Chapter 132 Cherish me, don't start something and then abandon it.
Shen Jingni looked shocked.
She stared at him in disbelief.
"You inflicted that gunshot wound on him?!"
Shen Jingni had seen that scar before when she was at the hot spring resort with Zhao Zonglan; it was on her chest, near her heart.
At the time, she naively thought that those people outside who were after fame and fortune wanted to assassinate Zhao Zonglan, so she didn't ask any further questions.
Unexpectedly, it was his own father who hit him.
Seeing her surprised expression, Zhao Yanhe sneered, "What, didn't he tell you?"
"That's true. How could someone as ruthless and heartless as him easily open up to someone?"
Shen Jingni's hands trembled with anger, but she forced herself to suppress her rage. "How dare you say he's heartless?"
"I've never seen a father like you."
"You have only yourself to blame for becoming like this."
"The person in this world who has the least right to call him heartless and ruthless is you, Zhao Yanhe."
"You have always been the perpetrator."
At this moment, Shen Jingni's heart felt like it was being violently twisted by a sharp weapon; it hurt terribly and was extremely uncomfortable.
Her nose stung a little, but she held back her tears. "The harm you've done to Zhao Zonglan is more than enough to compensate for, even if it costs you your life."
"What's two legs?"
This was the first time Shen Jingni had uttered such cold-blooded words.
She has been kind-hearted since childhood, and she would take home any stray cats or dogs she saw.
But she couldn't bring herself to soften her heart when facing Zhao Yanhe.
He deserved it; he was guilty.
Shen Jingni finally understood why Zhao Zonglan's personality was so cold.
It's because he has never experienced even a tiny bit of fatherly love.
After he turned ten, all his family affection left him.
In that kind of family environment, and navigating the business world, he had no choice but to be cold and ruthless, otherwise he would be devoured without a trace.
Zhao Yanhe remained silent for a moment, then chuckled softly, saying sarcastically, "He really found himself a considerate person."
"But what's the use? Some things can never be changed in a lifetime."
Shen Jingni felt that it was truly a case of "if you don't see eye to eye, there's no point in saying more."
She originally wanted to ask Zhao Yanhe why he treated Zhao Zonglan that way back then.
But there's no need for that now.
She smiled and retorted firmly, "Don't worry, I will gradually erase all the unhappiness you brought him."
"I will love him well and cherish him."
"Of course you're right, some things really can't be changed."
"Like your ugly, numb heart."
Zhao Yanhe stared straight at her, his eyes bloodshot.
It seemed that he was angered by her series of words.
Shen Jingni snorted coldly, ignored him, and prepared to leave.
But as soon as he turned around, he saw Zhao Zonglan striding towards him.
He was dressed in a black suit, his posture was upright, and his handsome and mature face had a very calm expression.
Upon approaching, he grabbed Shen Jingni's hand, his expression displeased, and led her away.
He didn't look at Zhao Yanhe even once from beginning to end.
Shen Jingni was a little surprised: "Why are you here?"
Zhao Zonglan glanced at her and warned in a low, cold voice, "You're not allowed to come to places like this again."
Shen Jingni pouted, "I know, I won't come again."
"Slow down, slow down, I can't keep up."
...
The two voices gradually faded into the distance.
Zhao Yanhe watched Zhao Zonglan's retreating figure, his eyes welling up with tears.
He couldn't remember how long it had been since he last saw his son, nor did he know how much longer he could live such a pathetic life.
Just like that girl said, it was all his own fault.
There's nothing to be resentful about.
That's it for my life, it's time to end it.
——
Wen Shuyi's surgery went smoothly. Shen Jingni accompanied her in England for a week and then sent her back to her hometown of Yangzhou.
She recovered quite well, and after two months, she was able to walk normally again.
Before we knew it, June arrived, officially ushering in the sweltering summer.
Wen Shuyi opened a flower shop in her hometown county. Business wasn't great, but it was enough to support herself.
On June 23, entertainment and financial media across the country and even the world rushed to report on it—
#Major Changes in Tonghe Group's Shareholding Structure, with Song Qiyu as the Largest Shareholder#
#Tonghe's former chairman, Song Yanting, resigns from the group's shareholders' meeting and board of directors#
#Song Qiyu, the newly appointed chairman of Tonghe Group#
#Song Qiyu, the new Chairman of the Board of Tonghe Group#
#Rumors circulate online that Song Yanting has broken ties with his family, and that Song Qiyu is the new head of the Song family#
For several days in a row, the news headlines were all about the Song family and Tonghe Group.
Song Qiyu did not order anyone to withdraw.
Shen Jingni was somewhat surprised when she saw it.
She took out her phone and asked Zhao Zonglan, "Brother, have you seen the news? Why so suddenly?"
Zhao Zonglan was reviewing a project proposal when he glanced up at her phone screen and said calmly, "It's not sudden."
The two of them had been planning this for a long time.
“But I don’t understand,” Shen Jingni moved the project proposal in front of him away, domineeringly preventing him from seeing it, “I can guess why Song Yanting would do this, but he and Sister Wen have already broken up, and at this point… Sister Wen is unlikely to turn back.”
As the saying goes, women often understand women best.
This is probably because girls have similar energy levels and thought patterns.
Zhao Zonglan also knew Song Yanting.
He pinched Shen Jingni's cheek. "Whether she comes back or not is a different matter from whether Song Yanting does it or not."
The rest is up to fate.
Shen Jingni still didn't understand. She hugged his arm and asked in a coquettish voice, "Will the Song family really let him go?"
“You don’t need to worry about that,” Zhao Zonglan picked him up and placed him on his lap. “You still haven’t told me what you and Zhao Yanhe talked about that day.”
Shen Jingni felt a little embarrassed when she remembered what she had said, and awkwardly said, "I don't want to tell you."
Zhao Zonglan leaned back on the sofa, looking relaxed, and teased her, "You were talking bad about me?"
"No!"
Shen Jingni angrily hit him, "How can you be so petty and prejudiced? How could I possibly say bad things about you?"
She became more and more anxious as she spoke, as if afraid he would misunderstand, "I said I will love you well..."
Oops, I accidentally let it slip again.
Dead mouth.
Shen Jingni covered her mouth, and when she met Zhao Zonglan's smiling eyes, her face turned even redder.
He leaned closer, his voice gentle and deep, coaxing her, "Sweetie, say it again, what will happen?"
Shen Jingni didn't say anything, and he didn't urge her either; the two remained in a silent stalemate.
In the end, it was the younger one who lost his composure first.
The subtle expressions and demeanor on her face carried the shyness and joy unique to a young girl.
"Love you."
"Zhao Zonglan, I told Zhao Yanhe that I will love you well and cherish you."
Perhaps they felt that such a confession was too formal, and seemed a bit silly.
After saying that, she hurriedly raised her hands to cover her face, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
Zhao Zonglan felt a warm glow in his heart; his once cold and hard heart had softened completely.
He pulled her tightly into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head. "You have to keep your word, Shen Jingni."
"Cherish me and don't abandon me after starting something."
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