Chapter 154 You are so lucky that you don’t need my pity
Mr. Xing seemed to be lost in thought, his eyes slightly lowered, and he sighed.
"Yes... I admit that it was our Xing family who wronged him... So over the years, both Zhonghua and I have been trying our best to make it up to him. No matter what he did or how much trouble he caused, we turned a blind eye..."
Xing Yu's thinking was clear, and he could clearly distinguish right from wrong. "You guys caused this evil, but you let me bear the trouble. It's quite ridiculous. Xing Mo's family was killed by you, and they have been your blood slaves for so many years. Don't you really feel that you owe him something?"
"Ayu, things have developed to this point, what can we do? Over the years, I have also treated Xing Mo as my own family. Xing Mo's temperament suddenly changed that year. In fact, he learned the truth from somewhere."
"So your father can only pamper him and let him do what he wants in order not to upset him. If Xing Mo tells others about these things, how can the Xing family survive in Jingbei? Won't we be scorned by the outside world? He is also afraid that Xing Mo will become mentally unbalanced and vent his resentment on you and Yingxue."
"Now you know why your father is so cold towards you, right? You should understand him."
Xing Yu suddenly felt that the grandfather in front of him, whom he had always respected, no longer had any spark in him.
People can be selfish beyond measure for their own benefit.
"I don't understand." Xing Yu's face was sullen, and he said coldly, "Xing Mo can still call you grandpa and dad. You should thank your ancestors."
Xing Yu stood up, picked up the newspaper, tore it up and threw it into the trash can: "Okay, you rest, I'm leaving first."
Mr. Xing wanted to say something, but finally swallowed his words.
After leaving the ward, Xing Yu met Xing Zhonghua who was talking on the phone outside the ward.
Xing Zhonghua hung up the phone and took the initiative to talk to him, but his voice was as cold and hard as ever.
"What did you talk about? It took so long."
Xing Yu scratched him expressionlessly without responding.
He turned around and left without saying a word, leaving Xing Zhonghua standing there sulking.
After leaving the hospital, Xing Yu called Xing Mo.
An hour later, the two met at a food stall.
Xing Mo glanced around the market and cast a cold gaze at Xing Yu.
"My dear brother, what do you mean by inviting me to dinner?"
Xing Yu opened a bottle of beer and poured it for him, looking at him without joy or anger.
"Xing Mo, let me tell you a story."
Xing Mo leaned on the chair: "Don't talk nonsense, just say it directly."
Xing Yu was calm and spoke in a low voice.
"There was a boy whose mother was a bar dancer. She had a one-night stand with a man and gave birth to him. From then on, he lived with his mother in the countryside, but he was ridiculed as a fatherless bastard since he was a child."
"When he was nine years old, his mother became seriously ill and wanted to send him back to his biological father. However, his father could not accept him as an illegitimate child and refused."
"But his mother's condition became increasingly serious. In order to give him a good upbringing, she went to the man's company and caused a scene. She then jumped from the rooftop, using her death to force the man to accept the child."
"When he was ten years old, he returned to the Xing family. He had a father, a grandfather, and younger brothers and sisters, but he lost his mother who loved him the most."
Xing Yu paused, held the cup and took another sip of wine, then looked up at him: "Xing Mo, I hate Xing Zhonghua just like you do."
Xing Mo whispered: "What do you want to say?"
Xing Yu raised his glass and touched it to the glass in front of him: "Let's drink one first."
"Drink with you?" Xing Mo sneered, "Are you worthy?"
Xing Yu put down the cup, his eyes were as sharp as torches, piercing people's hearts.
"I know everything about you. I understand that you have resentment and hatred in your heart. I won't try to persuade you to let go of your hatred, but I also don't encourage you to force it."
"What I mean is that if you want to take revenge on Xing Zhonghua, go ahead, but don't vent your hatred on me or Lin Yan. I'm not your enemy, and I don't want to be your enemy."
Xing Mo suddenly smiled, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.
"Don't you think Grandpa loves you the most? Even though Xing Zhonghua appears cold to you, I know better than anyone what he's really thinking. I'm tired of watching them act all these years."
"You are the only biological son of the Xing family. All their hopes are placed on you. Isn't destroying their hopes the same as destroying them?"
"Brother, this is the only way to have fun. After I've had enough fun with you, I'll slowly play with them, one by one, until your Xing family is completely destroyed. I'm going to send everyone in your Xing family to hell! And then they'll kneel down and kowtow in front of my dead family members to apologize!"
Xing Mo's reaction was within his expectations.
If you can’t persuade them, try another method.
"Okay, call me when you want to play, and I'll come out and play with you when I'm free. I've been in Beijing for so many years, and there are many places I haven't been to. It's just right for us to play together."
Xing Mo's face froze: "Xing Yu, do you think I'm joking with you?"
Xing Yu said seriously: "I'm not kidding you, I'm your eldest brother, it's my duty to play with my younger brother."
"Bullshit brother!" Xing Mo cursed, "Don't be so hypocritical."
"You just called me big brother."
"Xing Yu, are you sick?"
Xing Yu poured the wine slowly and raised his eyebrows: "Just because you're sick, I can't play with you?"
"..." Xing Mo frowned and looked at him. After a long while, he said in a ridiculous voice: "Xing Yu, you are not feeling sorry for me, are you?"
Xing Yu swirled his wine glass gently: "Brother, you have such a strong life, you don't need my pity."
Xing Mo slammed the table and almost stood up: "Who the hell is your brother! All of you with the surname Xing are my enemies!"
"Isn't your last name Xing too? Don't be so hard on yourself."
Xing Mo was speechless and looked at Xing Yu with a cold face, unable to see through him.
"Okay, drink slowly, I'll pay for you. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Xing Mo watched Xing Yu leave, picked up a bottle of beer in frustration, tilted his head back and drank it down his throat.
After drinking bottle after bottle, a crisp sound suddenly rang in my ears.
"Squinting eyes?"
Xing Mo glanced at her and recognized her.
It was the girl with the afro who hit him on the head that day.
Xing Mo ignored her and continued drinking with a cold face. Unexpectedly, the girl had already pulled a chair and sat down next to him.
"Squint eyes, what a coincidence! I bump into you even when I come to eat fried noodles after get off work. Is your work not going well? You're drinking alone here."
Xing Mo shot a cold light at her: "Get lost."
"This food stall is doing very well. Look, there's no room left. Do you think I want to share a table with you?"
Xing Mo held an empty wine bottle and pretended to throw it at her: "Get out or not?"
The next second, her grabbed his arm and took the bottle of wine from his hand, and the sound of Tang Monk chanting scriptures came over.
"Squint eyes, this is a public place, you can't just act crazy when you're drunk. You look like a decent person, but why are you so angry? Did your boss scold you at work? Or did you have a fight with your girlfriend? Talk to me, I'll give you some advice for free, but you have to promise me that you won't bother Sister Lin Yan again next time!"
Xing Mo frowned and stared at her, twitching his lips and throwing her two words: "Idiot."
After cursing, he stood up shakily, but the girl grabbed the hem of his clothes tightly.
"Who are you scolding? You are the idiot!"
Xing Mo's patience was exhausted, and he pushed her hand away fiercely. Because he was a little dazed due to drinking, the hand that was about to swing at her arm accidentally hit her face.
The next second, the girl burst into tears without caring about others.
"Squint eyes...you...you hit me?"
I wanted to leave, but I heard accusations all around me.
"Sir, how can you hit your girlfriend?"
"Yes, men who beat women are the most shameless!"
Xing Mo was annoyed and pulled her out of the food stall.
Seeing the girl's tearful eyes, he took out a thousand cash and threw it to her, saying coldly, "It's for the slap."
Just as he turned around to leave, he was stopped by the girl. He looked at her sparkling eyes and listened to what she said.
"One thousand dollars for a slap? Then why don't you slap me again and give me another thousand?"
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