Chapter 300 symbolizes hope
Jiang Zhiyue couldn't bear it any longer and shook off the man's hand with brute force.
Mu Liansheng was worried about hurting her, so he let go of her hand and raised his hands in surrender as soon as the wound on her palm split.
"Okay, just think of it as me talking nonsense and making our school's number one student unhappy."
The man laughed happily, his fox eyes slightly narrowed, flashing with a strange color as he stared straight at the girl.
The interaction between the two caught Sheng Huaian's attention.
The few strands of smoky gray hair that fell on the forehead blocked the sharp light that flashed in the eyes.
He noticed the gauze bandaged around Jiang Zhiyue's body, and his eyes couldn't help but darken.
Mr. Sheng was not in a hurry to return to the ward. As he watched the interaction between the young people, his pale face gradually looked better.
Instead, he called Jiang Zhiyue to his side and said gently, "Don't be shy. I heard Huai'an mention you."
"Zhiyue, huh? It means the moon, as bright and pure as moonlight. It really lives up to its name."
When it comes to politics, Sheng's father's methods are iron-fisted, forcing Mr. Sheng to the point of losing the family's voice, but his attitude at this moment is exceptionally kind.
If it weren't for the rapid cough that interrupted Sheng's father's words, Jiang Zhiyue would have noticed that Sheng's father's voice was unusually low and slow, like a terminally ill person in his last moments.
Although he held a high position, he had lost his sharpness and majesty, and only a glimmer of hope was left supporting him.
So when he sees something that brings back his memories, he reveals a warmth that is almost compassionate.
Jiang Zhiyue was accustomed to the attitude of the powerful and wealthy. On the contrary, this was the first time she received such a cordial greeting. She felt calm inside and showed an appropriate sense of flattery on her face.
At this time, silence is better than sound.
Mr. Sheng took the initiative to talk to her, not because he liked her or she was special, but because her name aroused some thoughts in him.
It’s really sad to talk about what happened to the Sheng family.
The original wife was a typical princess raised in an ivory tower, and her marriage to Mr. Sheng was hailed as a match made in heaven.
Unfortunately, after giving birth to her eldest son, she developed a chronic illness and her health deteriorated, and she had to stay in bed for many years.
At this time, the original wife's family encountered a sudden change, and her parents, brothers and sisters were imprisoned one after another, and even Mr. Sheng was almost implicated.
This was originally a marriage based on interests, and was bound by interests from beginning to end. Once the chain of interests was broken, in the huge Sheng family, the treatment of the original wife can be imagined. Not only did she have to endure the contempt and difficulties of her sisters-in-law.
The young and handsome husband is successful in his career, but his wife is bedridden.
She could only hold on to the hope of having another child in order to retain her husband's heart and stabilize her position.
This child is Shengyue.
There are no clichéd or melodramatic plots in this story. The decline of the original wife's family was not caused by the Sheng family, nor was it the result of conspiracy. It was just the law that after things have reached their peak, they will inevitably move towards a trough.
Without strong support from his maternal family, he was able to successfully seize the position of head of the family. His stepmother was eyeing him covetously, and his position was always threatened by the children she gave birth to.
Jiang Zhiyue could imagine that Sheng's father must have made unimaginable efforts to get to where he is today.
No matter how gentle he appears on the outside, he must be extremely tough, decisive, and ruthless in his heart.
Looking at Sheng Huaian again, no matter how cynical he appears to be, he must have inherited his father's traits deep down.
In such a family, a true prodigal son cannot survive.
At this moment, Jiang Zhiyue could tell from Sheng's father's expression that just because her name was a little similar to Sheng Yue, Sheng's father would not make things difficult for her about Lin Jun's matter.
If she could establish more connections with this family, perhaps she could escape the persecution of the Lin family.
Jiang Zhiyue could only think of this possibility. Before long, global news would be rolling out, reporting the fall of a wise governor, and all major media and newspapers would compete to praise his achievements.
Father Sheng was destined to die with regret.
"Mr. Sheng, it's windy outside, you shouldn't stay here for long." A doctor wearing glasses couldn't help but spoke out to remind him.
There was another burst of rapid coughing.
Mr. Sheng's face changed slightly, and he quickly took a handkerchief to cover his mouth, trying hard to suppress his cough.
Showing such a disobedient side in front of Jiang Zhiyue, he couldn't help but show a hint of apology in his eyes.
"I heard from Huai'an that you are a student of the Economics Department. In order to help your mother at home get treatment, you chose the most difficult medical minor."
"Yes, my mother has been suffering from an old illness." Jiang Zhiyue nodded, "Because of what happened in her childhood, she can't speak. I really want to hear her voice."
The more high-ranking people grow up in an environment of intrigue, the more they yearn for and cherish the purest feelings in the world.
The way Mr. Sheng looked at the girl became noticeably gentler.
"He is a good and filial child."
Jiang Zhiyue lowered her eyebrows, neither humble nor arrogant.
In just a few sentences, it was Sheng's father who asked the questions and she answered them accordingly.
Sheng Huaian couldn't stand it anymore, so he came over and said, "Dad, the little girl still needs to go home, and the road is not safe after dark. It's so presumptuous of you to talk to her about family matters."
Knowing that his behavior was rude, Sheng's father asked Sheng Huaian to see him off.
Just as he turned around, the thin blanket on Sheng's father's legs suddenly slipped off, and he coughed even more violently. Every time he coughed, it seemed as if he used up all his strength, and blood dripped onto the ground.
Like a broken bellows, it makes intermittent sounds, struggling to find some kind of balance.
Everyone felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, fearing that Father Sheng would die at this moment.
Jiang Zhiyue hurriedly picked up the thin blanket on the ground, and after Sheng's father's breathing gradually subsided, she covered his legs with the blanket.
She thought for a long time, and finally couldn't help but said: "Mr. Sheng, in fact, my mother and I lived in North Siri Province for more than half a year. I was very young at that time, and my mother often had to go out to work several jobs. We were able to save enough money to come to the capital, thanks to the savings accumulated during the time in North Siri Province."
Father Sheng raised his head, Sheng Huaian's eyes showed surprise, and even Mu Liansheng, who was leaning against the wall waiting, looked over with a complicated expression.
Jiang Zhiyue pursed her lips and clenched her hands tighter. "All of this is inseparable from the job recruitment system you proposed to improve the slums, improve the treatment of the vast majority of people at the bottom of society like my mother, and ban the evil of protection money. My mother has always remembered you. You are the one who first gave us hope and changed the trajectory of our destiny..."
This sentence would probably be regarded as flattery if heard at any time.
But at this moment, Jiang Zhiyue's expression was so natural, as if she accidentally revealed her most restrained emotions.
She didn't do anything and still kept a proper distance from her superiors.
After a moment of silence, she continued, "You taught us that regrets are always present throughout life, but we should never give up hope."
When evil is in power, good people often don't live long.
Jiang Zhiyue just suddenly felt that it was unfair.
She hopes that people like Sheng's father can live longer, longer...
It was not to fight with the Lin family, but out of expectation.
Some people, while they are alive, symbolize the future.
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