Chapter 98 Men Just Don't Learn to Cherish
Who could have imagined that such a small turn of the head, such a small moment, would lead to a car accident that killed one father and injured the other?
Did he regret it when he woke up?
Xiang Sinian certainly regretted it, but he didn't think it was his fault at all.
That twisted soul stubbornly refused to admit that it was the culprit behind this disaster.
It's all Dong Lang's fault for being so disobedient, it's all Dean Zhang's fault for talking nonsense, and it's all Dong Shuchen's fault for being so clueless.
Why? Why can't these people do what they want?!
Clearly, I've been good enough to them!
In that instant, Xiang Sinian's eyes became extremely sinister. Even Xiang Hongyu felt a chill run down his spine and a nameless fear welled up in his heart when he met his gaze.
"Remember my instructions: feign illness these next few days. Especially your leg. When your brother was killed, his thigh was severed and flew off, landing over a hundred meters away." At this point, Xiang Sinian revealed a cruel smile. "Just say your leg hurts, and Dong Shuchen will be heartbroken and forget everything else..."
After Xiang Sinian left, it took Xiang Hongyu a long time to calm his racing heart. His father's ferocious appearance just now was truly terrifying...
But after calming down, what replaced her was a surge of resentment and unwillingness. Xiang Hongyu began to feel unbalanced. Why could he be so ruthless towards him, but always showed mercy to Dong Shuchen?
Surely he doesn't actually have feelings for this old witch?
The thought of his father suggesting that he could sleep in the same bed with that old witch made his stomach churn and he felt nauseous.
"It's one thing to sleep with someone yourself, but to make your son sleep with someone too, you have no bottom line..." Xiang Hongyu cursed in a low voice, his voice filled with anger and humiliation.
Then, his gaze fell on the lush garden outside the window.
A resolute glint flashed in his eyes; he knew there was a bottle of weed killer in the garden toolbox.
He had heard of this herbicide; those who ingest it suffer severe lung damage, and there is currently no effective antidote. Those poisoned can only struggle and succumb to endless suffering until their very last breath.
A twisted sense of pleasure surged within Xiang Hongyu, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly: That old witch deliberately occupied Dad for so many years, she deserved to die like this.
Thinking of this, he even became smug. Xiang Sinian was such a coward, he didn't even dare to kill anyone, and in the end, he had to take action himself.
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The next day at breakfast, Xiang Hongyu deliberately mixed the herbicide into three glasses of juice that were similar in color. Then he personally served them to the table.
He specifically chose a fruit that Xiang Sinian was allergic to, to ensure that Xiang Sinian would absolutely not drink it.
Sure enough, upon seeing the juice, Xiang Sinian frowned and said, "Don't you know I'm allergic to this?"
Xiang Hongyu scratched his head sheepishly and said innocently, "Ah, I forgot."
Xiang Sinian: "If you do this again, I'll teach you a lesson."
Xiang Hongyu quickly put on a fawning smile and said, "Oh, Dad, don't be so stingy. It's not easy for the three of us to be reunited."
Yes, the script they're performing now is that Dong Lang didn't die back then; the gruesome corpse was actually someone else. He just suffered from amnesia and had been living with other people for years. Then, he suddenly regained his memory and came back to find his parents.
It sounds outrageous; modern romance novels don't even use this kind of tired trope anymore. But Dong Shuchen, who is in poor mental condition, seems to have accepted it.
Seeing this scene of fatherly love and filial piety, Dong Shuchen smiled and said, "By the way, Si Nian, I have some good news to tell you."
Xiang Sinian asked gently and gentlemanly, "Darling, what is it?"
Dong Shuchen gently put down her cutlery, folded her hands, and said slowly, "I've been thinking about it these past few days. I'm considering moving the company to Australia. As you know, the domestic real estate market hasn't been performing very well lately."
This is a good opportunity for our family of three to change our environment, get away from the past, and stay away from some ill-intentioned people around us.
"Great idea!" Xiang Sinian's face was filled with joy. He had never expected such a good thing. It was like a dream come true. "I had this idea a long time ago, but I was afraid you wouldn't be willing to give it up."
Dong Shuchen smiled and nodded, a hint of barely perceptible relief in her eyes: "What do I have to be reluctant about? Right now, the most important thing to me is you and our son."
"Come on, let's have a drink!" Xiang Sinian was overjoyed. He picked up the juice in front of him and gulped it down, emptying half the glass in an instant!
Xiang Hongyu stared in disbelief, his face turning deathly pale. He lunged forward, shouting, "You can't drink it!"
The two collided, and half of the plates on the table crashed to the floor.
These were all replaced by Xiang Sinian right after Dong Lang died, fearing that Dong Shuchen would commit suicide with the fragments, so he replaced them all with the sturdiest kind, so that even when they were thrown to the ground, not a single one broke.
Xiang Sinian slammed his back to the ground and it took him a while to sit up. At first, he was dazed, but after seeing Xiang Hongyu's terrified and remorseful expression, he instantly snapped out of his daze and a sense of foreboding welled up in his heart: "You little brat poisoned me???"
Xiang Hongyu knelt beside Xiang Sinian, his legs weak and trembling like a leaf. He shook his head desperately, his eyes filled with fear and despair: "I didn't...it wasn't me...I didn't mean to poison you."
Only Dong Shuchen remained seated at the dining table, resting her chin on her hand, watching the father and son with a playful gaze.
Xiang Sinian remembers that look in his eyes.
Back then, when he first met Dong Shuchen at an event, he pretended to be shy and youthful, and went to toast President Dong. Because of his "honest and simple" nature, he drank the whole glass of wine in one go.
Dong Shuchen viewed him with this kind of perspective.
After they got together, Dong Shuchen told him that he looked especially cute, and that she fell in love with him at first sight.
So, for many years afterward, whenever there was good news between them, Xiang Sinian would casually pick up a glass and drink it all in one gulp to please Dong Shuchen and remind her of their wonderful first meeting.
But today, Dong Shuchen used this sweet little habit they had shared for so many years to take his life.
Xiang Sinian already felt something was wrong with his body. He experienced severe abdominal cramps, as if a million ants were gnawing at his internal organs: "You... how could you do this to me..." His voice was weak and trembling, filled with resentment and despair.
Dong Shuchen merely smiled faintly, her eyes devoid of any pity: "Me? I didn't do anything. Wasn't this poison administered by your son?"
Xiang Hongyu stared at her in horror, his lips trembling: "You... how did you know?"
“I’ve been a prominent figure in the business world for so many years. If I didn’t have this much vigilance, I would have been killed long ago.” Dong Shuchen smiled, her voice calm and steady. “You don’t really think that I can trust any illegitimate child who looks like Lang’er one hundred percent, do you?”
"To be honest, you and your son really disappoint me."
Do you remember what I told you back then? As long as you're willing to stay by my side obediently, I can give you the best material life. I've done that all these years, but you're just not satisfied.
Your illegitimate son is just like you. He's perfectly capable of treating me like a son and spending money on me if he just focuses on being a good son to me, but he's never satisfied.
Dong Shuchen shook her head in disappointment: "Why can't you men learn to cherish things?"
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