Chapter 53

The boxing club should have been silent in the early morning, but at this moment, there were bangs like cannons.

Sheng Jinyu was only wearing a black tight-fitting shirt and boxing gloves as he kept punching. Big drops of sweat hit the ground, and the sandbag was also shaken left and right by him, making a sound of breaking through the air.

Yan Yichen was lying on the ground, having taken off his gloves and protective gear and thrown them aside, gasping for breath from exhaustion.

He spoke intermittently, "What the hell... got you into this?! Not only did you knock me down, you even went on to punch the sandbag yourself!"

No one answered him, and all that was left around him was the very regular sound of collisions.

Yan Yichen jumped up, unscrewed the water bottle and took a few sips, then looked at the person who was beating the sandbag fiercely. Every punch was filled with anger, and he didn't know who had made him angry.

"Who is it..." Yan Yichen was halfway through his sentence when his cell phone rang.

The socialite's number is always busy. There are always people calling her at any time 24 hours a day.

He glanced at the caller ID, paused, glanced at Sheng Jinyu again, and then picked up the phone, deliberately saying loudly: "Hello, Ah He, is there something wrong with you calling so late?"

Out of the corner of his eye he noticed the movement over there pause for a moment, and Yan Yichen chuckled, thinking that this was indeed the crux of the matter.

Su He, who was sitting opposite him, was in a less cheerful mood. He politely asked him, "Sorry, Brother Chen, to bother you so late. Is Sheng Jin with you?"

"What happened?" Yan Yichen did not answer directly, but asked ambiguously.

Su He explained on the other end: "He went out tonight. I don't know where he went. I'm a little worried. He would never... not tell me before."

Su He's voice became noticeably lower as he spoke. Yan Yichen raised his head and glanced meaningfully at Sheng Jinyu, then said, "He's here with me, don't worry. I have something to talk to him about, so I'll be back later."

Su He was still a little worried. Fang Cheng's attitude just now didn't seem like nothing had happened.

He asked frankly: "Brother Chen, do you know what happened to him recently? Can you tell me?"

Yan Yichen felt really wronged to be asked this question. He still hadn't figured out why Sheng Jin called him out in the middle of the night, so naturally he couldn't answer Su He.

"Don't think too much about it. At most, he's worried about work. I'll ask for you later. It's getting late, so get some rest." Yan Yichen advised kindly.

Su He seemed rather reluctant, but he could only thank him and hang up the phone.

As soon as he put down his phone, Yan Yichen jumped up, walked over to Sheng Jinyu and looked at him: "Tell me, what's the matter? You came to me in the middle of the night, as if you had a quarrel with your wife and ran away from home, what are you up to?"

Sheng Jinyu stopped to drink water, his breathing was extremely irregular, and he was silent for about two minutes.

Then he said, "Nothing."

"Bullshit." Yan Yichen glared at him while playing with the water bottle in his hand. "You can use this to fool others, but you know I must get to the bottom of it."

Sheng Jinyu glanced at him and suddenly asked a seemingly inappropriate question: "Su He is hosting a banquet at the Xuan family this weekend. Are you going to be there?"

Yan Yichen was stunned and shook his head: "I haven't contacted Assistant Su recently, but I heard from A Fei that his friends in that circle helped Su He get a project and said they wanted to have dinner together."

Sheng Jinyu narrowed his eyes, his face looked gloomy, and he stopped talking.

Yan Yichen thought he was jealous because of this little thing, so he raised his elbow and hit him: "You are jealous, aren't you? Are you getting more and more mutated as you grow older? Has the pickle jar become a spirit?"

"Assistant Su, just be socializing normally. Why are you getting so angry? Even if you want to get angry, you need to have the status to do so!"

This sentence hit Sheng Jinyu's sore spot. He snorted irritably and continued to drink water to calm his anger.

Of course, he would not restrict Su He's social life. He just suddenly discovered a misunderstanding that had been firmly believed for a long time.

Su He didn't confess his feelings to him, didn't have a crush on him, didn't love him beyond measure, and didn't plan to confront him on Valentine's Day...

This is not the worst, the worst thing is... he took it seriously.

He secretly measured Su He's finger circumference, asked someone to draw a design, paid twice the price to get the finished product in advance, but now, he can't send it out.

This was what annoyed him the most.

"I just suddenly realized that we were all wrong about something." Sheng Jinyu was no longer as agitated as before. He took off his gloves and threw them aside, then walked towards the terrace.

Yan Yichen followed him outside and pondered this sentence for a long time. He vaguely guessed something and asked, "About Assistant Su?"

"I actually never saw through him. I thought we already..." Sheng Jinyu paused, as if he didn't know what to say next.

Looking at the side, Yan Yichen grinned with a look of contempt. He wanted to say that he could not see through his brother. Sheng Jinyu has always been a stubborn person who speaks his mind. When did he start to act like a literary youth by reciting poetry?

Sheng Jinyu caught a glimpse of his speechless expression, sighed, and pulled herself out of her confusion for a moment, frowning, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

He paused, then added, "That love letter he wrote before wasn't addressed to me."

His expression was inevitably depressed and his voice was not without grievance.

Yan Yichen laughed out loud: "Is it because of this? I thought you were rejected because of your confession, so you came here to be so sad."

Sheng Jinyu glanced at him and uttered three words: "You don't understand."

If the prerequisite that Su He liked him was not there between him and Su He, then what would be the point of everything that happened later?

This was not a consensual relationship, but rather his one-sided wishful thinking. Even so, Su He did not act as if anything was wrong. Maybe he simply did not take it seriously and did not think about it in an emotional way at all.

Yan Yichen tutted his words twice and sighed, "Yeah, I don't understand. I don't understand the twists and turns of pure virgins like you. So what if it's not written for you? It doesn't mean he's not interested in you. If you have hands and feet, then chase him yourself. Who is more noble than who when it comes to feelings, brother!"

He patted Sheng Jinyu's shoulder solemnly, but still couldn't help laughing. The latter glared at him fiercely, his eyes blank and silent.

Looking at Sheng Jin with a frown on his face, Yan Yichen held his forehead with his hand, feeling pain. He was used to acting in a carefree manner, and had always been around many women. He would attract a lot of attention, but if he fell in love with someone, he would be affectionate and affectionate, and then part ways amicably.

When those who have experienced many battles look back at these resentful and infatuated men and women, they feel a sense of helplessness and regret.

Yan Yichen wanted to say a few more words, but he always felt that it would be a waste of effort to rely on his brother's brain, which was not very smart when it came to emotional issues.

Sheng Jinyu suddenly said solemnly, "You're right. I'm going back."

Yan Yichen's raised hand got stuck in mid-air, his words of advice choking on his lips, but his partner ran away. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Fuck, you're quite obedient!"

"I've benefited a lot." Sheng Jinyu waved his hand behind his back.

It was already midnight when Sheng Jinyu returned to Xiaoxie Garden. Only S037 was still awake. He came over happily. He originally thought that Sheng Jinyu would find him annoying and ask him to go away.

But I heard him ask, "When did he fall asleep?"

A circle appeared on the top of S037's head, and then he whispered, "Master, you mean Su He. He called Mr. Yan and waited for a while before going to sleep."

"Master, where have you been? Su He was so worried about you!" S037 exaggerated for a while.

Sheng Jinyu looked towards Su He's room and was silent for a long time before speaking: "Don't wake him up tomorrow morning, let him sleep."

"I know!" S037 shook his head.

The next day, when Su He woke up, it was already past ten o'clock. The alarm clock was clearly set for eight o'clock in the morning, but he didn't know whether he didn't hear it when it rang, or if someone turned it off.

He got up worriedly, wondering what would happen if Sheng Jinyu didn't come back overnight. Unexpectedly, he saw a note on the table. The handwriting was completely different from Su He's elementary school notes, and it was as cold and bold as the handwriting itself.

——I have to go back to the old house for an urgent matter, so you don’t have to follow me. I didn’t let Yan Yichen put you off. Nothing happened, so don’t think too much.

Get up and have your meal. When I come back, I have something to tell you.

The signature is the word "Sheng".

Su He was already very familiar with Sheng Jinyu's handwriting. He took a look at the note box on the table. It was full of notes he had thrown in during this period, written by Sheng Jinyu.

He had forgotten when Sheng Jin started the habit of writing notes to him. No matter big or small matters, if they could be explained in a simple sentence, they would say it to his face.

Even if they needed to leave a message, they usually wouldn't wait until they used their cell phone to notify him, so he knew that Sheng Jinyu was taking care of his eyes.

At first, Su He just thought Sheng Jinyu's handwriting was beautiful, so he kept it.

I didn't expect that after a long time, I had already saved half a box.

He held the notes in his hands, and his heart inexplicably calmed down. He then sent a few messages to Sheng Jinyu, telling him that he had woken up.

There was no reply from the other party, but it was not because Sheng Jinyu did not want to reply, but because the Sheng family was now in chaos. Old Master Sheng was originally in the recuperation period, and his physical condition had not been very stable.

He suddenly had an attack in the middle of the night and was taken to the operating room. Everyone knew that there was no way to save him this time.

Once the old head of the family leaves, the superficial peace maintained in the Sheng family will be completely broken. At that time, all the monsters hiding in the dark will start to fight each other.

Everyone was waiting for news from the hospital. The area outside the operating room was almost full of people, all staring at the "In Surgery" sign with their own ulterior motives.

However, only a few people knew that Mr. Sheng was not inside at the moment.

In the intensive care unit on the top floor, Sheng Jinyu was standing beside the bed in a sterilization protective suit with a serious expression. He leaned very close to listen to the old man on the bed's intermittent instructions. Mr. Sheng no longer had the strength to speak.

Originally, Sheng Jinyu planned to have a good chat with Su He today, but he didn't expect that in addition to this accident, he would be called back by a phone call.

What Grandpa Sheng had told him were nothing more than some property distribution issues. He also handed over a think tank that had been with him for many years to Sheng Jinyu. The leader of the group was Qiu Ming, a middle-aged man whose face was basically disfigured by burns.

The old man's last words were: "Be careful of your father."

It turned out that Sheng Zonglan was eager to take power. Not only was he afraid that his own son would hire someone to monitor him, he also personally planned an accident to send his father into the operating room.

The visiting hours soon came to an end, and Sheng Jinyu walked out with a stiff face, his eyes slightly red, knowing that this might really be the last time they saw each other.

Qiu Ming stood respectfully outside the door, his facial features almost invisible, and nodded at him.

Two hours later, the news of Mr. Sheng's death spread throughout the Sheng family, and everyone was in grief.