Shen Wangshu smiled but remained silent.

It seems his mother has forgotten about this playboy's past philandering and neglect of his son.

However, the old woman was clearly soft-hearted and believed that a prodigal son's return was more precious than gold. She didn't say much, but simply whispered in Lei Xuan's ear, "Are you still withholding his allowance?"

Lei Ze had run out of pocket money, but he resolutely refused to go to work at Lei's company, determined to continue his life of leisure. Shen Wangshu, however, thought Lei Ze was very self-aware. He knew his abilities were inferior to his younger brother's, so he didn't ask the company for money and simply enjoyed life contentedly. This kind of carefree attitude and self-awareness was rare and highly desirable.

“He’s rich,” Lei Xuan said, squinting. “He’s just pretending to be poor.”

Lei Xuan's parents passed away early. Of the inheritance they left behind, the entire Lei Group was left to Lei Xuan, while the remaining assets were divided equally between the two brothers.

Springtime warmth in the boudoir.

Over the years, Lei Xuan has always been obedient to his elder brother, and he has never touched those assets. That was a huge inheritance that could have made Lei Ze squander for a hundred years. He is so rich, yet he still pretends to be pitiful in front of Shen Wangshu. His heart is truly despicable.

Lei silently remembered this guy. Seeing Shen Wangshu smiling as she watched the three people who had run to the beach, he reached out and picked up a crab, slowly extracting the meat and feeding it to Shen Wangshu. This action immediately made Sheng's mother's face turn ugly, and she glared fiercely at Sheng's father, who looked unlucky.

Ah Xuan knew to pick out crab meat for her lover, but her husband just stood there dumbfounded.

People really don't know what they're missing until they compare; once they do, their hearts sink.

"Dad, peel a shrimp for Mom." Fearing some unforeseen tragedy might occur tonight, Shen Wangshu gave a suggestion.

"Oh, oh." Mr. Sheng immediately understood and diligently peeled shrimp for Mrs. Sheng. Just as he was busy, he saw a dark shadow loom over him. He looked up and saw his son, who had been kicked out of the house, looking at him with tears in his eyes. He frowned, put the shrimp on Mrs. Sheng's plate, and asked indifferently, "What are you doing here?"

The relaxed expression on his face instantly turned cold, clearly indicating he had nothing more to say to his son. This indifferent attitude wounded Sheng Lun's heart. He glared resentfully at his sister, whose heart was filled with darkness and greed, for some unknown reason. He then turned to his father and said tearfully, "Dad, I was wrong."

Mr. Sheng smiled, shook his head, and said nothing.

There was a hint of pity in Sheng's mother's eyes, but she sighed and said nothing.

“You’re not wrong, I’m the one who’s wrong. If I had known you were this kind of person, I…” Father Sheng wanted to say something, but he stopped.

If Sheng Lun had backbone and kept it all bottled up, enduring poverty and struggling to survive, his father could at least be comforted that his son still had some redeeming qualities.

But he always runs back and begs for forgiveness when he's broke. If he only had one son, Mr. Sheng would grit his teeth and accept it. But he also has a daughter, so what's the point of having a son?

Am I going to embarrass myself?

Although Mr. Sheng could not be considered a hero, the fact that he managed the Sheng family company so well showed that he was a very capable person. A son like Sheng Lun would only bring him shame.

“You should leave. Besides, you’re over thirty. There’s no reason for the family to support you forever.” He’s not a child anymore. Sheng’s father felt he had done more than enough by raising this child. Seeing Sheng Lun swaying and still trying to say something, he impatiently stood up and said, “I mean what I say. From now on, you are you, and the Sheng family is the Sheng family. If you like freedom so much and hate us shameless businessmen so much, then go live your life with dignity.”

He didn't want to get into a public argument with Sheng Lun; that would only make him the subject of gossip and ruin his appetite. So he stood up and said, "Let's go."

Shen Wangshu silently got up and followed Sheng's father to leave.

“Dad!” Sheng Lun’s voice was filled with a painful sorrow.

He was also extremely frightened because he was horrified to discover that his father really didn't want him anymore.

It wasn't a ploy to get him; she genuinely had no feelings for him anymore.

If his angry outburst and scolding were due to his dissatisfaction with his son's lack of ambition, this calm declaration reveals that his son no longer holds a place in his heart, hence the calm and indifferent demeanor.

A shrewish young woman from a rural family.

What will he do now? Has he really been abandoned?

A look of panic flashed across Sheng Lun's handsome face. He tried to catch up with Shen Wangshu, but Lei Xuan behind her kicked him, knocking him to the ground in a chair. He clutched his stomach in pain and couldn't get up. He watched helplessly as the Sheng family slowly left. Just as he was about to call out again, he felt a pair of slender arms supporting him, and a timid voice asked, "Mr. Sheng, are you alright?"

When he looked up, he saw Chu Xiangyun looking at him with concern. On her still pure and beautiful face was a delicate and pitiful look that he was captivated by, along with a faint melancholy.

"What are you doing here?" He leaned on Chu Xiangyun's shoulder and barely managed to get up while clutching his stomach.

"I'm here to eat," Chu Xiangyun said softly, pursing her lips, thinking of Sheng Lun's identity.

Sheng Lun was also a wealthy young man, but what moved her even more was the sight of Sheng Lun's heart fluttering when he was with her.

Although she didn't like Sheng Lun, the thought of how those Sheng family members who looked down on her would react if Sheng Lun fell deeply in love with her made her feel like she had been bewitched.

Would the arrogant second young lady of the Sheng family feel resentful and call her "elder sister-in-law"?

Thinking of this, Chu Xiangyun's smile deepened. She lowered her eyes, a single tear falling onto Sheng Lun's hand, and whispered, "I came out to clear my head; I'm so sad."

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