Chapter 42: The World of the Rich 13 He Can’t Just Leave It Alone…
"Le'an! You don't even know how Dad has been spending this time—"
Song's father sat down in front of Song Le'an, tears streaming down his face.
"You left without a second thought, taking your mom and your siblings with you, leaving Dad behind. But Dad doesn't blame you. After all, I did make mistakes too."
"But Le'an, blood is thicker than water. Dad has no other choice but to come to you. Dad, please save me, just like you saved your mom before."
Chu Sicheng stood at the door of the convenience store, wearing the fashionable brand that Shen Ci had bought before. He had a tall figure and a cool and noble temperament, which formed a sharp contrast with the middle-aged man in front of him who was wearing a tattered coat and had messy hair like a chicken coop.
Passersby all cast their gossipy eyes on this melodramatic scene of reuniting relatives after traveling thousands of miles, and some curious people even stopped to listen more carefully.
"Boss Li, is this really possible?"
In the luxury car not far away, the assistant sitting in the passenger seat looked at the bustle at the convenience store entrance and couldn't help but ask one more question.
"Isn't this bad for Mr. Song's image?"
Now is the era of rapid development of the Internet, and life is full of audiences. If this scene was filmed by a passerby and posted online, it might cause another kind of trouble for Song Le'an, whose life is not peaceful to begin with.
It’s a pity that Li Yanze doesn’t care about Song Le’an’s image. He only cares about when Song’s father can persuade the boy and use family affection to force him to bow to him and come back to him.
After all, Song Le'an signed the contract with me because his mother was sick and he and his younger siblings had no money to go to school, so he was left with no other options.
Boys who are foolishly filial and have no ability to resist the demands of their family members are destined to be completely controlled by others.
Immersed in his own thoughts, Li Yanze had long forgotten that Song Le'an was no longer the boy who selflessly devoted himself to his family. He also forgot that his current financial backer was someone else, and even if he asked for help, he could not turn to him.
Of course, Chu Sicheng had no intention of asking Shen Ci for help at all.
Apart from paying attention to the hospital's accounts, he now selectively ignores calls from Song Leming, Song Lemei, or even Song's mother.
He has been used to being alone for many years and has no concept of family affection, not to mention that the person in front of him is trying to kidnap him with family affection, and it is Song's father who even chose to give up Song Le'an in the original text.
Chu Sicheng took a step back to avoid the arm of Song's father that was stretched out to hug his thigh, and picked up the mop from the convenience store to block himself and Song's father.
His expression was very calm. He was neither panicked by Song's father's sudden appearance nor moved by the other party's tearful confession.
The cold look in his eyes was as if the middle-aged man in front of him was not his father who was related to him by blood, but a person who was used to taking advantage of others and liked to beg near the station.
"You'd better not come here."
Chu Sicheng lowered his eyes and looked at Song's father who was still trying to get closer to him, and said lightly:
"I'm a germaphobe and have always had a low tolerance for dirt."
If Song's father took another step forward, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't kick the person away.
Song's father, who originally wanted to soften Song Le'an's heart by touching him, said: "..."
What's the meaning? !
He is dirty?!
Song's father, who had been drinking heavily for many years, had developed a flammable and explosive temperament under the stimulation of alcohol. Facing Chu Sicheng's undisguised disgust and insults, he subconsciously wanted to jump up and slap him like the boys did when they were children to make him recognize who was the boss between the two!
But now Song Le'an is no longer the little boy who allowed himself to be beaten and scolded.
He was a head taller than Song's father, and even though he was a little thin, he was hundreds of times stronger than Song's father, whose body was damaged by alcohol.
Maybe before the slap landed on Song Le'an's face, he was kicked into the air by the boy.
Things are different now.
Song's father didn't dare to gamble.
Besides, he came here with a mission today, so he naturally couldn't have a conflict with the boys at this time.
Thinking of the 500,000 yuan that Li Yanze had promised to help him pay off, Song's father gritted his teeth and reluctantly swallowed his son's rejection of him. He took a deep breath, looked up at Chu Sicheng again, and said pitifully:
"Le An, are you really going to watch someone die without helping?"
"Do you need me to help you contact the crematorium?"
“…”
Father Song was choked again.
He looked at the boy uncontrollably from head to toe as if he was seeing him for the first time. He couldn't help but look him up and down. He couldn't understand how the boy could change from being a cowardly and fawning person to being so cold and indifferent in just a few years.
Li Yanze, who had just gotten off the car and walked over here to save the beauty, was also dreaming.
However, the assistant following behind him looked calm, as if to say, "As expected."
As early as when Li Yanze wanted to use Song's father to win back Song Le'an, he had expected that this matter would not go as smoothly as the man had arranged.
Although he had not had direct contact with Song Le'an due to work during this period, as the assistant who was most frequently harassed by the Song family in recent times, he had already felt the huge changes in Song Le'an from the perspective of a spectator.
He even turned a blind eye to the Song brothers and sisters who could ask for anything from him before. How could he care about a father who had beaten and scolded him since he was a child and had never given him a trace of warmth?
However, as a qualified worker, the assistant is well aware that he has no qualifications to influence the boss's thinking. Instead of making more mistakes, he simply follows the boss around and acts as a qualified dumb spectator, slacking off while getting paid.
The assistant raised his eyes and looked at the boy opposite him, who was too lazy to even lift his eyelids after Li Yanze appeared. He blinked and took half a step back, trying to minimize his presence.
Li Yanze walked up to Chu Sicheng, glanced at Song's father lying uselessly on the ground with disgust, then raised his head and looked at Chu Sicheng and said:
"Are you really so unwilling to help?"
"I'm not a doctor." Chu Sicheng said.
Li Yanze sneered,
"You know very well that what he asked you for has nothing to do with being sick."
"so what?"
Chu Sicheng tilted his head as he looked at Li Yanze.
"What does that have to do with me?"
No matter what the reason was for Song's father to step into the gates of hell, it was his own business and had nothing to do with Chu Sicheng.
It wasn't even worth his while to think about why he was dying.
He loves it to death.
Chu Sicheng's smiling face.
Li Yanze: "..."
He stared at the boy in front of him. He had a handsome face, especially his round eyes. When they curved, they always made the people around him happy with him.
She still looked the same, but her personality was completely different from before, not to mention the look in her eyes when she looked at him. It no longer had the emotion that was about to overflow, but only a pool of icy cold water.
For some unknown reason, Li Yanze felt a dull pain in his heart, which made him a little breathless. At the same time, he wanted to grab the boy in front of him.
There's no way around it, this is the bad nature of a domineering CEO.
When you stick around him, he'll be dismissive and even feel annoyed.
But when the canary moved away from him, he began to feel uncomfortable again and wanted to put the canary back in the cage.
"He owes half a million back home,"
Li Yanze said: "If you don't help him, he might really not be able to survive."
The man stared at Chu Sicheng's eyes, trying to awaken the family affection that the other party cared about most through the miserable condition of Song's father at this time.
But unfortunately, he only saw calmness in those eyes.
It was as if he wouldn't even blink an eye even if Song's father died right in front of him.
The call to the crematorium was his last act of mercy.
Chu Sicheng: "Is there anything else? If not, I'll leave first."
This place is quite far from the restaurant where Shen Ci is staying, so he has to leave early.
"Le'an!"
Father Song still couldn't believe that the boy had no feelings for him, so he struggled to crawl to Chu Sicheng's feet.
"No! Le'an, you have to save me, I don't want to die! Le'an! Please, just go back to Mr. Li! Didn't you stay with him for three years before? He treated you so well, you won't suffer any loss even if you go back!"
Moreover, his 500,000 yuan debt will disappear. Isn’t this a win-win situation for everyone?
Song's father doesn't understand why the boy is unwilling? !
"Le'an, please go back, I beg you!" Song's father continued.
Li Yanze on the side also added at the right time,
"As long as you come back, I will definitely help him pay off the 500,000 yuan."
"……Yeah?"
Chu Sicheng chuckled softly, first glanced at Song's father, who was lying on the ground with tears and snot all over his face, then looked up at Li Yanze and asked very seriously:
"But what good will it do me if this thing goes on?"
When he returned to Li Yanze, he no longer had to worry about Song's father's debt.
But what about him?
What else can you get?
Just like the agreement signed before, Song Le'an stayed with Li Yanze, Song's mother had good medical conditions, Song Leming and Song Lemei also had a good educational environment, and their food, clothing and other expenses were close to the level of ordinary rich second generations.
But what about Song Le'an?
What did he get?
Of course, they all could say that it was Song Le'an's own wish.
It’s not that Li Yanze didn’t give him money, it’s that he wanted to use the money for his family!
He is the kind of person who likes to burn himself to light up others.
But Chu Sicheng is not.
so……
"You'd better go to hell." Chu Sicheng looked down at Song's father.
"Even if you beg me...your plea is worth nothing, and what does your life have to do with me?"
He smiled, as if opening his eyes in the abyss, and looking mockingly at the demons in the world.
"Or you can ask Li Yanze to support you directly. The conditions are all favorable to you. For the money, you can also dedicate yourself."
As he spoke, Chu Sicheng kicked away Song's father's hand that was reaching out to grab him, and turned around to leave.
"Song Le'an!"
An angry male voice sounded behind him.
Chu Sicheng looked back and saw Li Yanze looking at him gloomily.
"Can you really just ignore him?!"
"I can."
Chu Sicheng shrugged briskly.
"But you might be a little bit unavailable."
"I?"
Li Yanze felt that Chu Sicheng's words were ridiculous, "Why can't I?"
This is Song Le'an's father, not his. If Song Le'an doesn't care, then he will not care about the other person's life or death.
However, facing the confident Li Yanze, Chu Sicheng simply extended his index finger, shook it left and right twice, and then said mysteriously:
"I'm not talking about Song Tian."
"Who are you talking about?"
He can't really be his biological father, right?
Li Yanze frowned, and seeing Chu Sicheng's half-smile, he wanted to take out his cell phone to check on his father's health.
But before he could move, his phone screen automatically lit up.
However, the caller ID above was not the dad he wanted to care about, but Zhou Luoluo? !
Li Yanze was a little confused. At this moment, the assistant who received the message stepped forward and said:
"Mr. Li, the security guard at Jingyuan just said that a staff member holding a National Research Institute ID has requested permission to visit your residence."
"National Research Institute?"
Li Yanze was even more confused.
When did he, a private enterprise operator, become involved with the National Research Institute?
Li Yanze didn't understand. It just so happened that Zhou Luoluo was living in Jingyuan now, so facing the series of life-threatening calls from the other side, Li Yanze chose to answer the call when Zhou Luoluo called for the second time.
Then, the moment the call was connected, Zhou Luoluo's panicked voice came out from the voice hole.
"Brother Ze, what should I do?! There are people from the research institute at the door saying they want to take me away!"
Li Yanze paused.
So, the person the boy said he couldn't ignore... was Zhou Luoluo?!
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