Chapter 116: Mom’s Death Anniversary, His Birthday
In the continuous spring rain.
Familiar cemetery.
Several members of the Shen family dressed in black and placed white chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone.
Among these people, only Shen Zeming and Shen Baichuan had any impression of the deceased Jiang Wanfeng.
Although Shang Shuya had seen him before, she was not very familiar with him.
When Shen Qiao was born, Jiang Wanfeng had already passed away.
And today…
3.3 days.
It is both Jiang Yuli's birthday and Jiang Wanfeng's death anniversary.
Today is Jiang Yuli’s 27th birthday.
But he has never celebrated his birthday since he was born.
Not at home, and even less after going abroad.
He's used to it.
March 3rd of every year is just an ordinary day for him.
"She has been dead for 27 years, but her voice and appearance are still in my heart. She is still so intelligent, gentle and considerate." Shen Zeming stood at the front with a cane.
Shen Baichuan and Jiang Yuli stood on either side behind him, their expressions serious and cold.
“Mom, don’t worry, I will take good care of Dad and let him live a long life.” Shen Baichuan said while looking at the tombstone.
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Jiang Yuli, who stood tall beside him, and said, "My little brother is here today too. I wonder if you, Mom, will regret giving birth to him."
Jiang Yuli frowned anxiously.
Saying such things on a day like this?
Either bad or cheap.
"I don't know whether Mom regrets it or not, but Dad and big brother, you must regret letting Mom give birth to me." Jiang Yuli said coldly.
"I don't mind having a younger brother, but because of you, my mother is gone. I have had a relationship with my mother for more than 20 years! You haven't seen her since you were born. You don't understand how it feels to suddenly lose your mother!" Shen Baichuan's heart trembled, and he muttered in a low voice, "You won't understand, you don't understand..."
Jiang Yuli curled the corners of his mouth slightly, but didn't say anything.
He didn't want to quarrel with Shen Baichuan in front of his mother's tombstone.
He remained silent.
Seeing that he was silent, Shen Baichuan also felt bored.
"You all go first." Shen Zeming said.
The four of them turned around and prepared to leave.
"Jiang Yuli, you stay."
Jiang Yuli stopped.
Shen Baichuan frowned. Why did he let Jiang Yuli stay alone?
Is there anything he can't listen to?
Or that they can't listen?
A family of three walked down the stone steps.
Shen Baichuan suddenly stopped and said, “You guys go to the parking lot first.”
He wanted to go and listen.
Chen Qiao and Monk Shuya nodded and went down.
The drizzle wet the shoulders of both people.
Jiang Yuli stood quietly on the right side of Shen Zeming, his cold gaze lingering on the photo on the tombstone.
The eldest brother always makes a fuss about the fact that he has never seen his mother and that his mother died.
Can……
His mother gave him life, and even though he had never met her, he still loved her.
When he was little, Shen Zeming didn't like him. He was small and alone, sleeping in a big bed. All he had to keep him company were the small quilt his mother made for him and the toys his mother knitted for him...
He has a lot of his mother's things with him.
He loves his mother too.
"Today is also your birthday. Now that I think about it, it seems that I have never celebrated your birthday." Shen Zeming's voice was old and low, filled with a faint sadness.
The same thing.
Belated affection is cheaper than grass.
but……
He would make good use of Shen Zeming's belated guilt and uneasiness.
"If I were you, I wouldn't be able to concentrate on celebrating the birthday of my youngest son, with whom I have no father-son relationship, on the anniversary of my wife's death." Jiang Yuli said calmly.
“I…I…” Shen Zeming was speechless and finally couldn’t continue.
"When I was eight years old, you sent me abroad. At that time, I was thinking..." Jiang Yuli chuckled, "Since you hate me so much, why don't you strangle me to death and let me suffer so much..."
"You are my biological son!! How could I possibly strangle you to death!" Shen Zeming said excitedly.
"At that time, I didn't feel like I was your son, and I didn't feel your affection for me," Jiang Yuli replied coldly. "You were even more welcoming to strangers than I was."
"Yu Li, Dad was wrong, Dad was wrong..."
"I shouldn't have done that to you..."
Shen Zeming’s heart ached, he stumbled forward and leaned on Jiang Wanfeng’s tombstone.
"Awan, Awan..."
"You heard it all. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
"I'm sorry, I didn't treat him well. He was left behind by you..."
Jiang Yuli watched his performance quietly.
Maybe Shen Zeming really meant it.
But for Jiang Yuli, this is just a performance.
"Dad, don't cry. If you faint soon, I will have to take you to the hospital. I think mom must want you to be healthy and live a long life." Jiang Yuli said lightly.
Shen Zeming leaned against the tombstone, tears falling.
"Yu Li, Dad didn't know you had such a hard time in the past. Dad hopes you can be happy in the future..."
Jiang Yuli took out a handkerchief and handed it to him.
Shen Zeming took the handkerchief tremblingly.
Jiang Yuli rarely showed any kindness to him.
The last time I gave him Mr. Kong Hao’s posthumous work "Mountains and Rivers".
But Jiang Yuli said that it was given by Su Lingyu.
Shen Zeming held the handkerchief and looked at Jiang Yuli with a vicissitudes of life. "Let Dad make it up to you, okay?"
"Okay." A cold light flashed in Jiang Yuli's dark eyes. "I want Baichuan Group."
The rain seemed to be getting heavier.
The raindrops formed into lines, wet the ends of my hair, and slid down my suit drop by drop.
In the spring rain, Jiang Yuli's calm voice clearly struck Shen Zeming's ears word by word.
He wants Baichuan Group!
Seeing him hesitate, Jiang Yuli's eyes showed a subtle coldness.
"Baichuan Group! You are very ambitious..." Shen Zeming stroked the tombstone and asked slowly, "Jiang Yuli, I want to know, if you inherited Baichuan Group, what would you do to them."
"Your eldest brother has done so many bad things to you. After I die, will you take revenge on him?"
"He is also my son. After I die, he will be the person closest to you in this world. I hope you can forgive him..."
The slight ripples in Jiang Yuli's heart calmed down again.
After all, the one Shen Zeming loves the most is Shen Baichuan.
Even the road after his death must be paved smoothly for him.
"Big Brother has already given me stock compensation," Jiang Yuli said calmly. "Of course I won't make things difficult for him. I'm a reasonable person."
In terms of the company's future development, Jiang Yuli is indeed the most suitable successor.
Shen Zeming stared down at the photo on the tombstone, his back hunched.
Not far away, Shen Baichuan heard the conversation between the two.
Although Shen Zeming did not explicitly say that he would hand over Baichuan Group to Jiang Yuli to inherit, his words and deeds all conveyed that meaning.
He had been in Dad's presence for over forty years, yet Dad was actually going to hand over the company to Jiang Yuli, who had only been back in China for two years!
He is not convinced!!
Shen Baichuan’s eyes were dark, and he left in a rage.
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