Chapter 178

Still in the same position as last time, Zhou Hongyun was leaning against the car in a black dress, watching Shi Ye slowly walking towards her.

She waved her hand: "See you again."

Shi Ye walked around the front of the car, opened the door and sat directly in the back seat.

Zhou Hongyun chuckled and got into the driver's seat.

"You seemed quite happy to ask me out this time. As expected, when someone grabs your little pigtail, you will behave better."

Shi Ye turned his head to look out the window and said lightly: "Are you my father's person, or one of my brothers'?"

Zhou Hongyun frowned: "I'm just your father's assistant, doing some things for him."

"Oh, so does my father know that you slept with his son?"

Zhou Hongyun was not sure whether Shi Ye was deceiving her or if he really had some evidence, but she still glanced at the rearview mirror guiltily. She happened to be stared at by Shi Ye's cold eyes, and she felt uncomfortable all over.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I just have some interactions with Mr. Lyle because of work."

After saying this, Zhou Hongyun realized that he had confessed himself.

After all, Shi Ye’s father has more than one son, Lyle.

Shi Ye didn't react much after hearing this, he just nodded. During the few minutes when Zhou Hongyun was uneasy and silent, he remained in a trance, as if he didn't care about all this.

It wasn't until the car slowly stopped in front of a hotel that Shi Ye spoke again: "Is Lyle the one with freckles on his face?"

Zhou Hongyun said warily, "No, Mr. Lyle doesn't have freckles."

Shi Ye narrowed his eyes, distinguishing the two people in his memory, and suddenly asked, "How is Lyle's relationship going?"

Zhou Hongyun blushed: "What's it to you?"

Shi Ye nodded, opened the door and got out of the car.

When the door was opened, Shi Ye thought he would see the younger brother named Lyle, but the person who turned around was a mature man.

Shi Ye looked into the other person's gray eyes and said calmly, "Dad."

Zhou Hongyun nodded to the man and gently closed the door.

Shi Ye's father is extremely handsome. His high nose bridge and deep eyebrows would probably be the finishing touch on an ordinary person's face, but on his face, they are just the most ordinary and inconspicuous existence.

Because his eyes are extremely beautiful, like a pure and holy lake lying quietly in the Moon Bay, making people fall into tranquility and peace when they see them, as if they are divine.

Shi Ye recalled the first time he met him. He turned around like he did today, then walked towards him with a smile on his face, bent down and asked him, "Little boy, where is your father?"

He speaks Chinese very well, without even a weird accent, and his pronunciation of some special words is very Shi Mei-like.

Shi Ye looked around and found a chair to sit down: "Why are you here?"

Shi Ye's father didn't sit down. Instead, he lifted one side of his windbreaker with one hand, put it on his waist and said, "Come and see your mother."

He came back once the year Shi Mei died, and Shi Ye never saw him again after that.

"Well, you see it now."

"No, I only saw a light." Shi Mei had just been cremated when he left. He had planned to take a box of ashes with him, but Wen Zhao took advantage of his unfamiliarity with the funeral home's procedures and scattered all the ashes, leaving nothing for him.

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

"I thought you would ask me why I was causing trouble for Wen Zhao."

“Oh, why are you looking for trouble with Uncle Wen.”

"You call him uncle?"

Shi Ye raised his eyelids and looked at him: "My mother told me to call him uncle."

Hearing what Shi Mei meant, the man opposite showed an even more unhappy look on his face: "Your mother always favors him."

She left him just for that man, and she even let their son call him uncle.

Shi Ye had no memory of growing up and had found any evidence that his mother favored Uncle Wen, but he had no objection if his father thought so.

"Let's get back to the topic. What do you want from me?"

"Come back to my country with me." The country he was referring to was naturally his motherland, the country where their huge family was entrenched.

Shi Ye smiled and said, "Do you remember how I answered you when I was ten years old?"

The man's face darkened. "You were young then, only ten, and I understand you couldn't leave your mother. But you're in your twenties now. I think anyone with a normal mind would know what to do."

He doesn't believe in his business empire and he is not tempted by it.

Shi Ye stretched out his index finger and tapped his head: "I'm sick, you know."

The man raised his eyebrows and said with a hint of pride, "Of my three sons, you are the most like me."

His other two sons were considered the chosen ones of heaven in the eyes of everyone, but in his eyes, they were just two vulgar wastes controlled by desire.

He stared at Shi Ye's face as if examining a perfect work of art, and said excitedly, "Your mother actually asked you to disguise yourself as an ordinary person. If I had known her plan earlier, I would have taken you away when you were eighteen. You are too deeply influenced by her now, but I know you can't pretend forever. I said, we are the same kind of people."

Hearing the same words again made Shi Ye dazed for a moment.

A few months ago at the international forum, the night when he and Jiang Zhinian kissed for the first time, the man opposite him also told him on the phone.

"We are all emotionless monsters."

But Shi Ye denied this conclusion.

"You're a monster, but I'm not."

He would never be like his father, who indulged himself in playing with other people's feelings, as if he had a lot of love but no one truly loved him.

So that night, when he saw the love and desire in the eyes of the girl next to him, he allowed himself to kiss Jiang Zhinian.

Look, he did it, he maintained a relationship perfectly, and as long as nothing unexpected happened, he could let his wife live in eternal love until the end of his life.

True love may change and die, but his love will never.

Shi Ye stood up, feeling that today's meeting was meaningless: "We are not the same kind of people. I will never take pleasure in hurting others just because I can't empathize with them."

The man's heart was touched in the deepest pain, but there was no anger on his face. Instead, he fell into nostalgia.

He recalled a rainy day long ago when a black-haired girl was standing in the heavy rain holding an umbrella.

"It just so happens that I've never loved you either."

"False feelings versus false intentions, we owe each other nothing."

Later, he secretly came to see Shi Mei once, not for any other reason, but just because he was bored and wanted to see if she was lying to him.