Chapter 147 The debt of gratitude has been repaid, and all benevolence and righteousness have been exhausted.



Chapter 147 The debt of gratitude has been repaid, and all benevolence and righteousness have been exhausted.

Yan Yunye looked up at his adoptive father, who stood against the light, as if gazing at a mountain that could never be surpassed.

Two roads.

One is a path to humiliation, the other is a path to utter death.

He finally realized that he had never had any chance of winning.

He lost not only Su Ruan, but also the faith and reliance he had depended on for the past twelve years.

For twelve years, Yan Tingnan has been like a father and a teacher to him.

He was given a comfortable life and everything that others envied, but he was never pressured by his status as Yang Zechuan's son.

This is the first time.

He used his most respected biological father to lash out at his most unbearable present.

The feeling of humiliation hit me like a ton of bricks, and it hurt more than a punch.

He recalled the inscription on his father's tombstone that read "The heroes will live forever," and the faded group photo of his comrades-in-arms in Yan Tingnan's study.

Two equally proud men, one shed his blood on the battlefield, the other raised his son.

And what about him?

What did he become?

A good-for-nothing who is obsessed with love, can't stand losing, and keeps making a fuss.

indeed.

He doesn't deserve to be Yang Zechuan's son.

They are even less worthy of Yan Tingnan's continued efforts to discipline them.

He knew that the two choices Yan Tingnan gave him were the last remaining benefits that his biological father, Yang Zechuan, had risked his life for.

He can only make the right choice.

Yan Yunye closed his eyes, his Adam's apple bobbed violently, and finally squeezed out a broken syllable from between his teeth.

"I choose one."

"I'll behave myself when I go overseas..."

"When I see her, I will call her stepmother."

Looking at Yan Yunye's deathly pale face, Yan Tingnan felt no pleasure.

There was only a deep weariness.

Yang Zechuan's dying words still echo in my ears.

At that time, Yan Yunye was only ten years old. He timidly tugged at his clothes with his eyes, like a little dog getting wet in the rain.

He is not a cold-blooded person; after twelve years, he has developed feelings for even a dog.

But this bond was repeatedly eroded by Yan Yunye's foolishness and stubbornness.

He gave them chances, more than once.

Suspension is a warning, and the revocation of power is a punishment.

But he chose the worst path of all.

He entangled with Su Ruan, touching the bottom line that he would never tolerate.

Then don't blame him for pruning this crooked tree himself.

Su Ruan was the only wildfire that ignited in his dark life, and it was his willing fall into ruin.

Whoever tries to extinguish this fire will become Yan Tingnan's mortal enemy.

Even one's own son is not acceptable.

Besides, they're not even blood relatives.

The debt of gratitude for being raised has been fully repaid, and all benevolence and righteousness have been exhausted.

"Remember the path you chose today."

"Your plane ticket and transfer order will be delivered to your apartment tonight."

"Leave Beijing before next Monday."

"In overseas branches, you start from the bottom. Nobody will know whose son you are."

How high you can climb depends on your own ability.

"If you can't get up, don't come back."

"Once you step out of this door, forget what you shouldn't remember, and cut off what you shouldn't think about."

After saying that, he stopped looking at Yan Yunye, turned around and opened the door to the lounge.

The brilliant light from outside poured in, illuminating his cold and upright back.

"Clean yourself up and get out."

The door closed gently.

This dim world isolated all of Yan Yunye's embarrassment, collapse, and resentment.

The world has gone mad.

He's gone mad too.

...

Su Ruan left the lounge and went straight to the restroom.

The cold light shone down on her face as she lowered her head and slowly washed her hands.

A slender figure walked in slowly and stopped in front of the mirror beside her.

Lin Xuqiu.

She wore a long, dark blue Chinese-style dress and exuded elegance.

She looked up and met Su Ruan's gaze through the mirror, a smile curving her lips.

"Miss Su, what a coincidence."

Su Ruan turned off the tap and slowly wiped her fingers with a tissue.

He smiled slightly and spoke in a gentle tone.

"Mrs. Lin."

"The moon is beautiful tonight, and everything is auspicious."

Lin Xuqiu walked slowly closer, stopped in front of the adjacent sink, and looked Su Ruan up and down.

"The dress is beautiful and suits you very well."

She slowly and deliberately turned on the tap.

Su Ruan responded with a slight smile.

"Mrs. Lin, you look especially radiant tonight."

"Not as dazzling as Miss Su."

The sound of flowing water stopped abruptly.

Lin Xuqiu took out a tissue to wipe his hands, and looked closely at Su Ruan through the mirror.

"Last time at Miss Su's studio, you said you would give me a satisfactory result before the Mid-Autumn Festival."

The smile on her face faded slightly as she gently placed the wad of tissues on the table.

"The banquet is now halfway over, the marriage is proceeding as planned, and all is well."

"The house is now packed with guests, all waiting to witness the reunion of the Yan and Lin families through marriage."

"Is this what Miss Su told me?"

Su Ruan met her gaze without flinching or avoiding it.

"Mrs. Lin, the best show is always the grand finale."

"The banquet is not over, and the game of chess is not over."

"Good news may already be on its way."

Her tone was flat, revealing neither truth nor falsehood.

Lin Xuqiu stared at her quietly for two seconds, then suddenly smiled.

"Miss Su, you're even more cunning than I thought."

"They play the game of feigning compliance and stalling tactics, and they've got a whole repertoire of them."

She took a half step forward, lowering her voice so that only the two of them could hear her.

"But I have limited patience, and I hate it when people try to fob me off with empty words."

"I chose you not so that you could play delaying tactics with me."

Su Ruan met her approaching gaze and suddenly smiled.

"Mrs. Lin, you seem to have misunderstood something."

"I only said that the marriage alliance would not work out."

"As for why it won't work out, or when it won't work out, that's my business."

Lin Xuqiu's expression suddenly turned cold.

"Okay, very good."

“Ms. Su, I gave you a chance and I gave you time.”

"I thought you were a smart person, someone who knew how to assess the situation and, more importantly, how to write the word 'integrity'."

"I thought we shared the same goals and were allies."

"But now it seems that Miss Su enjoys the ambiguity of playing both sides?"

Lin Xuqiu straightened up, her posture elegant.

"This is a rare opportunity, don't miss it."

"Now, I've decided to end this farce in my own way."

"I'm informing you, not discussing it."

Su Ruan listened quietly, without showing the panic that Lin Xuqiu had expected.

She tilted her head slightly, as if in thought, and then a faint smile returned to her lips.

"Please proceed, Madam Lin."

Her eyes were clear and bright, without a trace of timidity.

A hint of surprise flashed across Lin Xuqiu's eyes.

She hadn't expected Su Ruan to react this way.

This feeling of being out of control made Lin Xuqiu very unhappy.

"Miss Su seems quite confident?"

Her tone turned colder.

Su Ruan did not answer her question. She glanced at her watch, her posture humble but implying that she wanted to leave.

"The banquet should be getting down to business soon, isn't Mrs. Lin going back to oversee things?"

"After all, you are an important guest tonight."

After a long while, Lin Xuqiu slowly took a breath.

"very good."

"I also hope that your confidence can last until the very end."

"No need for Madam Lin to trouble herself."

After saying that, she stopped looking at Lin Xuqiu's expression and left the restroom with composed steps.

After leaving, Su Ruan raised her hand and touched the diamond ring on her ring finger.

It gives me a sense of peace of mind for no reason.

A storm is brewing.

She knew that Lin Xuqiu's patience had truly run out.

Let's see whose storm is bigger.

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