Chapter 31 031 A loving mother and a filial son.

Tang Sijia looked at Shi Chuan in a ridiculous way.

The boy looked serious and harmless, as if he was really asking her a question, not urging her to divorce her husband.

Tang Sijia only found it funny and ironic: "Shi Chuan, Langzhou and I are a legal couple. What our relationship is has nothing to do with you, an outsider."

Langzhou.

Outsider.

Shi Chuan listened to her words about the two people, who were so different from each other, and his expression was dazed for a moment: "Sister, you also said that I am your family."

"You also said that my hands are more beautiful than Lu Langzhou's."

"You said that you like to have me by your side."

"Also, you will take me to meet your friends and colleagues..."

Tang Sijia's face gradually turned pale. She stared at the person in front of her who mentioned the past herself who was fooled around again and again, and suddenly felt that his appearance became terrifying: "Then what?" Her voice became indifferent.

"What do you want to prove by saying this?"

Shi Chuan looked down at her: "I want to prove that we are the most suitable, I want us to go back to the days before..."

The crisp sound of "slap" rang out in the hazy winter night.

Tang Sijia slapped him hard on the left face.

Shi Chuan's cheek turned to the side, standing there motionless. Under the street light, a dark red mark could be seen on his face immediately.

Tang Sijia's palm was numbed by the shock, and she stared at him with rapid breathing, without any emotion in her eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, Shi Chuan slowly turned his face, without any expression of anger after being hit. He just gently rubbed the place where she hit him with the back of his hand, looked at her again, and then laughed softly: "I don't feel disgusted when you touch me this time."

Tang Sijia stared at him: "Langzhou and I will not divorce, and it is even more impossible for me to go back to the past with you."

She responded to him word by word with what he had said before: "There will never be a future between us."

Putting down this sentence, Tang Sijia turned and left.

Shi Chuan still stood there. Under the cold appearance, his heart seemed to have grown countless barbs, piercing his flesh and blood.

He looked at the woman's back for a long time, and then slowly said: "Lu Langzhou has a very harmonious family. It seems that my sister likes him."

Tang Sijia's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Shi Chuan took a few steps towards her: "Is one of the reasons why my sister chose Lu Langzhou because of his happy and loving family?"

His voice was hoarse and soft: "His father is a small supervisor of a food company. He is taciturn and has not had the opportunity to be promoted for many years; his mother is a community worker, warm and hospitable but also a little mercenary; my sister is a dancer in a ballet troupe, and she has always wanted to be the lead dancer, but she has always been a side dancer."

Tang Sijia stood stiffly in front, a chill slowly creeping up her back, her eardrums beating violently, and the emotion called anger kept surging in her chest.

"...even," Shi Chuan said, "his father has an older sister and a younger brother. The older sister married in the south and has a daughter. The family atmosphere is pretty good. The younger brother stayed in the neighboring city and has a son and a daughter. They often quarrel and the family atmosphere is very bad." "

Of course, my sister hasn't seen these people yet."

Tang Sijia turned around and looked at him in disbelief: "What did you do..."

"Don't look at me like that, sister," Shi Chuan's eyes gradually became dark, and there was danger that even black contact lenses could not block. "I just want to help you get rid of some unnecessary troubles."

"But now you are the biggest trouble to me!" Tang Sijia said coldly.

Shi Chuan fell silent, his long and dense eyelashes trembled, and soon he smiled nonchalantly: "It's too cold outside, it's frozen your voice."

"Let's find a warm place and continue chatting."

Tang Sijia looked at him.

At this moment, she finally realized once again that he and she were from two different worlds, and realized that she had never really seen him clearly.

- A proud, result-oriented madman.

Shi Chuan knew that she would not refuse, so he walked forward and wanted to take the shrimp and vegetables from her hand.

But the moment he approached her, she reacted greatly and avoided him without any physical contact with him.

Shi Chuan's hand stopped in mid-air, and he stood up after a while and looked not far away.

The tall bodyguard walked over from the front of the car and took the things: "Miss Tang, this way."

"I'll take a taxi myself." Tang Sijia said calmly.

The bodyguard looked at Shi Chuan, who was pale, but still smiled: "The car was picked up yesterday, sister, don't worry about sitting."

"I'll take another one."

Tang Sijia glanced at him, and followed the bodyguard forward with a faint expression.

The brand new Cullinan was driving on the road, and the black Maybach followed quietly behind.

Tang Sijia looked at the night view outside the window calmly. When the surrounding scenery gradually became familiar, she suddenly felt particularly ironic in her heart.

Shi Chuan brought her to the old and dilapidated rental house on the sixth floor.

The voice-activated lights lit up one floor at a time, and the sound of children crying and dogs barking in the distance could be heard faintly.

Tang Sijia didn't even glance around, but walked up to the sixth floor without looking around, as if she was completing a task .

"After you moved out, no one lived here. I contacted the landlord and bought this place." In contrast to her indifference, Shi Chuan's tone was very similar to the six months of disguise in the past.

Tang Sijia didn't respond. Shi

Chuan opened the door, and immediately a hazy yellow light poured down, illuminating the darkness in the room. Tang Sijia

looked up, and the light bulb that was replaced when she moved out was replaced with the previous petal light at some point.

The cramped rental house was still empty when she moved out, but now it has become exactly the same as before.

The original wood coffee table, the dopamine-colored carpet, a few familiar books scattered on the carpet, and a bed surrounded by phantom yarn.

It seems that someone else still lives here.

"Do you remember, sister?" Shi Chuan obviously talked more when he walked into the house. He looked at the window, "Every time we came home from outside, we could always see each other early at the window."

Tang Sijia looked in the direction of his finger.

She only remembered that on the day he left, she stood there, watching him - the man who had deceived her for a long time got into the luxury car and drove away.

"And here," Shi Chuan walked towards the carpet, "You said you like to sit on it barefoot the most, it makes you feel at home."

Tang Sijia was silent.

Now she has long lost the habit of sitting on the carpet.

"There should have been lace sewn by you on the curtains of the partition, but I am not as dexterous as my sister." Shi Chuan actually showed an almost shy smile.

Tang Sijia looked at him, without any emotion in her eyes.

Shi Chuan met her indifferent gaze, froze for a few seconds, and then returned to normal: "There is also the kitchen. We often cook dinner together, watch movies, and then hug, kiss, and make love. You like to play with my hands. You said that this is the most beautiful hand with the longest fingers you have ever seen, and it also likes you very much..."

He told those things in the past, trying to awaken her past memories, let her remember that they also had a good past, and persuade her to accept to go back to the past with him and start over.

But the next second, he saw Tang Sijia trotting towards the bathroom with a pale face.

The bathroom door was slammed shut with a few painful sounds of retching.

This was her response to him.

The smile froze at the corner of his lips. Shi Chuan didn't know how long he stood there, and the bathroom door was opened.

Tang Sijia's expression was still pale, and because of the cold water, her lips were bright red.

"How do you know about Langzhou's family?" She stood two meters away from him and asked about other men.

Shi Chuan stared at her calm expression, trying to find the slightest crack.

But there was none.

She only cared about the man named Lu.

There was a knock on the door, and the bodyguard brought up the ingredients that Tang Sijia had bought earlier.

Shi Chuan took it and closed the door: "Make dinner first."

"I just want to know about Lang Zhou."

"...I'll tell you after dinner."

This time, Tang Sijia didn't say anything.

Shi Chuan carried the ingredients to the kitchen as if he was familiar with the place. The pots and pans were perfectly restored. He cooked the sweet shrimps, prepared the seasoning, and started to prepare the vegetables.

About half an hour later, he brought out a plate of garlic oil wheat, a plate of broccoli, and a plate of tempting sweet shrimps.

Tang Sijia looked at the dishes without moving his chopsticks.

Shi Chuan put a peeled shrimp on the plate in front of her: "Let's celebrate my sister's official promotion to team leader today."

Tang Sijia waited for him to finish: "Can you tell me now? What are you going to do to Langzhou's family?"

Shi Chuan's movements froze for a long time, and then he slowly peeled the shrimps one by one. The plump shrimp meat appeared in her bowl in an orderly manner.

"What do you think I will do, sister?" Shi Chuan said quietly, "Let his parents lose their jobs completely and lose their source of income at an old age? Let his sister never be qualified to lead the dance and break her dream? Let his relatives and friends be implicated because of him?"

"And then force him to choose between his family and you?"

Tang Sijia did not speak.

Shi Chuan laughed: "This is easy for me."

Tang Sijia looked up suddenly and looked at him in fear.

"But I don't want you to look at me like that now," Shi Chuan avoided her gaze, "So, don't worry, I won't do anything to him, and I won't give him the chance to make you pity him."

"Let's make a bet, sister."

"You say, if I can make his father, who has worked diligently for more than ten years, successfully promoted to vice president, give his mother a sum of money that can satisfy her little materialistic desires, let his sister become the lead dancer of the dance troupe, let his relatives have a higher level of living environment because of him, and let his children go to the best school." "

By that time, what choice will he make? Will his family still be the home you yearn for?"

Tang Sijia's pupils quickly dilated and her eyes trembled.

She knew what he meant.

If he threatened Lu Langzhou with his family, she might choose to divorce, but there would always be regrets between her and Langzhou.

But what if Lu Langzhou gave up on her?

She couldn't blame anyone.

Seeking benefits and avoiding harm is human instinct.

"Aren't you afraid that I will tell Langzhou that this is just a trap you set?" Tang Sijia heard that she had no confidence in her threat.

Shi Chuan smiled softly: "I wish my sister would tell him."

"In this way, any hesitation he has will become a knot in your heart."

"...You are so terrible." Tang Sijia murmured.

"I just miss you too much, sister," Shi Chuan refuted her, and then thought of something, and said in a bewitching tone, gently and cruelly, "In fact, sister, he has made a choice."

Tang Sijia looked up in confusion, and suddenly reacted the next second: "Langzhou's case during this period is you..."

"For his own career, you can't find anyone to share the joy of promotion."

"You have only been married for two weeks, and it's already like this, sister, are you going to endure him for the rest of your life?"

"Langzhou is for our better life in the future," Tang Sijia said, "for our common home."

"Then has he ever asked you if this is the home you want?" Shi Chuan asked back.

Tang Sijia's face turned pale, and he could not help but refute with the sharpest words: "What kind of family do I want? I don't want a disgusting family full of deception and exploitation."

Shi Chuan froze, his heart seemed to be heavily pressed by a huge rock, and the last shrimp in his hand slipped out and fell on the plate.

The phone rang in the dead silence.

Tang Sijia took out his cell phone, looked at the word "Langzhou" on the screen, calmed down, and picked up the phone: "Hello, Langzhou."

"Sijia, sorry, I was busy just now and just saw your message," Lu Langzhou's apologetic voice rang through the microphone, "Congratulations on your promotion to team leader. Let's have a meal together this weekend to celebrate."

"Okay," Tang Sijia responded softly, and clenched the phone tightly for a long time, "Langzhou, are you still busy?"

"I'm a little free now, and I may need to work overtime to organize case files in the evening. What's the matter, Sijia?"

Tang Sijia opened her mouth: "...Can you pick me up now?"

"I want to go home."

"Now?" The sound of flipping through documents gradually disappeared on the other end of the phone. Lu Langzhou hesitated, "Sijia, did something happen to you?"

Tang Sijia's throat shrank, and she laughed softly: "It's nothing, I just bought some things at the rental house before, and I couldn't get a taxi..."

Later, her voice gradually became lower: "Actually, you don't have to pick me up..."

"Sijia, wait for me for a while," Lu Langzhou interrupted her, "I have more than an hour to rest. I can pick you up now and send you home first."

Shi Chuan's fingers gradually tightened.

"Okay." Tang Sijia replied in a low voice.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Sijia stood up: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, Langzhou is here to pick me up."

This time there was no hesitation, she turned around and left.

When she walked to the door, Shi Chuan's voice rang out: "Then why don't you dare to tell him that you are with me?"

Tang Sijia's hand on the door handle paused, without looking back: "You know, Shi Chuan."

"The thing I regret most now is going to the hotel and picking you up here."

The sound of doors opening and closing rang out, and the woman's figure completely disappeared.

Shi Chuan still sat there, looking at the hill of shrimp shells in front of him.

"Shi Chuan, don't peel them for me all the time, eat them yourself too!" The woman smiled and came to him, feeding a delicious shrimp to his mouth.

In a trance, he seemed to have hallucinations, hallucinations about the past.

Shi Chuan wiped his fingers vigorously, stood up and walked to the window sill.

The woman had gone downstairs, alone.

Not long after, a black Audi drove over, and there was a slight smile on her face. She got in the car and drove away.

Did she watch him leave like this at the beginning?

Shi Chuan suddenly felt a severe headache.

Afterwards, the power of Tang Sijia's last sentence began to show.

Obviously in the "surprise" of the black doll, she said that she was glad to bring him home from the hotel and that they became a family.

But now, she said that this was the thing she regretted the most.

She regretted it.

What about the "I love you" she said in person?

Shi Chuan pulled himself out of his thoughts and decided not to think about this question anymore.

He finished the food in front of him bit by bit, and then sent a message to the familiar number saying "Congratulations on your promotion".

It was already past eleven o'clock in the evening when he returned to his residence in Beijing.

The fingerprint lock opened with a "beep", and Shi Chuan pushed open the door, but he stopped when he saw a figure wearing a black velvet cheongsam in the empty and silent living room.

Zhou Qing held a bunch of fresh red roses with green leaves, and her slender fingers fiddled with the petals bit by bit.

When she heard the door open, she didn't look up: "There is an antique vase on your grandmother's private plane, so I cut a few roses from the garden in Haicheng, but I didn't expect to have more."

"It's a pity that your residence doesn't have a vase for display. The branches were so beautiful, but they are about to wilt."

Shi Chuan walked forward calmly: "You don't need a vase now, do you?"

"Yes, there is no need." Zhou Qing sighed softly, turned around slowly, walked to him elegantly, looked at him carefully, and the next second, suddenly raised her hand and hit him in the face with the rose.

The petals and branches scattered and fell to the ground. The thorns scratched the boy's thin cheek, leaving a thin blood mark in an instant, and a few drops of blood oozed out.

Shi Chuan's figure did not move, standing there quietly.

"I stayed in the Jiang family for twenty years for you," Zhou Qing looked at him coldly, "I gave you life, gave you the best resources, and gave you company day and night, but at the last moment, for a ridiculous relationship, you ran back to your father's territory and were controlled by him."

"Chris, you are childish and disappoint me."

Shi Chuan stood there expressionlessly, and the blood slid down his cheek and sank into the white collar.

"Has my mother ever been proud of me?" he asked.

Zhou Qing frowned and looked at him: "If you go back to Haicheng now, I will have plenty of opportunities to be proud of you in the future."

Shi Chuan chuckled: "What if I don't go back?"

Zhou Qing's face changed: "Do you really plan to stay here forever? Will you always be suppressed by that cold-blooded man, or do you feel the ridiculous fatherly love from him and want to betray me with him?"

"The word betrayal is too serious," Shi Chuan wiped the blood beads on his cheek, "I just don't want to go back."

Zhou Qing gradually calmed down: "Is it for that girl named Tang?"

"As far as I know, she is married and in love with her husband. Do you want to stay here and be an unknown and despicable third party?"

I don't know which words touched Shi Chuan's nerves, his originally smiling face tightened, he stared at her straight, and suddenly said after a while: "This is also considered as like mother, like son, didn't your mother follow a man for twenty years without any name or status."

"And he's a rotten guy." He added.

Zhou Qing's expression changed drastically: "What did you say?"

As if he was afraid that she didn't understand, Shi Chuan deliberately repeated it in English: "Like mother, like son."

Zhou Qing raised her hand suddenly and was about to slap him on the left cheek.

This time, she failed.

Shi Chuan held her wrist and said in a very light tone: "Not today."

"Shi Chuan!" Zhou Qing looked at him hatefully, "Do you really think that if you are willing to be the third party, the girl will want you?"

"Don't dream, she is much more moral than your Jiang family."

"And you, once a scandal occurs, what awaits you is to be completely deprived of the qualification of the heir of the group. At that time, you will have nothing, what can you use to feed your love that cannot be seen in the light?"

"You can't leave the road I paved for you..."

Zhou Qing couldn't finish her words.

Shi Chuan walked to the study, and when he came out, he threw her a file bag.

The photos inside were scattered.

Jiang Ying was racing and reveling with several local noble men in the Middle East, and she was so happy that she didn't want to leave.

Jiang Su was in a private villa in the United States with a few dandies, and he was decadent and incompetent.

Shi Chuan smiled gently: "What mother should do now is to thoroughly investigate whether Jiang Huaian has other children who suddenly appeared. Apart from that, I don't think the road you paved has any reference value." "

After all, if it really worked, how could that cold-blooded man you mentioned abandon you abroad for eight years, and you were helpless?"

Zhou Qing looked at the photos in front of her with a pale face. Some of them could only be taken from angles that required very close people.

She suddenly remembered Shi Ya's meaningful words at the dinner last time: It is enough for brothers to kill each other twice.

She thought that Shi Chuan had dealt with Jiang Su twice, kidnapping once and Nanshan once.

Now, she vaguely guessed that Jiang Ying's transfer to the Middle East was probably related to him.

And Shi Ya knew all this.

Even acquiesced.

"When did you understand all this?"

"Are you talking about Jiang Ying, mother?" Shi Chuan was as docile as the most well-behaved child in the world. "When I was sixteen, I mistakenly sent a cross-border cooperation plan of RE Company to William, but I didn't expect it to be intercepted by Jiang Ying."

"After she adopted it, I found that there were some big loopholes in it. Unfortunately, it was too late."

Zhou Qing looked at him in astonishment.

He kept saying "sent by mistake", but the words "I did it on purpose" were clearly written in his eyes.

She remembered that time when Jiang Ying caused Hansi to lose billions of dollars, and Jiang Huaian transferred her to the Middle East in anger.

"Besides these, what else do you have?" Zhou Qing asked in fear.

"There are many things you can and can't think of," Shi Chuan smiled, "but mother, don't worry, I will destroy everything about you."

"Why?"

"Tang Sijia likes a harmonious and loving family atmosphere. Unfortunately, we don't have this."

"So I hope that when I bring her back to see you in the future, you can work with me to create an illusion of a loving mother and a filial son."