He is his grandfather's grandson, but in the past twenty years, he has only inherited Shen Guangjing's coolness. He thought he was gradually getting better, but now it seems that his affection is not one ten thousandth as deep as his grandfather's for his grandmother.
"Never...never again." Shen Jingjue was stunned for a long time before he spoke in a trembling voice.
Tang Qiaoer put her watery fingers on his lips and smiled softly, "Well, definitely, never again."
...
The young couple had dinner happily with Shen Nanhuai, and Secretary Xu also sent someone to buy fireworks.
Shen Nanhuai was sitting in a wheelchair, smiling as he watched his grandson and granddaughter-in-law light up gorgeous fireworks not far away. The two young men lit up fairy sticks and drew circles in their hands, as happy as two children celebrating the New Year.
"Look, the second young master's smile is so bright and cheerful."
Secretary Xu brought a fleece blanket and carefully covered Shen Nanhuai's legs, "I still remember that when the second young master first came to you, he was only as high as your waist. He was wearing ill-fitting clothes and was thin and tall. Black and small, so pitiful."
Shen Nanhuai nodded with emotion, "Yes, in a flash, he is already a big shot who can stand alone."
Secretary Xu sighed: "Before the second young master met Miss Tang, he had never smiled like this. He had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders and painful hatred in his heart. He had never been so happy as he is now. But fortunately... .....Miss Tang redeemed him, and everything is over."
"Xiao Xiao, this is not only a gift from God to me, but also to my grandson." Shen Nanhuai's eyes were warm and he was infected by the happy scene in front of him.
What a golden boy and a beautiful couple...
Just like he and his beloved wife who passed away many years ago.
"Tonghua has traveled thousands of miles, and even the Korean language never stops. The heart is like a double silk net, knotted and attached..."
Suddenly, the mobile phone in Shen Nanhuai's coat pocket vibrated, pulling him back from his misty thoughts.
He took it out and took a look, and his pupils suddenly shrank!
Secretary Xu also looked at the screen in confusion, and then was surprised: "Is it... the eldest young master?"
"Old Xu, push me in."
Shen Nanhuai and Secretary Xu returned to the living room. He took a deep breath and picked up.
On the screen, Shen Jingzhe's pale and elegant face with a hint of confusion and morbidity suddenly appeared, showing a friendly smile to Shen Nanhuai.
"Grandpa, long time no see, are you okay?"
Shen Nanhuai's expression was a little unnatural, "I'm fine. Jingzhe, how are you doing over there?
From what I see, your complexion... doesn't look very energetic. Do you insist on taking your medicine? Do you have regular check-ups? If you feel uncomfortable in any way, please tell me and your dad in time so that we can go and see you. "
"Grandpa, please don't worry. My health is getting better day by day. As your grandson, I have been gone for so many years and have not been able to fulfill my filial piety in front of you and my father. I am very ashamed.
I will recover from my illness... cough cough cough... I hope to return to you and my father as soon as possible. " Shen Jingzhe coughed a few times in pain, and his eyes, which exuded a faint soft light, were filled with mist.
Shen Nanhuai said hurriedly: "Look, you are still very ill. Don't force it, just concentrate on recuperating abroad. Your father and I both understand you and will never blame you."
During the conversation, Shen Jingjue and Tang Qiaoer's laughter could be heard, and the young couple seemed to be coming this way.
Shen Nanhuai's heart tightened, "Jingzhe, grandpa has something to do. I will contact you in two days."
"Grandpa, what are you afraid of?"
Shen Jingzhe's eyes were like a mysterious jungle, but his tone was filled with sadness, "Jingjue is your grandson, am I not the same?"
"You think too much, I..."
"Are you so unwilling to see my face, do you... hate me so much?"
