A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 1458 She is the only sunshine in my life

"I've already said, don't use your seniority to question me now, or don't blame me for embarrassing you and making my father furious," Zhuang Shiyuan sneered.

Turning to her father, she said, "Dad, I don't know how you treated Mom when you were young, but I believe that if it were you today, you would have acted even more cruelly than I have, right? Even if it was my aunt who mocked Mom back then, you wouldn't have let Mom suffer just for the sake of harmony, would you?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng's gaze was cold and dark as he watched everything indifferently. He wondered if he was getting old. His son could actually lose his temper in front of him, so unscrupulous and fearless. Had he lost all his authority in this family?

After a long while, Zhuang Shiyuan gave up and sat back in his wheelchair.

"Whether this woman is fat or thin, she's mine. What does it matter to you what happens to her?"

Zhuang Shiyuan spoke haltingly, pausing for a moment before continuing:

"Look at the state I'm in! Aren't you worried about me? Mu Ning is a perfectly healthy and vibrant girl. Why should she suffer like this with me? What will I do if you ridicule her like this and she leaves? I'm useless in this state, practically a cripple. I beg you to stop bullying us. I just want her to be alright, to be able to see her every day when I open my eyes."

The dining room was very quiet. After a long while, Zhuang Shiyuan exhaled and chuckled.

“She was very reluctant to come with me before the accident. I wasn’t actually that much of a fan of hers. In the end, I tricked her into coming. I thought I would never see her again when I woke up, that she would have left me long ago, but she didn’t.”

Mu Ning turned her head slightly and glanced at Zhuang Shiyuan with a sidelong look.

Zhuang Shiyuan said, "I have lost everything. I have nothing left—health, happiness, future. But I want to keep her. She is the only sunshine in my life. I beg you, please stop tormenting us, okay? Dear gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, please?"

Mu Ning slowly lowered her head, tears rolling down her face.

Huo Yan's eyes also reddened. After her son suffered the disaster, the pillar of his life was not her, his mother, but another woman. This was her failure.

If she truly cared for her son, would he be so pessimistic and desperate right now?

If his mother and relatives were by his side when he woke up, perhaps his heart would find some comfort.

But in fact?

When he woke up, none of his relatives were there. His father came to see him briefly and then left, while his mother stayed in Kyoto to look after her daughter and did not return until several days later.

As resentment grew, he truly considered severing ties with the dealer, but it was merely a thought born of extreme anger.

Zhuang Zhoucheng placed his large hand on the table and tapped it lightly with his index finger. "When you've had enough of this, let's eat."

Huo Yan felt a tightness in her chest; she was indeed vulnerable. Her son's words struck her heart like a hammer, pressing down on her chest.

"I have no appetite..."

"Come back!" Zhuang Zhoucheng roared. "You've started throwing tantrums one after another. Can't you, as a mother, be a little more forgiving?"

Huo Yan had her back to the person, tears streaming down her face. Bubble, on her feet, was bouncing around in her walker, grabbing at her trouser leg.

"Grandma, Grandma..."

Little Bubble doesn't talk much; her first word was "Grandma."

Looking at her granddaughter, Huo Yan felt a pang of sadness, and her eyes welled up with tears.

When his father scolded his mother, Zhuang Shijue's eyes hardened for a moment. He then hugged his mother and laughed loudly, "Alright, beautiful lady, let's eat. It's nothing, it's good to talk it out. Let's eat, your son will eat with you. Can you sit here with me?"

Huo Yan, trying to avoid looking at Zhuang Shiyuan's shoulder injury, wiped away her tears and said, "You should get your wound bandaged quickly, so it doesn't get infected."

If he hadn't been so unconventional as to tear off his sleeve, and hadn't been wearing thick clothes, the hole wouldn't have been so deep.

"Don't worry, my beauty, I've eaten bullets before, what's this? It's nothing, let's eat," Zhuang Shijue said, pulling his mother to her seat. "Sit here with me. I bet if you went back now, you'd be too close to the young master and my wise and mighty father, it would be awkward. This place is perfect, next to your beloved daughter, far away from those two. Let's eat to our hearts' content, ignore them, let's give them the silent treatment and stifle their appetite!"

That last sentence was undoubtedly directed at his wise and powerful father!

Huo Yan frowned. Zhuang Laoyao's mouth...

Zhuang Shijue left the dining table and went into the hall to treat his wounds. The butler asked with concern, "Second Young Master, should we ask Doctor Guomu to come? The blade went deep into the flesh. I don't know if it has damaged any tendons or bones."

"No need, it's a minor issue. Butler, you can go about your business." Zhuang Shijue still smiled arrogantly and unrestrainedly.

The butler hesitated for a moment, then left first.

The people in the hall left, and Zhuang Shijue's flamboyant expression slowly faded, his eyes darkening. His elder brother's words, "He is not worthy," truly struck him to the core.

He's not worthy, he's not worthy... So what is Big Brother going to do? Zhuang Shijue's face tightened, and he took the throwing knife with a cold expression. He could only be thankful that the throwing knife was small. If he had a watermelon knife, given the level of hatred Zhuang Shiyuan had when he threw the knife at him, wouldn't his arm have been ruined?

Brother, brother, this is what Third Master and Third Madam fear most, so please stay calm.

Zhuang Shijue's words were half true, and the other half reflected his naturally dissolute and capricious nature. He didn't want brothers to turn against each other or become enemies with his own brothers. If he truly intended to do something, how could he let Zhuang Shiyuan know how much wealth he controlled? Especially Chen Gong—how much trust must he have placed in his elder brother to entrust him with such a large sum of money to buy Chen Gong?

Zhuang Shijue never hid anything from Zhuang Shiyuan, for fear that Zhuang Shiyuan would misunderstand that he had ulterior motives.

He didn't have any, at least not the estate of the landlord.

The Third Master's decision to bring him back wasn't his own, but all signs pointed to a tense situation between the two brothers today.

Zhuang Shijue understood that Zhuang Shiyuan was afraid, and he also knew that Zhuang Shiyuan was probably stronger than he appeared, healthier, and more resilient than he seemed. All of this was to lull those watching him into a false sense of security. And now, Zhuang Shiyuan's target had undoubtedly shifted to him.

Zhuang Shijue sighed three times in his heart. Should he return to the capital?

Perhaps, only if he leaves the capital will Zhuang Shiyuan feel safe and believe that he really didn't intend to steal anything.

The atmosphere in the dining room was so oppressive that even breathing felt painful. Mu Ning finally began to worry that eating in such an environment would likely cause her indigestion. She also finally found the feeling she had been longing for: looking at the braised pork but not wanting to swallow it, commonly known as having no appetite.