Dear Mr. Shi-Chapter 775 - is it consolation or another stab

Chapter 775: 775, is it consolation or another stab?

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Chapter 775: 775, is it consolation or another stab?

Who was his grandfather exactly?

He found Si Xiangbei so early on, but how could he go so many years without even seeing him ten times?

He must be such a heartless person.

Si Jianan shook his head, “No, I don’t even know what he does for a living, where his home is, who’s there right now? He never told my grandmother and me anything, just sent us to Q City, later even sent me abroad to study, and never once called to check on me or ask how I was doing abroad. He didn’t even show up when my grandmother died. But yesterday, he suddenly appeared …”

Thinking of the injury on Si Jianan, Song Qinghuan asked in surprise, “Did he hurt you?”

Si Jianan chuckled, “Yes, he said he wanted to give me a fantastic future but insisted that I should marry a woman at once. How ridiculous is that? Marry a woman I’ve never met before. He said if I marry her, I can have any life I want.”

Seeing Qinghuan bite her lip, too speechless to know what to say, Si Jianan sighed, and continued, “Qinghuan, don’t you think this whole situation is total bullshit?”

Song Qinghuan thought for a moment and answered, “You’re doing well now, aren’t you?”

Si Jianan broke out into laughter.

He laughed until tears rolled down his cheeks, each one gleaming in the light.

Song Qinghuan was taken aback, feeling slightly at a loss. Did she say something wrong? That’s why Si Jianan reacted this way.

Jianan suddenly stopped laughing, “I thought I was also doing well. I don’t need the life he was talking about. But he said everything I had, was given by him. And then I realized it was true. My company became successful because he gave it a push, he found your older brother, he made your brother acquire my company. Everything I have now is not of my hard work, but because of him. How ridiculous is that? It’s like a joke.”

Still laughing, but his heart was silently crying. That was Si Jianan, a man who masks his sadness with laughter.

“I completely disagreed, and wanted to sever ties. He said that was fine, but he would take everything he had given me back. As if I cared so much about it. I said go ahead, take it back. He seemed really upset about it. So we had a big fight, I was extremely disrespectful, didn’t treat him as an elder at all. Later he ordered someone to whip me, I was dizzy from the beatings, nearly passed out. At that moment, I was actually thinking that I’d rather die.”

Song Qinghuan looked sad, she could sense Si Jianan trying to hold back his heartache and tears.

She thought for a moment, looking at Jianan earnestly, “Si Xiangbei, don’t be like this. Though my sentiments towards you… I don’t want to say anything melodramatic or hurt you, but I sincerely hope we can remain friends for life. I know you always want the best for me, and I also want you to have a good life.”

Jianan gave a casual laugh.

He couldn’t help but hold Song Qinghuan’s hand, “Qinghuan, I’m truly grateful that even after all these years, you’ve still remained the same.”

Song Qinghuan shook her head, “That’s not true, back then, I didn’t want to share a desk with you, I couldn’t stand your smell, but your grades were excellent, I wanted to copy your homework.”

“Ha ha!” Si Jianan once again laughed, but unlike before, this laughter came genuinely from within. His deep-seated resentment seemed to lighten up a bit.

He asked, “Song Qinghuan, are you trying to comfort me? Or rub salt into my wounds?”