Chapter 175
On the way back, Jiang Zhinian asked Shi Ye how the investigation into Uncle Wen's academic fraud was going. She had heard the news from Shi Ye before and was a little worried.
"Most of them are fine, except for one. A few years ago, Uncle Wen and my mother collaborated on a set of experimental data, but my mother fell ill midway through, and the experiment was temporarily shelved. Uncle Wen's team later continued the experiment and obtained good data and results. However, the whistleblower believes that Uncle Wen plagiarized my mother's research results and has produced some evidence. This is very complicated and it will be difficult to investigate it in a short time."
Jiang Zhinian asked curiously, "But how did the whistleblower know about your mother's data?"
Even Shi Ye, his biological son, was unsure about something, but the whistleblower was so sure about it that he could even produce a certain amount of evidence.
"Maybe my father used some tricks." Shi Ye said bluntly, "He is a man who is somewhat unscrupulous."
He first met the man when he was ten years old. He was home alone at the time, and the man knocked on the door and forced his way in. He did not hide his identity at all. Even though he was facing a child, he spoke very directly and indifferently.
"I'm your biological father. When your mother left me, she didn't tell me about your existence, which is why I only found out about you a while ago. Of course, I didn't come to see you today to act out some father-son love drama. I just came to see you."
Shi Ye remembered the man's eyes. He looked at the house where he and his mother lived with disgust, and did not hide his dissatisfaction with this place at all.
"She lets you live in a place like this without even a babysitter?"
Shi Ye was reading a book at the time. After listening to him, he said without looking up, "You've finished reading, you can leave."
The man seemed to suddenly develop a little interest in Shi Ye: "You are a bit like me."
Shi Ye looked up at him. They had the same gray eyes.
"I'm not talking about the eyes." He nodded his head. "You should understand."
Shi Ye didn't quite understand it at the time, but he understood it a few years later. However, he felt that the man was still wrong. He was simply lacking in emotions, and not like that man, a demon who took pleasure in playing with other people's emotions and appreciating their pain.
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After returning home, during Jiang Zhinian's lunch break, Shi Ye took the initiative to call Uncle Wen.
"Uncle Wen, regarding the experiment, have you found any evidence?"
Wen Zhao on the other end of the phone sounded a little embarrassed: "I found it. It's a student in your mother's former laboratory. He has the original data from the experiment."
But in fact, Shi Mei was already in the hospital at that time. He had no time to care about what was happening in the laboratory, nor did he know the specific progress of the experiment. He only cared about Shi Mei's condition.
After everything was over and the dust settled, it took him a long time to come out and reopen the dusty experiment. He really didn't understand the progress of the previous data, which caused an overlap.
Shi Ye didn't have any doubts about whether to believe this matter. When his mother died, he truly felt Uncle Wen's sadness, and this pain was different from the friendship he felt with friends like Aunt Zhou and Uncle Liu.
"Can you find evidence to support this?"
Wen Zhao was silent for a moment: "Shi Ye, if I'm not mistaken, this incident was probably done by your father."
"I know."
"Also, I'm sorry about Xinyu..." He originally thought he could stick to his promise to Shi Mei and keep this matter a secret for the rest of his life, but he didn't expect that he would still fail with his own daughter. "But don't worry, I've already taught her a lesson and asked her to keep it absolutely confidential."
Shi Ye didn't care: "It doesn't matter, it's not a big deal."
"Also, when Xinyu questioned me, she once asked me a question... She asked me why I had such a stubborn prejudice against you."
Shi Ye didn't say anything, just waited for the silent Uncle Wen on the other end of the phone to speak again.
"I always thought I could separate you and your father perfectly. You are you, he is him. No matter how inhumane he was to your mother, it doesn't mean there's anything wrong with you. But... it wasn't until Xinyu asked me that I realized I'd always had a pretty strong prejudice against you."
Deep down in his heart, Wen Zhao stubbornly believed that Shi Ye, who lacked emotions, would become like his father, a cold, paranoid bastard who didn't care about other people's feelings because he couldn't empathize with others. If his daughter was with Shi Ye, she would be hurt like Shi Mei.
After hearing this, Shi Ye just said coldly: "You are right, my father is indeed a bastard."
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As we enter early summer, there is already a hint of heat in the air.
When Jiang Zhinian woke up, he saw two missed calls on his phone, both from Xiaoyu.
It was a bit surprising that Xiaoyu seldom called her. At most, she would send a message during the holidays, or send her test scores to ask for praise.
"Hey, Xiaoyu, what's wrong?"
"Sister, can I come to you?"
"Of course, I'll send you the address later. What happened?"
"Well, let's talk about it when we meet."
When there was a knock on the door, it was Shi Ye who went to open it.
The boy didn't wear contact lenses today. When he looked up at people, one of his blue eyes looked a little special.
"Is my sister here?"
"Xiaoyu? Come in."
Jiang Zhinian washed the fruit and put it on the coffee table, then asked him to sit down.
"What happened? Why did you suddenly run out? Can you tell me now?"
Xiaoyu glanced at Shi Ye and nodded, "I want to have the surgery after the high school entrance exam."
"Is the ear condition getting worse?"
Xiaoyu shook her head: "No, it's just... hearing aids are not very convenient to wear, and the effect is not very good."
Although he works hard, his hearing loss still leaves him with a certain gap in expression compared to his peers.
Jiang Zhinian nodded: "Sure, then go for the surgery. Cochlear implant surgery is very mature now, and it shouldn't affect your high school education."
Xiaoyu showed a happy expression: "Thank you, sister. With your support, I am not afraid anymore. To be honest, as to whether or not to have the surgery now, I still have to listen to your opinion. If you ask me to do it, I will do it."
Shi Ye leaned against the wall with his arms folded across his chest, looked at Xiaoyu quietly for a while, then lowered his brows, not knowing what he was thinking.
Jiang Zhinian called his name at this moment: "Shi Ye, what do you think? Xiaoyu wants to have the surgery after the high school entrance examination."
Shi Ye and Xiao Yu looked at each other. He saw the masculine provocation in the eyes of the fifteen-year-old boy, but he was not angry, he just found it funny.
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