These days, Su Zi often dresses up and goes out in the evening, only to return in the early hours of the morning or not at all. As for Feng Chengda, he rarely comes home at night, saying he's too busy meeting clients.
Feng Changheng originally thought that once Feng Chengda divorced that woman, he could marry his mother and have a complete family—something he had dreamed of for many years.
But to his utter surprise, Feng Chengda, who had divorced Yin He, not only did not marry his mother to give her a proper title and himself a proper status, but he also spent less time at home than before.
For so many years, no matter how busy Feng Chengda was, he would come back to stay here at least three nights a week. When he was a child, he would watch TV with him, play with him, and sleep with him. When he went to school, Feng Chengda would sometimes tutor him. If he did well on his exams, Feng Chengda would take him to the amusement park. Every year on his birthday, Feng Chengda would prepare a surprise gift for him.
Luxury watches, luxury cars, designer clothes and shoes—Fengchengda can provide him with anything he desires.
But now that Feng Chengda has clearly divorced Yin He and no longer needs to go there to pretend to be there, he should be able to come back here every day. But who would have thought that Feng Chengda would come back even less often, and he would only be seen a few times a month.
Previously, Feng Changheng had seen Su Zi and Feng Chengda talk about how he was never home, but Feng Chengda mocked him instead. Feng Changheng clearly remembered what Feng Chengda said at the time: "I'm going to work to earn money, aren't I? Who do you think is to blame for all this? If it weren't for that time we went shopping together, would we have been photographed? Would I have been forced to divorce? Yin Changhong only has one biological daughter, Yin He. The Yin family business will be mine sooner or later. If it weren't for you, why would I have to work so hard? I'm in this state now, leaving early and returning late, having to smile at clients, isn't it all because of you? What right do you have to criticize me here?"
Since that argument, Feng Chengda has come home even less often, and Su Zi has also changed. She is no longer the gentle woman who speaks to her son in a tender tone, nor is she the virtuous woman who can spend a whole day preparing a table full of delicious dishes just so that Feng Chengda can come home in the evening, take a bite, and praise her with "Your cooking is so delicious."
She began to become increasingly taciturn, occasionally hysterical, and her eyes gradually filled with gloom. She always forced him to study hard in a stern tone, and if he did anything wrong, she would scold him harshly.
Sometimes, as long as Su Zi is certain that Feng Chengda won't be home that day, she will dress up carefully that night and stay out for a long time, sometimes even until the night is over.
On the day Feng Chengda went to get the divorce certificate, Feng Changheng was still smug, feeling that his desired family reunion was within reach and that his childhood wish had finally come true.
But reality gave him a harsh slap in the face.
"Where are you going dressed like this?" Feng Changheng clenched his fists, looking at his mother with a gloomy expression.
"Children shouldn't meddle in adult matters." Su Zi said as she picked up her handbag hanging on the wall, stood in front of the full-length mirror, and chose a bag that would match her outfit today.
Feng Changheng stood beside her, staring intently at her.
Su Zi's face still held lingering anger, but perhaps due to the urgency of the situation, she didn't bother to argue about her son's harsh tone. She simply said, "Then you'd better put away your temper. What have you been learning at school? Have you learned how to talk back to your elders? Reflect on yourself, and I'll settle the score with you when I get back!"
As they were talking, Su Zi had already chosen a suitable bag and went to the door to put on her shoes.
Feng Changheng remained standing in the same spot, staring at him with that cold gaze, his fists clenched so tightly at his sides that they made a cracking sound.
"Have you been seeing other men outside?" Feng Changheng asked coldly.
Su Zi paused, then turned around, finally meeting her son's gaze. Noticing the odd look in his eyes, Su Zi was speechless for a moment, then quickly found a reason to retort: "Are you questioning me? That's ridiculous. Your 'good father' is always out partying, you hardly ever see him, and he always smells of all sorts of perfume. Why don't you ever ask him if he's seeing other women? I've only been out a few times, and you're already questioning me? Well, you really are his good son. He's not home, so you help him control me, huh?"
After saying all that in one breath, Su Zi realized that it wasn't appropriate to say such things to her son. She had no choice but to suppress her anger, take a deep breath, and say in as gentle a voice as possible, "Aheng, Mom didn't mean to say those things to you just now. It's just that Dad hasn't been home these past few days, and Mom is just too angry. Mom didn't go looking for anyone. Mom just went to work. Feng Chengda is completely unreliable. If we want to live a good life in the future, we'll have to rely on Mom. Mom is the person who loves you the most in this world. Do you understand?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Changheng was stunned for a moment, and his slightly fierce gaze gradually softened, because he also realized that Feng Chengda had indeed changed and was no longer the same as before.
“Yes, I know, Mom,” Feng Changheng nodded.
"It's good that you understand your mother. I might come back a little late. Study hard at home and go to bed on time, okay?" Su Zi said.
As the door slammed shut, the entire room fell silent.
Feng Changheng stood alone in the empty hall, reminiscing about the past. He couldn't help but think how wonderful it would have been if he hadn't pestered Feng Chengda to take him out to play and celebrate his birthday with him on that day.
That way, the three of them won't be photographed by the media or exposed, and he can have more pocket money than he does now, and can invite classmates and friends to his parties anytime, anywhere, and everything will remain the same as before.
Unfortunately, time cannot be turned back, and there are no "what ifs" in the world.
Feng Changheng picked up his phone and opened it; it still showed the interface of his communication with Xiao Yanyan.
Among them, the three characters "Yin Chengjue" were like a curse, lingering in his mind.
Feng Changheng gripped his phone tightly and sent another text message to Xiao Yanyan.
Early the next morning after Yin Changhong's 70th birthday banquet, Yin Chengjue was awakened by a deadly ringing of a bell.
Yin Chengjue stretched his hand out from under the warm blankets and groped around for a while before finally finding the cell phone that had been ringing for quite some time under the bed.
"Hello?"
Yin Chengjue called "hello" several times, but there was no response. Curious, Yin Chengjue raised his phone and looked at the words "Second Brother" displayed on the screen, still somewhat confused: "When did I have a second brother?"
The person on the other end of the phone: "..."
After a two-second pause, Yin Chengjue finally came to his senses: "Ah, this isn't my phone."
Yin Chengjue looked to his side and saw that Rong Yu was still holding his other arm, sleeping soundly. Not wanting to disturb him, he could only say to the person on the other end of the phone, "Second brother, Xiao Yu is still asleep. What do you need him for? I can pass on your message."
Finally, a voice came from the other end, and it was an explosive outburst: "Who are you calling 'Second Brother'?! Who are you? Where's that little brat? Why is his phone in your hands?! Speak up!"
Even though Yin Chengjue wasn't on speakerphone, he could still feel the thunderous power of the voice, and couldn't help but marvel at how domineering his brother-in-law's voice truly was.
So Yin Chengjue honestly replied, "He was still asleep when his phone rang, so I answered it for him."
The voice on the other end said, "Shut up! I want to hear what he has to say! Give him the phone!"
Yin Chengjue: "Is this urgent? Do we really need to wake him up?"
Then the voices on the other end grew louder: "He's sleeping with some other man! How can this not be urgent?!"
Yin Chengjue: "Second brother, calm down. This matter doesn't need to be rushed. Anyway, I'm here, and I can't run away."
"...Don't let me know who you are, or you're dead!"
Yin Chengjue: "It seems he hasn't mentioned me to my second brother?"
The person on the other end retorted angrily, "Don't call me second brother! I'm not your second brother!"
Yin Chengjue quickly softened his voice as much as possible: "Calm down, calm down. What I mean is, since Xiaoyu hasn't mentioned me to you, I won't introduce myself for now. I'll bring a gift and pay a visit after he mentions me to you first. By the way, could I ask what your hobbies are, Second Brother? I'd like to choose a suitable gift..."
"Hey, I don't care! You just wait! I'm coming right now!"
Yin Chengjue exclaimed in surprise, "Nonsense? I've never heard of such a peculiar hobby before."
"Beep beep beep..."
Yin Chengjue: "Hello? Hello? You hung up already?"
Yin Chengjue looked at the call duration displayed on his phone and sighed helplessly.
Rong Yu was also woken up by the noise, and groggily rubbed against Yin Chengjue's arm: "Brother, what's wrong?"
Yin Chengjue handed him the phone: "I was half asleep, so I answered your call."
"Oh, who called?" Rong Yu was still a little confused.
Yin Chengjue touched his nose: "Hmm, it sounds like your second brother's call."
Rong Yu didn't react for a moment: "Oh, Second Brother, what did he say?"
Yin Chengjue: "He told me to wait, that he would be right there, but I didn't give him the address."
Rong Yu laughed upon hearing this: "Hey, it would be so easy for my second brother to trace a location by phone. If they didn't have that ability, they would have been laid off long ago... Wait? Who did you just say was this phone number?"
Rong Yu sat up with a start, the pain aggravating her injury, and she groaned as she fell into Yin Chengjue's arms.
"You said you received a call from your second brother, and he said he was coming over?!" Rong Yu's face turned pale instantly: "Quick, let's go!"
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