Chapter 154 Is his current body suitable for having a child?
Cage-like bars and thick, strong chains.
The walls of the room were badly damaged.
There were blood stains and scratches from a sharp object on it.
Shen Xingli seemed to have the image of Sang Muye when he was ill in his mind.
His hands and feet were tied and he was wailing in pain.
He smashed everything in the room and vented his anger on the wall in desperation.
Every scene here is like a silver needle, piercing deep into Shen Xingli's heart.
What did Sang Muye experience in the past?
How long will this illness torment him?
He looked very scary when he was sick, so he concealed his past.
I still don't dare to tell her anything.
Thinking of this, Shen Xingli burst into tears.
The tender white hand gently stroked the things inside, and the voice choked with sobs: "Aye, what should I do to let you leave this dark world."
She cried and touched everything here.
From railings to chains.
From the blood stains on the wall to the walls damaged by sharp objects.
Just as Shen Xingli was crying bitterly, her moist eyes suddenly fell on a wall.
A large area of the wall was damaged and stained with blood.
But Shen Xingli saw a familiar name here - Li Li.
These two words were not written with a pen, but carved on the wall with a sharp tool.
It's so crooked that you can't tell it's two words unless you look carefully.
Shen Xingli gently covered the two words with his fingertips.
The uneven wall feels cold to the touch.
It was like someone was cutting her heart with a knife.
The pain made her want to die.
How much Sang Muye loves her.
When I was sick, I could still write her name.
Shen Xingli couldn't help crying and yelled, "Aye, I'm sorry."
I'm sorry she only discovered all this now.
I'm sorry, he has loved her for so many years, but she has no idea.
If she had entered his world earlier, he might not have had to go through so much suffering.
Shen Xingli cried so hard that she finally squatted on the ground.
He buried his face in his knees, his shoulders shaking.
Song Xuan stood quietly by the side until Shen Xingli had almost finished crying, then she walked over and patted her shoulder.
He said in a deep voice: "This is why he wants to hide it from you. He doesn't want you to see all this and suffer."
Shen Xingli immediately wiped away her tears and said in a choked voice, "I'm just too heartbroken. I can't bear it. Miss Song, there must be a reason for Ah Ye's illness. Can you tell me why?"
She slowly stood up from the ground and looked at Song Xuan with tears in her eyes.
There was concern in his eyes that could not be concealed.
Song Xuan lowered her eyes and said, "Have you ever thought that as the former head of the Sang family, Mr. Sang's hands should not be clean, so why didn't Sang Muye touch him?"
Shen Xingli had also thought about this question.
Sang Muye hated him so much, and with his temper, he would not care about the deep affection between father and son.
So, why is Mr. Sang always fine?
Why didn't Sang Muye put him in jail too.
Since Song Xuan asked this, this question must be related to her.
An idea flashed through Shen Xingli's mind, and she looked at Song Xuan in disbelief: "Because of me, am I right?"
Song Xuan nodded without hesitation: "Yes, to be exact, for your future, it is your dream to work as a translator in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, but Sang Muye is your husband, so he must go through a strict review, and since Mr. Sang is his biological father, he should also be within the scope of the review.
Therefore, in order to prevent him from affecting your career, Sang Muye destroyed all evidence of Mr. Sang's crimes.
Even when he knew that his mother's death was related to him, he still chose not to touch him.
In order to clear his identity, he even donated the Sang Group in the name of Mr. Sang.
It was precisely because of this action that caused Old Master Sang to become furious. He could not defeat Sang Muye, so he could only start with his mother.
On his birthday, he had his mother's ashes stolen and buried many photos of his mother being humiliated before her death in the tomb.
That's why he got sick that day. Fortunately, we were always on guard, otherwise he might have rushed into the Sang family mansion and killed Mr. Sang."
Hearing these words, Shen Xingli's heart was broken.
She knew that Sang Muye had made a lot of sacrifices to pave the way for her.
But she didn't expect that he would not even avenge his mother's murder for her sake.
Shen Xingli knew best how much Sang Muye hated evil and how vindictive he was.
But it was this man who, in order to help her enter the Ministry of Foreign Affairs smoothly, not only gave up the Sang Group, but also gave up the enemy who killed his mother.
How great and shocking this love is.
How painful Shen Xingli's heart was.
Sixteen years of secret love and silent affection quietly cleared away everything for her.
But she was totally unaware of it.
This is Sang Muye's love for her, heavy and sincere, passionate and shocking.
It was so shocking that her heart was broken.
Shen Xingli could no longer find a single word to accurately describe his mood.
Her heart was in pain, but the feeling of being surrounded by love made her feel happy at the same time as the pain.
She wiped away her tears without caring about her image, looked at Song Xuan and asked, "How can his illness be cured?"
Song Xuan pondered for a moment and said, "If you want a thorough treatment, you need desensitization therapy, which means letting him experience that incident over and over again, and then slowly get over it.
But he has always refused to cooperate with the treatment and is unwilling to tell me about what happened that year.
All I know is that the cause of his illness was the death of his mother, and something very tragic must have happened that day.
He happened to see this scene, so he buried what he saw deep in his heart.
He had experienced so many years of humiliation in the Sang family, so his illness had developed to this extent.
I think only you can help him come out of the darkness completely."
Shen Xingli nodded without hesitation: "Tell me what I should do to help him open up."
Song Xuan hesitated for a moment and said, "Because of his past, he's always worried about you. If you want to cure him, you must first stabilize his emotions and make him completely believe that you will never leave."
Hearing these words, Shen Xingli's heart was hurt again.
It turned out that no matter how many times she said she loved him, he was still worried about her.
Perhaps it was the psychological trauma caused by sixteen years of waiting.
Thinking of this, Shen Xingli's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he asked in a hoarse voice: "If he and I have a child, will his emotions be stabilized?"
"Of course, but aren't you going to join the Ministry of Foreign Affairs? It's not appropriate to have a child now."
Shen Xingli's dark eyes were filled with calmness and composure.
"I just want to know, is his current body suitable for having a child?"
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