Huang Minghao listened silently, gradually developing a seed of doubt. He stood at the door, lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and pondered for a moment. Jiang Shuya's cold attitude over the past six months swirled in his mind. At the same time, he also knew that Sun Qi had only been back from Shanghai for a few months. Could it be that she had really fallen for someone else?
If his wife really cheated on him, where would he stand? How could he face his grandfather for all the worries he had for him?
Huang Minghao relied on his future status as a recipient of land expropriation compensation to put pressure on Jiang Shuya, hoping to make her see reality and stop threatening divorce. Meanwhile, Sun Qi was also about to become a recipient of land expropriation compensation. If both of them were interested, how could Huang Minghao possibly cope?
Even if he had never truly loved Jiang Shuya, he would never allow her to do anything to betray him under his nose. After thinking it over, he gripped his phone tightly but still didn't call Jiang Shuya. A thought made him let out a sly laugh.
Fine! If you, Jiang Shuya, dare to do something to betray me, don't blame me for being ruthless. I'll make sure you can't stay on Jiang Island, and you won't get a single penny from the demolition contract.
In the end, Huang Minghao decided to wait and see, quietly observing their every move.
Jinling Military Region Hospital
Lin Moxiao sat quietly on the floor below her grandmother's sickbed, while the frail old lady put on her reading glasses.
She quietly looked at her grandson, whose handsome face was clean and refined, bearing a striking resemblance to her daughter in her memory. The coldness in his eyes reflected the worldly vicissitudes he had gained as an adult.
The old lady propped herself up on her hands and pressed them against the bed, trying to move her body forward, but found that her body was not under her control and she was still too far away from her grandson. So she raised her hand and said, "Come closer."
Lin Moxiao reached out and took her grandmother's withered hand, smiling gently.
The old lady then realized that his smile resembled that of her deceased daughter even more, and her mood improved. She became even more affectionate towards her grandson and couldn't help but praise him.
"To be honest, you look better than your parents. Smile more often; Grandma loves to see you smile. It makes me feel like my daughter is still with me. Can you come visit me more often?"
Lin Moxiao looked at her grandfather with a puzzled expression;
"Can I come here often?"
He used to wonder why his grandmother wouldn't see him. Since his mother passed away five years ago, his grandmother had been devastated and her health had deteriorated. In addition, she contracted a serious illness and had been living in a nursing home for many years.
I rarely go back to Meiyuan Villa. Most of the time, I meet my maternal grandfather in Meiyuan. Every time, my grandfather would say that my maternal grandmother's illness required quiet rest and that she could not receive outsiders. In reality, he was afraid that seeing the faces of old friends would trigger a thousand thoughts and lead to a terminal illness.
The old lady touched Lin Moxiao's large, well-defined hands, her eyes filled with guilt;
"Grandma apologizes to you. It was my selfishness; seeing you reminds me of my daughter's wrongful death. You look so much like your father, but I hated him and cursed him, yet there was nothing I could do."
"I'm just an old woman, lying here lamenting and brooding. Thinking of your damned father, I'll haunt him even as a ghost. I'm conflicted about you. I want to see you, but I'm afraid of hurting you because of our irreconcilable differences, like your father did back then. For the past few years, I've asked not to see you. Blame me if you want!"
So that's how it is. The deeper the love, the more intense the hatred. Lin Moxiao could deeply understand the pain his grandmother felt when she lost her daughter. He knew that in the past five years, his grandmother hadn't been the only one facing this; he had also lost his mother!
He grew up with his maternal grandfather. Although his mother rarely accompanied him as she was busy performing in various theaters, she never neglected to show him any love. She was always there for him at important school events and cherished the time she spent with him.
Lin Moxiao stepped forward and hugged her grandmother, speaking softly;
"Grandma, like you, I hate him. I swore at my mother's grave that I would never forgive Lin Wei in this life. We are no longer father and son. If I ever see him again, I will not let him go and will bring him to justice."
The old lady wiped away her tears, patted Lin Moxiao's shoulder, shook her head, and said in a low, sorrowful voice;
"He's too cunning. Over the years, the Ministry of Education hasn't been able to find any dirt on him. They've only sent him to remote areas to teach and educate people sporadically, but before long, he always manages to find a way to make a comeback and return to his position as a professor at a prestigious university."
His erudite and talented demeanor, coupled with his gentlemanly appearance, garnered him much praise and made him a favorite among teachers and students. However, since your mother's death, he has become increasingly unrestrained, hurting quite a few women. Strangely enough, none of these women have caused a scene at the education office.
At this moment, Grandpa sighed deeply;
"Ultimately, this is just a matter of his lifestyle. There's no whistleblower, and some people are so concerned about their reputation that most people will forget about it if it's not brought up; nobody wants to discuss it openly."
Lin Moxiao sneered. In his memory, there was more than just these things. Those long-forgotten events were already etched in his mind. They could be called memories, or they could be called nightmares that accompanied him as he grew up.
During her childhood, Lin Moxiao's father, Lin Wei, was just an unknown researcher. Although he was a tutor at the school, he did not stay at the school. Instead, he and several other teachers rented a villa not far from the southern suburbs to tutor a group of children who wanted to improve their studies.
In that deserted villa in the middle of nowhere, students would come every few days to sign up for tutoring. How much he admired his father when he was young!
That towering aura once encouraged him to grow independently. His father's laboratory completed one material integration project after another, and each research and development project brought great contributions and benefits to society. As his fame grew, he also admired his father more and more.
The once abandoned villa has been transformed into a luxurious, state-of-the-art research lab. The abandoned villa in the south of the city has also been renovated, its interior and exterior looking brand new. My father still uses it to tutor students, as he sees it as the starting point of his life goals.
However, one day, he excitedly picked up his schoolbag and went to the villa to ask his father about the physics experiment assigned by the teacher. When the mischievous Lin Moxiao was about to enter the glass door through the back door, he discovered that his father was assaulting a minor girl.
The girl dared not cry loudly. She was young and naive, and was forced awkwardly by her father. Fear and panic were shown on her face. This was undoubtedly a heavy blow to Lin Moxiao in his youth.
He was terrified and stunned by this father for the first time, but the girl's panicked appearance was etched into his heart like a branding iron, as she looked at him and cried out helplessly!
Those budding flowers, full of youthful vigor and anticipation, were instead pushed into an abyss by an unseen, powerful force.
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