Xia Wei opened her mouth, shook her head, and touched the back of his hand.
"What are you saying? What could your father possibly do that would be excessive?" Shen Donghai said with a smile.
Shen Moyu didn't look at him directly, but turned her head and said softly, "Mom, if he wants to stay here, let him stay. I'll take you to a hotel tonight."
"Mo Yu! What are you saying!" Shen Donghai sighed helplessly, "Do you have to speak so harshly to me?"
"President Shen, you're overthinking it. How could I dare?" Shen Moyu said, trying to help Xia Wei walk away, but Xia Wei grabbed his wrist.
Xia Wei's expression was somewhat bitter, but she still stopped Shen Moyu: "Son, don't do this."
Shen Moyu was puzzled by his mother's attitude. He vaguely sensed that Xia Wei was speaking up for Shen Donghai. "Mom, what do you mean by 'don't be like this'? Is there anything left for us to say to him?"
Xia Wei lowered her head and remained silent for a long time.
Shen Donghai clenched his fist, his voice tinged with weariness: "Son, Dad wants to talk to you."
"I don't want to talk about it."
"It won't take up much of your time. Dad has something to tell you." Shen Donghai reached out his hand, but didn't have the courage to touch Shen Moyu.
"Fine, get to the point. After you're done, either we leave, or you leave." Shen Moyu leaned back on the sofa with his arms crossed, looking at Shen Donghai with indifferent eyes, as if waiting for a movie to start.
"Mo Yu, Dad wants to sincerely apologize to you. So many years have passed, and I still have a grudge against you, but the thought that you must hate me makes me ashamed to face you." Shen Donghai lowered his head, looking as if he was truly repenting.
Shen Moyu spoke, followed by another resounding slap: "You don't need to say these things, they sound hypocritical to me. If you really feel guilty, just pack your things and leave now. I'll still remember I have a father."
“Mo Yu, why do you have to be so aggressive! Dad came here sincerely to apologize. Even if you don't forgive me, you can't hurt Dad like this. I know you've had a hard time these past years. Back then, your mother fell from the construction site, and you were so young…”
"What right do you have to bring this up!" Shen Moyu narrowed his eyes. "Where do you get the audacity to say these things so confidently? If a few words from me can hurt you, then what were you doing back then! Murder to silence you?!"
"you!"
"Back then, my mom broke her leg and spent all our savings. I couldn't even afford to go to school. I borrowed money from all my relatives, but not a single one of them was willing to help me... Where the hell were you then?!"
Xia Wei covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes.
"You didn't care at all, do you think our lives are none of your business?! And now you're saying you know you're wrong? What kind of bullshit is that?!"
The bittersweet memories of that year flooded his mind; he would always remember how he climbed up step by step back then.
Shen Moyu took a deep breath, tears welling up in her eyes: "I'm not saying this to gain sympathy, nor to let you know how pitiful I am. I just want to tell you that all of this is thanks to you."
Shen Donghai was unable to lift his head after his son exposed his many misdeeds. Tears streamed slowly through his fingers. "Son... Dad just doesn't know how to face you... I..."
"You have no heart! My mother has been with you for twelve years, through thick and thin, and you humiliate her like this because of outside wealth and that vixen! You have let my mother down! You are not worthy to be my father!" Mo Yu poured out all his bitterness, but what he could not express was the bitterness and hatred of those years.
Xia Wei grabbed Shen Moyu's arm, sobbing uncontrollably, "Don't say anymore..."
Zhou Xingqi clenched his fists, turned around, and slammed the door shut.
"You're an irresponsible, heartless bastard!"
"Shut up!" Shen Donghai stood up angrily, his head feeling a bit congested.
"Did I say something wrong!" Shen Moyu also stood up. Unbeknownst to him, he had grown to be half a head taller than Shen Donghai and was no longer the silly little boy who begged his father to come back.
“Since you chose to come back and face me, you should have expected what I would say and how much I would hate you. Saying such disgusting things... you might as well just take more child support. Why come back and bother us and demean yourself?”
Upon hearing this, Shen Donghai fiercely suppressed his emotions. After a moment, he pulled out three bank cards and a key: "I have the money here, and I bought you an apartment in the city center a year ago, with your name on the property certificate. As for child support, just name your price, and I'll provide it all."
Shen Moyu stared at the things on the coffee table, closed his stinging eyes, and let large tears fall. "Where were you before? You didn't say a word when I needed you, and now you're dumping this on me? Trying to buy my forgiveness?"
Or... in his biological father's eyes, he's only worth money to win back.
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Author's Note:
morning.
Chapter 88 I will firmly choose you
"No, no! I didn't mean that..." Shen Donghai said humbly, "I just want to make it up to you, son. What happened before is already done. Even if I know I was wrong, you won't forgive me, and neither will your mother. So I want to do everything I can to give you what you want now. I have money here, as much as you want."
Shen Moyu raised her eyes, but they were already lifeless: "You think I want money?"
All these years, his father had vowed to come back and see him, yet he still didn't know what his son truly wanted. But it was all in vain; what he wanted, his father could no longer give him.
"Whatever you want, I can give it to you within my capabilities, even the company," Shen Donghai said sincerely.
Besides these, he really couldn't offer anything else.
His words carried great weight, vividly depicting the greatness of his father, but to Shen Moyu, they were nothing but blatant humiliation.
"I'm fucking afraid of getting my hands dirty! I feel disgusted just looking at your company and that vixen's company!" Shen Moyu said through gritted teeth.
Shen Donghai silently lowered his head, not daring to refute. When he raised his head again, his eyes were filled with sadness: "But son, no matter how much you hate me or resist me, everything I've given you is what you deserve, what I owe you. There is no father in this world who doesn't love his child, and so am I..."
“But I’ve never been worth anything in your eyes.” Shen Moyu looked at him quietly, and after a moment, she got up and rushed into the bedroom.
Shen Donghai kept knocking on the door and talking to him, but he didn't want to listen and didn't dare to open the door, as if he would be drawn into a bottomless vortex if he opened it.
Shen Donghai said he loved him and missed him, but he never cared about him. Over the years, he enjoyed wealth and prosperity outside and never thought about him.
He didn't want to ask Shen Donghai for a lot of money; he just suddenly realized what his place was in his father's heart.
He didn't take a penny from him when he and his mother were in dire straits and living in poverty. Now that he has made it through, they are throwing money in his face.
What is this? Irony and humiliation?
He checked his phone and saw that Su Jinning had called him many times and kept asking him on WeChat if he was okay. He didn't find it annoying; instead, he felt relieved. He called Su Jinning back to tell her he was fine, and didn't say anything more.
The air conditioner was blasting hot air, and he quickly broke into a sweat in his sweater. The stuffy, sticky feeling was extremely uncomfortable, exacerbating his already irritable mood. But he couldn't care less; he was too tired and fell asleep within ten minutes.
He hoped that in his dreams he wouldn't have to face his father.