Lan Shuang was troubled for a long time about the remaining ten points of resentment, until she had another phone call with the original owner's parents, and then she finally realized that the remaining ten points were not out of hatred, but guilt.
The original owner died tragically in the previous life. His parents didn't even know what happened. They heard that he was accidentally pushed out after quarreling with Du Mingsheng and was hit by a car. They must have resentment in their hearts, but they couldn't do anything to Du Mingsheng, so they could only swallow their anger.
The parents grew old overnight, and left this sad place with their daughter's ashes and returned to their distant hometown. They lived a depressed life from then on, and soon passed away one after another.
That’s why the original owner’s last wish was to find someone who loves her and live a simple life with her, so that her parents can enjoy the happiness with her.
After figuring this out, Lan Shuang and Jiang Han discussed it and decided to go back during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
For Jiang Han, going home to meet his parents was a very novel and confusing thing.
He could manage everything in the business world and in the Jiang family, but he couldn't handle matters related to Lan Shuang calmly.
He started to feel anxious three days before he started going there. It didn't seem very obvious from the outside, but Lan Shuang was so familiar with him that she could tell he was nervous at a glance.
For example, he is always focused when processing documents and is used to keeping a cup of coffee at hand, but most of the time he just keeps it there and doesn't drink it.
But during these three days, he drank more than three cups every day.
Besides that, he always stares at his phone mysteriously, or slides his fingers on it, frowning as he browses something that seems very confusing to him.
Lan Shuang ran into him one day and asked him what he was looking at, but he stammered and changed the subject.
Lan Shuang was a little puzzled at first, until she noticed Jiang Han staring at the electronic wall clock in a daze, she suddenly realized that this guy was really nervous about meeting his parents.
Lan Shuang dragged him to sit on the sofa and asked him jokingly, "Why are you so nervous? Are you worried that my parents won't like you? No, they will. I like you, so sooner or later they will like you too."
"Really?" Jiang Han finally showed some reaction. He sat on the sofa, holding Lan Shuang's hand, pursed his lips and asked again: "Will they really like me?"
There was some confusion in his eyes. In the past twenty-eight years of his life, love was really worthless to him. He didn't care what others thought of him. Like or hate could not affect him. He just had to do what he wanted.
But after meeting Lan Shuang, this rule often fails.
He cared about Lan Shuang's joys and sorrows, and the thoughts of the people around her, and was afraid that other people's dislike for him would affect Lan Shuang's opinion of him.
"Of course, you are so good, why are you so unconfident?" Lan Shuang noticed that Jiang Han seemed to have a knot in his heart. She wanted to untie this knot before going home, otherwise she was really afraid that this guy would lose his mind and run away.
She leaned over and placed a kiss on the side of Jiang Han's face. "Tell me?"
Jiang Han hesitated for a moment and whispered, "I've been an unpopular child since I was young. For so many years, everyone around me, including those who met me for the first time, was afraid of me. How could such a person be liked by the elders?"
He smiled wryly and said, "Besides, I'm already 28, seven years older than you. Will your parents be able to accept it?"
Lan Shuang smiled softly upon hearing this, then leaned over to his shoulder, holding his fingers tightly, and said, "I never told you that my father is actually older than my mother, five years older. When he was young, he took good care of my mother, but as he got older, I don't know what happened, he became more and more like a child, and in turn, my mother spoiled him."
"You are only seven years older than me, it's no big deal." Lan Shuang said.
Jiang Han gently stroked her hair. "I promised you that I would tell you about my childhood when I came back, but since I came back, I've been waiting for the right time. Every time I wanted to tell you, I wanted to wait a little longer. But since it's mentioned today, I'd better tell you now."
He leaned back and whispered a brief account of his life over the past twenty-eight years.
"I'm not the fruit of my parents' love, but a product of family marriage and profit. Before me, Ms. Song had two children, but they were both girls. At that time, the family had no eldest grandson, and as the eldest sister-in-law, Ms. Song didn't want to fall behind, so she didn't keep those two girls."
Lan Shuang was stunned: "What? It leaked?"
"Yeah." Jiang Han responded softly, "Originally, she had no hope for a third child, but she didn't expect the third one to be me, a boy. She was incredibly happy. Perhaps she briefly loved me during the ten months of pregnancy, but after the birth of me, she felt she had accomplished her mission, so she left me with the nanny and threw herself into the company."
"At the time, the struggles between the various factions in the family were very intense. Because Ms. Song gave birth to a son, several factions made many moves, both overt and covert. Even I was implicated and nearly died several times. Later, the old man got angry and sent ten people to my side, including nannies and bodyguards, to keep an eye on me. That's how I managed to survive."
Jiang Han spoke of this in a very calm tone, as if he was describing the experience of an insignificant person.
As Lan Shuang listened, the smile on her lips gradually disappeared.
She just held Jiang Han's hand tightly, didn't ask, and listened to him continue talking.
"As far as I can remember, I've had constant tutoring at home. Not only did they teach me the most basic subjects, they also hired several foreign language teachers for me. I had to learn English, French, German, and Japanese. I also had to learn painting, piano, violin, Sanda, Taekwondo, shooting, racing... There was nothing I didn't learn, only a normal person wouldn't think of. From morning till night, seven days a week, my schedule was packed. I had no free time."
"Then doesn't that mean you didn't have a childhood?" Lan Shuang raised her head and looked at him.
Jiang Han chuckled. "Maybe. Back then, if I failed a subject, Ms. Song wouldn't let me eat. She would hit me with a ruler, make me stand in the corner, or lock me up in a dark room."
Lan Shuang couldn't sit still any longer. She sat up suddenly and asked, "What else did she do?"
Jiang Han's eyes were hollow and dark, without a glimmer of light. "Nothing. I just caught him bringing a strange man home and he beat me up. I wanted to go find my dad, and then I found out that he was home too, but he was holding another woman."
At this point he chuckled sarcastically, "Mr. Jiang also beat me with a belt because I ruined his plan. They each had their own way and locked me in the room."
"But they were still happy to arrange my life. Where I went to school, who I made friends with, what I wore, anything I did that didn't go their way, I would be beaten and verbally abused. Even into adulthood, they kept arranging blind dates for me. If I refused, they would kidnap me and force me to chat and go shopping with them, and even pressure me to get engaged."
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