeng was already very sleepy. His father's embrace made Sifeng feel more comfortable.
"A-Feng, I'll take you for a check up tomorrow to your Uncle. Didn't your uncle tell you to rest, huh? But... you just wanted to go all the way to Japan. I thought you were on Hainan Island all this ti. But, your grandfather called earlier, asking if you guys have arrived or not? It must have been a very tiring journey, right?" said Mr. Zhang.
Master Zhang stroked his son's back gently. Mr. Zhang was both surprised and delighted. Truly, Sifeng's behavior was like that of a 10 year old child.
"I don't feel tired, Papa. All you have to do is say the direct mantra 'wusshhh' to Japan, and when you go ho you have to recite the mantra again and will return to China," said Sifeng, half-conscious.
Sifeng's eyes were starting to close, but Sifeng still heard his father speak.
"What do you an, A-Feng?" asked Mr. Zhang who was surprised to hear Sifeng's rambling earlier.
"Ngghh ...." Sifeng moaned. Sifeng had already entered his subconscious at this ti. Sifeng was sleeping very soundly.
When Master Zhang turned to Sifeng, it turned out that Sifeng was already fast asleep. Master Zhang smiled at Sifeng who looked so peaceful in his sleep.
Master Zhang ca closer to Sifeng's face and kissed his son's forehead. Mr. Zhang must have been the first parent to do this when his son grew up.
To be continued .....
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