Chapter 467 It Can't Be Him
This was an idea that Old Zhao had thought about for a long time.
If Shi Nian doesn't go to him, he'll come over.
He's been memorizing these words for a long time, and he definitely has to use them!
But what should he do now that Shi Nian isn't acting according to the script?
Shi Nian looked at Grandpa Zhao warily and said, "You said that day that it was just a potted plant, and you wouldn't be stingy."
That was definitely what he said...
But... wait... wait a minute?
“So, sir, you can’t take it back,” Shi Nian said protectively, like a mother hen protecting her chicks. “If you like flowers and plants, I’ll choose a nice one and send it to you later.”
Thinking it over, Shi Nian added, "If you don't want me to see you, I'll have Xiao Yu take you there."
“No…” Old Zhao blurted out instinctively.
“Then I’ll deliver it to you myself,” Shi Nian said.
"No, no, you've confused me," said Old Zhao.
But Shi Nian just smiled.
"What I mean is, I'll give it to you if I want," Old Zhao said.
That's fine.
He was no longer a stingy old man.
"That's good." Shi Nian said, letting out a sigh of relief, and led Grandpa Zhao over to the sofa, seemingly to keep him away from the potted plant.
Shi Nian brought over the tea and said, "Grandpa, please have some tea."
Old Zhao snorted, then took the tea from Shi Nian's hand and took a sip.
After putting down his teacup, Old Zhao's gaze couldn't help but drift towards Shi Nian's table.
Shi Nian sat with her eyes fixed straight ahead, pouring herself a cup of tea.
"How is the little girl from the Zheng family doing?" Old Zhao suddenly asked.
"Is the old man referring to my mother?" Shi Nian asked.
"Hmm," Old Zhao replied.
Shi Nian put down her teacup.
“After my dad passed away, my mom raised me alone, and it wasn’t easy,” Shi Nian said, glancing at the table.
“She took me to work all over the place, it was very hard, and then…” Shi Nian paused slightly, lowered her eyes a little, and continued, “she remarried and took me with her.”
Old Zhao looked at Shi Nian's profile.
He had actually heard about these things, and he also heard that Shi Nian's stepfather used to beat her all the time, and was later sent to prison by Lu Yanzhi.
The office suddenly fell silent.
Both of them seemed lost in their memories and remained silent.
The steam from the tea on the table swirled upwards, filling the air with its aroma.
Outside the window is a clear blue sky, with clouds drifting slowly by.
Finally, Shi Nianxian pulled himself out of his memories.
"It's alright now. My mom, Yanmo, and I live together." Shi Nian said with a smile, looking at Grandpa Zhao.
Old Zhao looked at her subconsciously.
For some reason, he suddenly felt a pang of pity.
"Are you going to marry Huo Yanmo?" Old Zhao asked.
Shi Nian nodded: "That's right, it won't be long. All the families have already sent out invitations. Will Grandpa attend my and Yan Mo's wedding?"
Old Zhao wanted to say he wouldn't go, but looking into Shi Nian's eyes, he suddenly couldn't speak.
"Look at my schedule," Old Zhao said, glancing to the side. "If I don't have time, I won't go."
Shi Nian smiled slightly as she looked at the old man's profile.
If you don't have time, you won't go; does that mean you'll go whenever you have time?
Old Zhao didn't hear Shi Nian speak, so he turned around and saw Shi Nian smiling at him.
Old Zhao was filled with mixed feelings.
This face looks more like Zheng Shuhui, but her personality and behavior are more like Shi Yichen.
Back then, Shi Yichen made his daughter look so bad. Later, out of spite, she impulsively married a man she didn't love, living a seemingly glamorous life on the surface but corrupt inside.
However, he didn't seem to dislike Shi Yichen's daughter, Shi Nian.
Moreover... actually, he didn't dislike Shi Yichen at first, otherwise he wouldn't have allowed his daughter to eat those meals with him. It was all because of what happened later.
no!
Old Zhao suddenly came to his senses.
He can't let Shi Nian find out!
Fortunately, Shi Nian had already picked up her tea and was drinking it again, and wasn't looking at him anymore.
Old Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.
He thought for a moment, then walked over to her computer.
The photos Huo Yanmo had sent her were still on her computer desktop.
"Are these your wedding photos?" Old Zhao asked.
Shi Nian walked over, nodded, and said, "Yes, I'm choosing one."
Looking at the couple's wedding photos, Old Zhao's expression was complicated.
"Actually, among the younger generation, I prefer Lu Yanzhi," he said.
She looked at him for about three seconds, then said, "Grandpa, he is my ex-husband."
“And…” Shi Nian smiled and said, “Our divorce wasn’t amicable.”
Old Zhao had also heard about it; it was said that a minor internet celebrity had gotten involved and become a third party.
However, I heard that the other woman is wanted by the police.
I also heard that Lu Yanzhi later pursued Shi Nian again.
"Perhaps we can try again?" Old Zhao suggested.
“No.” Shi Nian smiled. “It can be anyone, but it can’t be him.”
Shi Nian smiled, but there was no smile in her eyes.
She was smiling, but she looked very sad.
Between her and Lu Yanzhi lay the life of their child.
In that dark stairwell, Shi Nian, who once loved Lu Yanzhi, had died.
After he pushed her off the stairs and abandoned her, there was no possibility for them to be together again.
Even after they learned that it was Han Wei who used her influence to push things forward.
But it's true that the child is gone.
His recklessness is real.
It's true that she almost died and is nearly infertile.
Seeing that Old Master Zhao was somewhat dazed, Shi Nian continued, "Besides, I love Yan Mo."
This one sentence brought Old Zhao back to his senses.
"Oh, I misspoke," said Old Zhao.
"It's alright," Shi Nian said gently.
My gaze shifted to the picture frame on the table.
She reached out and gently stroked it.
Then, she withdrew her hand, took a deep breath, and looked at Old Man Zhao again.
"Grandpa, is there anything else?" Shi Nian asked.
"Oh, it's nothing, I was just passing by," Old Zhao said, then pretended to be busy and checked the time. "I should go back too."
"Okay, I'll see you out." Shi Nian said, following beside Old Master Zhao, opening the door, and walking outside together.
Xiaoyu and Old Zhao's secretary were chatting happily when they saw the two of them come out and stopped talking.
Shi Nian looked at Xiao Yu: "Xiao Yu, have you figured out everything about the flower shop?"
Xiaoyu nodded: "I've already sent them my contact information and address, and I've also told my childhood friend's mom."
“Yes, very good,” Shi Nian replied, then looked at the old man.
Old Zhao nodded and beckoned his secretary to walk out together.
Shi Nian followed along, saying she would escort him to the elevator.
In the empty corridor, Old Zhao walked along while secretly glancing at Shi Nian.
He wanted to say something, but couldn't bring himself to say it.
As I was thinking, I tripped and almost fell.
"Chairman!" the secretary exclaimed.
If this old man were to fall like this, he might break his bones.
Just as Old Zhao was thinking he might have to stay in the hospital for a few months, a hand steadily supported him.
Old Zhao turned around and saw Shi Nian's smiling face.
"Grandpa, be careful," Shi Nian said, helping Grandpa Zhao to his feet.
The secretary broke out in a cold sweat and immediately came over to help Old Zhao.
Old Zhao also wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Thank you," he said.
"No need for thanks, it's my duty," Shi Nian said, noting that this was the entrance to Yi Shi's place.
Shi Nian escorted the old man to his car downstairs before leaving.
The driver started the car, and Old Zhao sat in the back seat. His secretary in the passenger seat said with lingering fear, "Chairman, that just now scared me to death."
Old Zhao glared at her irritably, then lowered the partition in the back seat.
Old Zhao was all alone there. After thinking for a moment, he took out his phone, found the number saved as his daughter's, and dialed it.
Someone answered the phone shortly afterward.
"Dad?" came the voice on the other end of the phone. "What's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything?"
Old Zhao's expression was complicated.
"Xin Xin, I think I made a mistake," Old Zhao said guiltily.
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