Chapter 586 Scarfall
"Weiyang, what's wrong?"
After entering the ward with a hanging heart, Leng Huaijin saw Shen Weiyang lying there silently crying, and immediately held her hand nervously, fearing that something might happen to her again.
Shen Weiyang raised her eyes slightly and looked at him, holding his hand tightly, her voice hoarse, not knowing where to start: "Ajin, I, Ajun said..."
Leng Yuan was raised by Leng Huaijin. Now that she is in trouble, Leng Huaijin knows that he will be even more miserable than her in the future.
So she didn't know how to continue.
"I know. Ah Jun told me," he gently wiped away her tears with a tissue. "Life and death are determined by fate. The living should live well, right?"
"But Yuan is only eight years old, she's still so young." She hugged his waist and cried, hugging him tightly as if she could hug Yuan herself. "She told me that she wanted to be a pianist in the future. I said I would find her the best teacher, give her the most grand concert, and make her the happiest pianist."
"If I hadn't offended Ye Xiuli, A Yuan wouldn't have gotten into trouble. It was me, it was me who harmed her, A Jin, it was me who killed A Yuan..."
She hugged him and cried for a long time. Finally, she was so tired that she fell asleep with swollen eyes, which made Leng Huaijin feel distressed.
He wanted to tell her that even if they had not offended Ye Xiuli, A Yuan would have been taken away by Xiang Li sooner or later.
But she was so absorbed in self-blame that he had no chance to say anything.
And there are some things he wants to ask Leng Jun for clarification.
He carefully wiped her face with a wet tissue and tucked her in, then he went out to look for Leng Jun, who looked unhappy.
"Come in, I have something to ask you."
After opening the door, he called him to the small living room outside the ward with a very bad look on his face.
Leng Jun then got up from the ground, and after getting used to her numb legs, she immediately went in and stood in front of Leng Huaijin with a guilty look on her face.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know that Mom was pregnant with a brother or sister. If I had known, I would never have been so impulsive to tell her about A Yuan."
He took the initiative to admit his mistakes.
Leng Huaijin, however, scrutinized his face sternly, taking in every subtle change in his expression.
After he finished speaking, he still had the same cold tone as before: "Leng Jun, don't expect to lie to me. I'll give you one last chance. Tell me clearly, how did Leng Yuan die?"
Because he felt that he owed them mother and son in the past, Leng Huaijin was not a strict father in the true sense, and he trusted him very much.
It’s not that he is trustworthy, but because he is the son born to him by his beloved woman. He doesn’t care about being deceived by him or losing anything because of him, so he trusts him unconditionally.
But now, something is wrong.
Why did he feel that he would lie to him about Leng Yuan's life or death?
He hadn't asked for many details yet, but he seemed to be certain that he was deceiving him.
"What are you thinking about?"
At Leng Jun's age, he is not good at hiding his true thoughts on his face.
So Leng Huaijin could easily see that he was planning how to fool him again, and he became even angrier.
"Leng Jun, you don't want to listen to me anymore, do you? I'm asking you one last time, did Leng Yuan really die of a fever? Did she die of a fever after being thrown out of the car that kidnapped her? How long was the difference between the two?"
The air in the small living room was oppressive, but Leng Jun had to bite the bullet and stick to his initial lie: "Yes, A Yuan was injured while saving Yi Yi and had a fever. Those people thought she would be a burden, and since she wasn't her mother's biological child, they threw her out of the car. That night, a nearby resident found her and took her to the hospital. Because the medical care in this small county is limited, she died the next day."
"Bang--!"
Leng Huaijin grabbed the ashtray on the coffee table and threw it at him. The ashtray brushed against his forehead, leaving a trail of blood.
Leng Huaijin was furious, his face extremely ugly: "How long have you been thinking about this rhetoric? Why did you lie to me? Leng Jun, how old are you now and you've learned to lie to your father? What on earth do you want to do?!"
It was obvious that Leng Yuan was abandoned because Xiang Li escaped from Ye Xiuli's men. Before Xiang Li's death, he was obviously still in contact with Leng Yuan, so how could Leng Yuan disappear the day after being abandoned?
His good son could be so calm when lying to him.
Did he know that his lie this time almost killed his mother?
If something happens to Weiyang, it would be better not to have this rebellious son.
"I didn't lie to you. This is the news I received. You have to accept it even if you can't accept it."
Leng Jun didn't know about Xiang Li's situation, so he couldn't figure out how Leng Huaijin saw through his lies. He could only endure it, otherwise he would have been hit in vain.
Leng Huaijin's temples were throbbing with anger, and his expression couldn't be uglier: "Leng Jun, do you really think I can't do anything to you?"
"What are you going to do with him?"
Shen Weiyang was awakened by the sound of an ashtray smashing, but when she came out, she saw that her son’s forehead was smashed, and she felt so distressed.
"Ajun, how are you? Does it hurt? Mommy will ask the nurse to come and take care of you."
She bent down slightly, held her son's face in her hands with heartache, and looked at his bleeding forehead.
Leng Huaijin was frightened by her and immediately came over to help her: "Why are you getting out of bed? Go in and get some rest."
"What? If I don't come out, are you going to beat my son to death?" Shen Weiyang waved his hand away indifferently, keeping a distance from him and looking at him coldly, "Leng Huaijin, no matter what the reason is, you can't embarrass my son, otherwise I will never let you go."
She is now weak and cannot stand any stimulation. Before finding out why Leng Jun deceived him, Leng Huaijin thinks it is better not to cause more trouble and irritate Shen Weiyang.
So he didn't mention his suspicion about Leng Yuan's death, nor did he plan to talk about Xiang Li. He just apologized to her immediately.
"I'm sorry, Weiyang. It's my fault. I shouldn't have been so mean to my son. I was just too worried about you. If that brat hadn't been unable to speak, you wouldn't have almost had a miscarriage. Do you know how anxious I was when I came here?"
Leng Jun didn't want her parents, who had finally found peace and stability together, to have a conflict, so she spoke up for Leng Huaijin: "Mom, I forgive Dad. Don't be angry. I'm also at fault in this matter. I shouldn't have told you about A Yuan before I understood the whole situation. It's my fault."
Leng Huaijin: “…”
The rebellious son said he forgave him.
The fist is hard.
Who exactly did something wrong?
Shen Weiyang felt sorry for her son and was too lazy to pay attention to Leng Huaijin: "I'll call the nurse to come in and take care of your forehead. My son is so handsome, it would be bad if he got a scar."
Leng Jun: "But mom, I want to keep this scar."
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