Sheng Huai approached, his dark eyes filled with a strong sense of aggression and anticipation.

He seemed to have returned to being the same Sheng Huai as before.

"Su Yun! Don't forget the agreement we signed!"

"As long as you take the initiative to file for divorce, you have to hand over all the money I gave you!"

He looked at her and felt that he had won: "If you leave me, I don't think you can even make 100,000 yuan a month, let alone 1 million yuan!"

After saying that, he softened his tone again, and gently stroked her pale face with his fingertips, his eyes full of attachment.

"Be good! Be obedient and come back to me. Only I can give you everything you want!"

Su Yun stood quietly and looked at him, her face full of contempt.

She didn't move, but laughed out loud with her hands covering her mouth.

Her eyebrows are relaxed and her dimples are revealed.

Sheng Huai was so fascinated by what he saw that he forgot to be angry.

After laughing enough, Su Yun folded her arms and said coldly: "I haven't forgotten the agreement, but Sheng Huai, there is no need for you to use it to threaten me!"

"I'm not blackmailing..."

He frowned and explained, "Yun'er, I just really have no other choice..."

"roll!"

Su Yun raised her eyebrows, turned sideways and glared at the hand on her shoulder: "I've already said it, don't let me look down on you!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

"Why……"

He dropped his hands dejectedly and weakly, his eyelashes trembling and his voice hoarse.

"Why, can't you give me a chance?"

Sheng Huai muttered to himself, but after waiting for a long time there was no response.

When he raised his head again, there was no one around him.

…

In the courtyard.

The atmosphere is very tense.

Mrs. Sheng, who had always been domineering and rude, was "invited" back to her parents' home early in the morning.

All the servants were nervous and acted cautiously.

The old lady got up before dawn, took a bath, changed her clothes, burned incense, and then went to the kitchen to make snacks herself.

By the time Sheng Huai was in despair, everything was ready.

"Where's Xiaoyun?"

Grandma Sheng glanced behind him and raised her voice: "Why don't you go pick up my granddaughter-in-law?!"

Sheng Huai raised his head and looked at his grandmother woodenly, then walked into the house without saying a word.

He now felt as if his internal organs were being eaten away, and he was unable to respond to anything.

Only Su Yun's cold and heartless face kept circling in his mind.

"Why……"

Seeing her grandson's absent-minded look, Grandma Sheng put away the crutch in her hand and just sighed softly.

"Sheng Huai, come here."

In the quaint Chinese ancestral hall, sandalwood was lit and a few futons were scattered on the floor.

Grandma Sheng bent her knees with the help of a crutch and placed all the snacks she had made by herself one by one. She looked at the tablet in silence for a moment and wiped away the tears with red eyes.

“Kneel down!”

The ironed suit pants were wrinkled on the mat.

Sheng Huai lowered his eyebrows.

The cane hit the back of the person who was kneeling straight, making a dull sound.

Grandma Sheng was so angry that she started to curse: "Who are you trying to show off to?! Kneel down!"

Uncle Chen at the side couldn't bear to see it: "Old Madam, be gentle, in case it gets broken..."

"Pooh!"

Grandma Sheng spat on the ground and sneered, "Broken? I only regret that I didn't teach him well in the first place, which is why so many troubles have arisen now!"

"Sheng Huai! Tell me yourself, should I hit you or not?!"

The man on the ground stood straight and said nothing.

The old lady was so angry that she grabbed the teacup on the table and threw it to the ground: "I'm going to beat you to death today, you stubborn bastard!"

"You don't cherish your granddaughter-in-law! You go and flirt with those bitches! I'll teach you not to cherish her!

The entire ancestral hall was filled with the dull thud of sticks being swung. Sheng Huai knelt straight down without dodging at all.

Uncle Chen tried to stop them but was also driven out.

Finally, the old lady dropped her cane and burst into tears.

The voice was desolate and extremely tired: "Get up and burn some incense for your mother."

"good."

Sheng Huai stood up slowly, his eyes still calm.

He was tall and slender, and he pinched a few incense sticks with his slender fingers and put them into the incense burner.

"You should know what day it is today."

He frowned and his fingertips turned white.

Today is my mother's death anniversary.

I will never forget...

The sky was filled with scarlet, the blood on mother’s hands, and the reluctant look in her eyes.

"I know."

Sheng Huai whispered to his grandmother: "I will never forget it!"

"good."

"Then tell me what you think in front of your mother!"

Grandma Sheng sat back on the Eight Immortals Chair with her cane and glared at him: "Kneel down and talk!"

He did so in silence.

"Tell me, do you still want to live with my granddaughter-in-law..."

"Of course I do."

He answered without hesitation.

"But, I have no other choice."

In the twilight, a barely perceptible sadness surfaced on his handsome face, and his voice became increasingly low.

Grandma Sheng looked at her grandson's disappointing look and sighed deeply.

"Now you know how much of a jerk you've been!"

"Do you want to redeem yourself now?"

Sheng Huai raised his head and grabbed his grandmother's skinny fingers, as if he was grabbing a life-saving straw.

"I don't want to lose Xiaoyun. I also want to make it up to her and win her back."

"But I tried everything, and she just kept getting further and further away from me."

He covered his eyes with his ten fingers helplessly, "I don't know what to do..."

"What else can I do!"

Grandma Sheng remained silent, and gradually tears began to flow.

She had never seen her grandson so decadent, haggard and vulnerable.

The previous arrogance, coldness and gloom all vanished into thin air in this small ancestral hall of the Sheng family.

"If you really like Xiaoyun, you should earnestly win her back."

"But I don't want you to save her relationship... Maybe she will be better off if she's not in the Sheng family."

Sheng Huai fell silent.

"It's not that I won't help you, but the more you push Xiaoyun, the more she will hate you!"

Grandma Sheng stood up with the help of a cane: "Kneel here and think about it carefully. Get out of here when you have figured it out!"

The wooden door of the ancestral hall was closed heavily.

The whole room fell into darkness.

Only the tablet on the long table was flickering with candlelight.

Sheng Huai lowered his head and knelt straight, letting the candlelight stretch his shadow and sway it slightly.

He stood motionless like a statue, with no expression on his face.

But there was a raging storm in my heart.

Grandma’s words made him feel puzzled and unwilling!

Why should I let go?

As long as you hold on a little longer, Su Yun will definitely be touched!

After all, she loved him...

Sheng Huai looked at the flickering candlelight on his mother's tablet with bloodshot eyes, feeling sad.

He bent down and kowtowed, and did not stand up for a long time.

"mom……"

That night, the door of the Sheng family ancestral hall was never opened, and the people kneeling on the ground did not get up.

It was not until dawn that the heavy wooden door creaked.

Mr. Sheng, who had not slept all night, left the courtyard looking haggard.

When the day got brighter, in the office building, dressed in a suit and tie, he turned into the cold-blooded and sinister President Sheng again.

Secretary Gao, dressed in a black business suit, knocked on the door cautiously:

"Mr. Sheng, there is a lady looking for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the office door was pushed open.