Half a month later.
Xi Zhihui shamelessly called Xi Ran.
Xi Ran's icy voice rang out, "What is it?"
Xi Zhihui stammered, saying that many unexpected things had happened in the past two weeks, and he didn't know how to explain it.
Huang Jiao'er abandoned him and Ze'er and went to the United States with a wealthy old man, never to return.
What he thought was true love was nothing but bullshit.
And so she abandoned her husband and children for wealth and status.
He's not young anymore, and it's hard to find a job, so he took a job as a security guard, earning 3,000 yuan a month.
He barely managed to support him and Xi Ze, but Ze was spoiled and complained that the food was not good. He kept asking for his mother, which exhausted him.
When it rains, it pours!
He was diagnosed with late-stage cancer a week ago. Huang Jiao'er ran away, and Ze'er lost his mother. If he also passed away, Ze'er would live a lonely life in this world.
So that someone can take care of his precious son after he passes away.
He often took Ze'er to the middle school to find Xi Yan, hoping that after Xi Yan was gone, he could take good care of his younger brother. After all, he was his own brother, and he couldn't let Ze'er end up on the streets.
"There's something I need to do. Have you been tired from classes lately? I'd like to bring Ze'er to meet you, since he's your younger brother, just like Xi Yan."
Xi Ran scoffed. Although she didn't know what Xi Zhihui was up to, it was nothing more than a few things: either money or to make her get along well with his illegitimate son.
"Stop, don't talk nonsense. I only have one younger brother, Xi Yan. Isn't that Ze'er your and Huang Jiao'er's precious darling? With your parents loving him, he shouldn't need an older sister like me whom he's never met, right?"
"That's not how it is, Ranran, listen to me. Ze'er has the same blood as you, and you are very close. Why don't you accept Ze'er as your friend? It's okay if you don't like me, as long as you get along well with Ze'er."
Xi Ran sneered, "No need! I've already said, I only have one younger brother, Xi Yan. I don't know this Ze'er. Don't call me again, after all, we're not that close."
How can you talk like that, child? I'm your father!
Xi Ran rolled her eyes speechlessly. When you're in trouble, you only think of me and Xi Yan as your children. When you're having a good time, do you ever think of your poor children?
"Don't try to play the emotional card with me. I don't need it. I've gotten used to life without my parents. You and Lin Bifan are two peas in a pod. Xi Yan and I are fine with each other. Our parents don't exist in our hearts anymore. You don't need to talk to me about these things, like how precious our parents are. I don't need it."
"And one last time, I'm warning you, don't call me again. I'm busy and need to earn a living to support myself. I'm not as lucky as you, living a life without worrying about food and clothing."
Xi Zhihui was speechless, what a mess!
Xi Ran is like this, and so is Xi Yan. They speak in exactly the same tone. No wonder they are siblings; they are equally cold-blooded and ruthless.
They won't even see their own younger brother; they're two ingrates.
"Can you please stop talking so sarcastically? I know that what I've done these past few years has been a little excessive."
Xi Ran scoffed, "It's just a little bit excessive. I wonder what you consider a big deal?"
"Ranran! Your father had no other choice but to come to you. I hope you will take good care of your little brother Ze. His mother has gone to the United States with a rich man and will never come back. I have some health problems and don't have much time left. I hope you will take good care of this poor child for the sake of blood ties."
When Xi Ran heard that Xi Zhihui didn't have much time left, her face showed little expression, neither sad nor happy.
"Considering that you worked so hard for that child until your death, I can't keep quiet about this. Your son has absolutely nothing to do with you."
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