Shen Jiahao shouted and ordered the two to stop.
Gao Muyun also rushed over upon hearing the news.
Seeing Shen Xinxing covered in injuries, he immediately disregarded everything else and cried out, "Xiao Xing!"
She rushed over with a cry of alarm, and without even asking what happened, she berated Shen Xinrou: "What are you standing there for! Get your brother to the hospital right now!"
Seeing that Shen Fu did not stop her, Shen Xinrou and Gao Muyun took Shen Xinxing to the hospital.
Only Shen Jiahao, Shen Yurong, and Shen Fu remained in the same place...
...
Shen Yurong stared intently at the man standing in front of him.
In my memory, that tall and imposing figure collapsed to the ground in an instant.
He opened his mouth, but it seemed as if an invisible force was choking him, and he couldn't make a sound.
After several attempts, he finally managed to utter a few words through trembling teeth: "Is...everything he said true?..."
Shen Jiahao glanced at Shen Fu indifferently.
Finally, he turned his gaze to Shen Yurong and answered casually, "Does it really matter whether it's true or false? ... Sometimes, to achieve our goals, a little sacrifice and compromise is necessary."
In short, it's a tacit admission.
Shen Yurong's face turned pale, and his chest heaved.
Like an enraged beast, about to pounce on the man before it, tear him apart, and destroy him!
His clenched fist trembled uncontrollably.
Unable to suppress his anger, Shen Yurong roared and questioned him, "So, my mother is also part of your purpose, something that needs to be sacrificed and abandoned? Is that it?"
Shen Jiahao remained silent.
With his last glimmer of hope shattered, Shen Yurong's chest churned with rage.
He stared at Shen Jiahao with eyes wide with rage and despair: "You disgust me!"
After saying that, he pushed Shen Fu aside and fled the place in a panic.
Shen Jiahao didn't want to be alone with Shen Fu and was about to leave.
A cold, deep voice suddenly came from behind: "Will you regret this someday?"
Shen Jiahao paused in his steps.
Shen Fu then said, "I bet you'll regret this someday."
Shen Jiahao ignored him.
He turned and left without the slightest hesitation...
...
Inside the main hall of the funeral parlor on the other side.
Shen Xu held Li Hongxia's photo and stood quietly to the side, lost in thought.
Amidst mournful music and sorrowful weeping, guests dressed in plain clothes and adorned with white flowers bowed one by one to pay their respects to the deceased.
Then he said things like "Please take care" and "Please accept my condolences" to Shen Xu.
Shen Xu just stood there blankly, without reacting at all.
The body was taken to the crematorium for cremation only after the mourning period ended.
The family members waited in the lounge.
Shen Xu, who had been sitting in the chair without any reaction, suddenly stood up.
He carried the portrait and jogged to the outside of the lounge. He looked up and quietly watched the white smoke billowing from the crematorium chimney.
Ning Yanshu followed him out.
Seeing that he was motionless and looked dazed, she couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Little brother, what's wrong?"
Shen Xu shook his head and said blankly, "Grandma is gone..."
Ning Yanshu looked at Shen Xu, then glanced at the sky, seemingly lost in thought...
...
After the funeral, Shen Fu drove Ning Wan and her two children home to rest.
Shen Yurong, however, took the initiative to find Shen Fu.
The two stood in the stairwell, speechless.
The corridor was cramped and the space was limited.
Shen Fu was a head taller than Shen Yurong.
He looked down at him, his long, deep phoenix eyes cold and sharp as knives. He inexplicably gave off a powerful sense of oppression.
A chill ran through Shen Yurong's heart.
Shen Fu's expression remained unchanged, carrying an unfathomable emotion. It was as if he was only alive when Ning Wan was present.
"Shen Fu, I'm sorry."
Shen Yurong took the initiative to apologize for what he had done in the past and for the harm that Zhong Yan had caused him.
He's thought it through.
They were wrong about what happened in the past.
Even Zhong Yan instructed him to seek peace with Shen Fu, so Shen Yurong naturally wouldn't go against Shen Fu just because of Shen Xinxing's few words of provocation.
However, at this moment, the Shen Fu standing in front of him seemed to have reverted to the cold, taciturn, and aloof Shen Fu of the past.
He said, "If apologies were enough, what would be the point of having police?"
Shen Fu had no expectations of receiving an apology.
The damage has been done, and the past is the past. Saying more or doing more is nothing but self-deception.
"Then what do you want me to do?" Shen Yurong looked at him eagerly, his eyes filled with expectation: "Just tell me, even if it means my death, I will have no regrets!"
“Shen Yurong, you’re still not as smart as your mother,” Shen Fu mocked. “You know perfectly well that I would never make such a request.”
Instigating murder is a crime.
Could Shen Yurong really think that I'm as stupid as him?
"No, that's not what I meant..." Shen Yurong blushed and explained somewhat awkwardly, "I just wanted to express my determination to make amends."
After saying that, he took out his phone and opened a folder inside: "And this is something my mom told me to give to you."
Shen Fu took the phone with suspicion and carefully examined its contents.
The lower the eyes roll, the tighter the brows furrow.
"Why are you showing it to me now? Zhong Yan shouldn't have told you to do this, right?" Shen Fu's words were blunt: "She should have told you to treat it as your last trump card, and never to use it unless absolutely necessary."
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