Chapter 37 Chapter 37 The mouth in my heart that Ye Xiuming had opened...
"We did it, and she is an innocent victim," said Zhou Xubai.
"But she almost poisoned Xiuming to death!" Su Ting growled with a gloomy face, attracting the attention of the police officers in the detention center.
Zhou Xubai gave him a look that warned him not to get too excited and said, "Sometimes I also wonder if we have done too much evil, so we have so many retributions. Su Ting, you should also think seriously about what we have done in the first half of our lives. Is there really nothing wrong with it?"
Su Ting remained motionless: "You want to be a saint."
"If you leave me a door open, I want to be the only man by your side." Zhou Xubai spread his hands, feeling helpless. "But this is the only way we can live."
Before Su Ting left, Zhou Xubai's eyes welled up. He held Su Ting's hand, silent but reluctant to part. After his release, he could regain his confidence in life, but could he tolerate Su Ting having another man around?
That must be as painful as being tortured to death.
Su Ting really wanted to blow up this detention center! Why? Why did the most honest Zhou Xubai have to be sentenced in his place? What wrong had he done in his life that Zhou Xubai was not even his own minion!
He wiped away the tears that were about to flow from the corners of his eyes, knowing that Zhou Xubai could also make him cry once.
When he looked up at the sky with a cautious gaze, he suddenly realized that even his mother was gone.
The lawyer asked: "Are you still trying to get bail?"
Su Tingduan didn't hesitate: "Yes."
In the room, several hours passed and Su Ting still remained sitting there. For the first time, the huge living room at home seemed empty. Su Ting felt lonely and suddenly stood up, thinking that he should go to Ye Xiuming's room and sit for a while.
Fortunately, he has a son who came along halfway.
The dim light spread over Su Ting, making him look a bit mysterious. He picked up a glass of whiskey on the rocks and put his foot inside.
Ye Xiuming's room was like him: neat and clean, his belongings neatly arranged. His bookshelves were filled with sophisticated works of literature. Su Ting casually picked up a Japanese writer's essay, put down his wine glass, and began to read attentively. Fortunately, the writer's word choice wasn't too awkward, so Su Ting decided to keep it, finding it enjoyable.
However, with his reading speed, he could finish the book in a short time, so he decided to pick another one at random.
Su Ting used the old method of selecting soldiers and generals to lock on a book by Hesse.
Just as he was about to take it away, suddenly, the book brought out a few photos.
Su Ting took a closer look, shuddered all over, and his face immediately turned green.
Those were the nude photos of Su Ting that were leaked by Gu Jianqing. They were manipulated into various seductive shapes, with no restrictions, and each one represented his humiliating past.
What's going on.
How could Ye Xiuming have them? What was he doing with the photos? Why didn't he tell me about them?
Su Ting decided to pick up all these shames and throw them into the trash, but when he saw the words on the back, he seemed to be electrocuted -
"Dad, I love you so much, so much."
Su Ting almost instantly thought of the incident on the day of the defense. At that time... the photos given to the Municipal Committee also had "Dad" written on the back. At that time, he was so kind and felt that it was not Ye Xiuming who did it.
Now that I think about it, I was totally wrong!
A bone-chilling chill slowly spread from Su Ting's feet, forcing him to walk slowly and drag his feet. He glanced at Ye Xiuming's room again in panic.
Could it be that Ye Xiuming also shared these photos with Pei An?
That explains the explosion noises.
Today he finally experienced what it means to raise a tiger to bring disaster upon oneself.
But why did Ye Xiuming do this?
Hundreds of questions arose in his mind at the same time, but none of them made him more heartbroken than one fact - Zhou Xubai had actually ruined at least ten years of his youth for such a child who stabbed him in the back.
It’s not worth it. It’s really not worth it.
Suddenly, the wine glass in Su Ting's hand was crushed by his brute force. The sharp "bang" sound pierced his eardrum, and a cluster of crystal daggers exploded in his palm, and the cold light pierced through his fingers.
Every piece of scattered glass held unextinguished anger.
The hole in his heart that had been opened by Ye Xiuming was sealed again with an unknown hatred.
He knew how to rub salt into the wound.
Ye Xiuming returned home a little later than usual. Normally, Su Ting would have called him early to confirm his safety, but today Ye Xiuming was late waiting for Su Ting at the school gate and he didn't get a call from him.
He thought, it must be Su Ting who has to deal with Daddy's affairs. Sigh... Zhou Xubai... Why must he deal with Ruan Zhiguo? How much psychological pressure will he face in the future?
Even if Su Ting didn't let him bear such a heavy burden, could he get over the hurdle in his heart?
Ye Xiuming snorted in the cold wind, feeling guilty. For a moment, he didn't even want to take a taxi, so he took the subway instead. He was used to being served by others, so he had no idea how to take something as complicated as the subway. Only when a kind passerby pointed out how to transfer did he finally get home safely.
After taking off his shoes and coat, he tiptoed towards the bedroom. In Su Ting's eyes, this not-so-understanding action became a side footnote to his crime.
But Su Ting was in no mood to start with his clumsy actions. Instead, he said directly: "Ye Xiuming, when you turn 18, we will automatically end our adoptive father-son relationship."
Ye Xiuming turned around suddenly and found Su Ting hiding in the most cramped corner. He was wearing the dark khaki cardigan he wore during the day, with a black turtleneck underneath. His handsome face had an expression of self-pity, as if he had fallen into a bottomless black hole.
Looking more closely, he had taken off the ancient coin pendant he had given him.
Something must have happened. My little dad must be blaming me for sending Zhou Xubai to jail.
Seeing that Su Ting still didn't look at him straight in the eye, Ye Xiuming felt the fear of being abandoned, and once again, it was like the hand of death that grabbed him. His first thought was not "I have no meat to eat", but... Su Ting actually didn't want him either.
"Little Dad...I..."
"Don't call me little dad." Su Ting's gloomy eyes were empty and cold, and his words were also cold. "I will not stop paying for your living expenses and tuition during the six years you've been boarding outside, but we really don't have to be as clear-cut as before."
Ye Xiuming suddenly trembled slightly: "What kind of bullshit boundaries do we need between you and me? You're my little dad!"
As he spoke, his loud shouting strained his throat, which had not yet fully recovered, causing him to cough violently. However, his physical discomfort still did not make Su Ting look happy.
Ye Xiuming simply didn't know what to do.
He knew that Zhou Xubai's problems were all caused by him, so wouldn't it be better for him to admit his fault? "Little Dad, if possible, I can go to jail for Big Dad. From now on, he can decide what to do with my life. I definitely won't say a word!"
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