Father Sang was stunned.
Yes, isn't this what he has always wanted most?
But why do I feel so blocked and anxious?
Father Sang didn't understand why he had such a strange feeling. It was a bit like the feeling of being lost when he was a child and lost from his father, standing alone on the street.
"Tian'en, it's better to keep the money with you. There are so many scammers nowadays. Mom and Dad are old, it's not safe to keep the money around." Father Sang's head was in a mess. He couldn't control his thoughts at all and could only speak according to his instinct.
Sang Tianen smiled when she heard his words. Although her muscles formed a smile, Yan Zheng beside her felt a kind of speechless sadness.
This realization shocked Yan Zheng. Why was Sang Tianen sad?
"Dad, did you borrow money from my aunt?" Sang Tianen asked an unrelated question.
Father Sang's body stiffened, his hands on his legs scratched unconsciously, and his eyes drooped.
As if predictable, Sang Tianen sighed and said, "I always felt that I was nothing like you, except for these eyes, but only today did I realize that we are really father and daughter. We are surprisingly similar in one aspect."
Father Sang showed a puzzled expression, but Sang Muyang's expression changed.
"Dad, you're already in your fifties. Do you still want to keep going like this? Is it really worth wasting your time, energy, and money on a selfish, ungrateful person?"
"You could have retired, but now you're still working so hard at your age. Who's responsible for that?"
Father Sang's eyes slowly turned red, and he turned his face away and said aggrievedly, "Can you please stop talking?"
"Don't worry, this is the last time I'll say this to you." Sang Tianen's face darkened. "If you continue to associate with my aunt, I will only have the legal obligation to support you in the future."
Father Sang was stunned: "What do you mean?"
"Literally." Sang Tianen said coldly, her eyes turned to her brother Sang Muyang, "I will no longer care about you. Whether you live or die has nothing to do with me."
Sang Muyang stared blankly at the cold-faced Sang Tianen, not understanding why it had become like this? He only wanted a dowry of hundreds of thousands of yuan, so why did he have to go to such lengths to completely cut off contact with her?
"Tian'en, how could you say such a thing? He's your own brother!" Father Sang glanced at what Sang Tian'en said to him and asked in horror, "What's wrong with you? Did something happen to you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Sang Tianen's cold eyes turned to him. His momentum suddenly weakened. He swallowed and said, "We are all family. How can you say such heartless words? Don't you love Yangyang the most?"
"I said, I'm tired." Sang Tianen said indifferently.
"Is it about the money just now? Yangyang, why don't you apologize to your sister?" Father Sang didn't care about anything else and stood up and took his son's arm. "Go and apologize to your sister quickly, do you hear me?"
Sang Muyang pursed his lips tightly and pushed his father: "You're scratching me."
"Your sister has loved you the most since you were a child. She bought you a car and gave you money to spend. You have been making a fuss here for a little dowry. Go and apologize to your sister as soon as possible." Father Sang was relentless.
Sang Muyang was irritated by his arrogant attitude. He stood up and yelled, "I'm not wrong. Why should I admit my mistake?"
Father Sang was furious: "You kid, you will die if you admit your mistake."
Qiao Sirui tugged at his arm and advised, "Calm down, Yangyang, and talk to your uncle properly."
Sang Muyang stared at Qiao Sirui with red eyes, pointed his slender finger at her and said, "Even you think I'm wrong, right?"
Qiao Sirui pulled her fingers down, looking a little embarrassed: "Don't do this."
Sang Muyang turned around angrily and glared at Sang Tianen, anger running through his body: "Just because of such a small dowry, you want to have no contact with me forever, fine, no contact then..."
"Pa!" A crisp slap sounded and the air suddenly became quiet.
Sang Muyang covered the burning side of his face, looked at his father in disbelief, and called out, "Dad?"
"Don't call me dad. I'm not capable of giving birth to a debt collector like you!" Father Sang's chest was heaving, obviously very angry. "What has your sister done to you that you keep making a fuss here? I'm telling you, as long as you don't say sorry, you won't get a dowry."
Sang Muyang was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. His teeth chattered as he roared, "If you don't want to give it to me, then don't give it to me. Do you think I want it?"
Father Sang raised his hand as if to hit him again, but a strong hand grabbed his wrist. He turned his head and saw that it was Sang Tianen.
"I don't need his apology!" Sang Tianen said with a frown.
Sang Muyang's eyes were filled with tears, but he was stubborn and refused to let them fall. Why did everyone think he was wrong?
He just wanted to fight for what belonged to him, why did he act like he had done something unforgivable?
This is not fair!
He stared at Sang Tianen intently, but he didn't expect that the other party happened to look at him at this moment. That deep and distant gaze seemed to be looking at him, and as if looking at another person through him, but in the end it all turned into indifference.
Like a stranger.
Neither hate nor like.
Sang Muyang's heart suddenly tightened, his throat seemed to be stuck, his mouth half open, unable to speak.
An unprecedented sense of panic spread out from the tip of his heart like ripples, and waves of childhood memories rolled towards him.
Sang Tianen patiently tutored him in his homework.
Sang Tianen carried him on his back through the knee-deep rain to go to school.
Sang Tianen cooked for him.
Sang Tianen sent him to college.
…
"Yan Zheng, let's go home!" Sang Tianen whispered.
Yan Zheng walked to her side, stretched out his hand and held her cold fingers tightly, and said in a warm voice: "Let's go!"
Just as Sang Tianen opened the car door and was about to get in, Sang Muyang suddenly rushed out and shouted from a close distance: "Sister!" Her voice was small and timid, as if she was calling her for the first time.
Sang Tianen's eyes suddenly became moist, and the raindrops falling from the sky wet her hair and shoulders. She tilted her face back and tried to open her eyes wide, paused for a few seconds, and finally got into the car without looking back.
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