A gentle voice ca from the other end of the line: "Tiantian! Are you ho?"
"No, I’m outside! Do you need sothing?" The saying goes that one doesn’t visit the temple without a reason. She wouldn’t foolishly believe she’s calling out of concern when there’s nothing.
"It’s nothing much! It’s just that I’d like to invite you out for lunch tomorrow, are you available?" Tian Yaruo asked cautiously.
Li Si frowned upon hearing this. What does she want again? There’s a ton of things to do tomorrow; where would she find the Arican ti to have lunch with her? She was truly afraid sothing else would co out of this eting.
"I’m not free! I’ve been very busy lately!"
There was a mont of silence on the other side, and then, "Tiantian, are you still mad at ? I really didn’t an it! Can we sit down and talk?"
"What is there to talk about?" She truly had no interest in chatting with her, and if it weren’t for not wanting to make things too awkward, she would’ve cut ties completely.
Is there a mother like her? Believing soone else’s words no matter what happened, without distinguishing right from wrong.
Tian Yaruo hesitated before saying, "Tiantian, I’ll tell you the truth! My father, also your grandfather, wants to et you for a al! Can you make ti tomorrow? We’ve already made a reservation at the Kyocera Hotel!"
Li Si was furious: "Who are you talking about? Say it again. Didn’t I tell you, I won’t acknowledge anyone from your family! So don’t talk to about grandfathers. Considering how he treated my dad back then, the fact that I haven’t sought revenge is already a blessing. What more do you want?"
"Don’t be upset! Tiantian, he realizes his mistakes from the past! After all, he’s an old man now, can you forgive him?" Tian Yaruo hadn’t expected her anger and quickly pleaded in a hurried voice.
Li Si snorted coldly: "Forgive? I’m telling you, I’ll never forgive him in this lifeti. Get rid of that thought! If that’s what you think, don’t call again! From now on, we’re strangers! Goodbye!" She forcefully hung up, fuming with anger and breathing heavily.
Leng Mochen parked the car by the roadside, "What happened?"
"I’m livid! Are they even human? They want to have dinner with that old man and even want to forgive him! On what grounds? After what that man did to my dad, to just say a few words ans I’ll let it go, no way!"
Li Si gestured passionately, truly infuriated. This was perhaps the biggest joke of the century. Is Tian Yaruo crazy? Can soone with a little heart acknowledge or forgive them?
Leng Mochen thought deeper, his eyes glinting, "Her ulterior motive isn’t about the dinner!"
"What do you an?" Li Si also felt sothing must be amiss. Even when I donated bone marrow, she was silent, so why abruptly invite her to dinner?
"Only those with requests speak humbly!" Leng Mochen uttered simply.
Li Si instantly understood; no wonder! They must be trying to play the family card with her, hoping to leverage her to rescue the Ye Family - impossible! She would rather see Tian Yaru fall from her pedestal than help her out.
She really wanted to open Tian Yaruo’s head to see what’s inside. Does she think she’ll et that old man and consider forgiveness? Dream on!
Had she forgotten everything from back then? Perhaps, since she’s living well now, she’s forgotten about dad!
Li Si wearily rubbed her forehead, understanding which part of her personality ca from whom. Isn’t this a clear example? Her mom was a saint, which is why she used to be so saintly too.
"Mochen! Drive! Whatever they think has nothing to do with !" She was determined this ti - falling into the sa trap once was enough.
Leng Mochen patted her hair, "Good girl!" he said, steering the wheel and driving towards her ho.
...
The next day, Long Wu took Xia Yu and the old lady’s toothbrush to the hospital for a DNA test, with results expected in three days.
Feeling anxious, Long Wu had her undergo a full body check-up. When he got the results, his hands trembled slightly.
How could this be?
What had she been through over these years?
Xia Yu hung her head low, staring at the black tips of her shoes, looking distressed. She hadn’t slept well the previous night, her mind was full of trying hard to recall her past, yet it remained a blank. Who was she truly? This deep-rooted question haunted her all night.
Long Wu composed himself, then calmly walked over to her side, "Let’s go et Leng Er and the others!"
Xia Yu nodded, stood up, and followed him, feeling sowhat lost about what she should do.
As they reached the hospital’s first-floor lobby, a man suddenly rushed over, grabbed her collar, and loudly demanded, "Where have you been these days?"
The man was Xia Yu’s ex-husband, Yang Dashun. He had searched multiple beauty clinics but never saw Xia Yu. Unexpectedly, his mother fell ill and was hospitalized, and in his desperation, he stumbled upon her.
Instinctively, Xia Yu avoided him, her heart filled with fear towards him. It was as if she had returned to those days of being beaten and scolded.
With a punch, Long Wu knocked Yang Dashun to the ground, "Who is this?" His eyes were blazing with anger, and a careless move seed like it could burn everything.
"He... he’s my ex-husband!" Xia Yu replied ekly.
Yang Dashun was dazed from the hit, with his nose bleeding profusely and a buzzing head. After a while, he struggled to stand, and trembling, he asked, "Who are you?"
Long Wu pointed at him coldly, "I’m your grandpa!"
Then he started punching and kicking him, attracting a crowd.
No one stepped in to break up the fight, only the sound of fists and kicks hitting the body could be heard, until security ca to intervene, "Stop fighting! Stop it! This is a hospital!"
Long Wu casually shook his hair, grabbed the shocked Xia Yu, and said, "Let’s go! Kid, don’t let Grandpa see you again!" Though the last sentence was unsaid, everyone inferred from his fierce gaze that it wouldn’t be easy for him.
Yang Dashun was beaten black and blue, his ribs throbbing with pain, and though he wanted to say harsh words, one look at Long Wu’s intimidating gaze made him shrink back, not daring to move. That gaze carried a murderous intent, as if wanting to kill him!
Xia Yu was still trembling slightly as she sat in the car, the past mories were too vivid. When Yang Dashun grabbed her, she was terrified, thinking it was like before, getting beaten and scolded with no way to escape him.
Long Wu’s anger directly translated into his actions, driving the car like a rocket. As they sped along, Xia Yu, sitting in the passenger seat, felt her facial muscles twist, yet at the sa ti a stab of pain hit her brain, as though she’d once been in this scene. But try as she might, she couldn’t recall it clearly.
At Mo Si Headquarters, in the office, Leng Mochen’s hands were swiftly typing on the keyboard, while Li Si, holding a novel, sat beside him reading intently. Every ti she was moved, she’d glance at him involuntarily.
They were enjoying a lovely afternoon together.
And as if he had radar in his eyes, every ti her eyes glanced over, he could always sense it accurately.
Li Si pouted, "Why are you always looking at ?"
"How would you know I’m looking at you if you don’t look at ?" Leng Mochen playfully moved beside her, touching her smooth hair, "Little one, don’t you know eyes have peripheral vision?" (. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian for reading.)
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