These are the debts owed by the Hai Family, and no matter how they are treated, it is deserved. However, Sheng Ningās choice made them all feel ashamed.
No wonder the Su Family pampers her to the point of lawlessness. If anyone had such a granddaughter, they would protect her too.
"Youāre overpraising me. Iām not doing this for others, just for Anāan," Sheng Ning said lightly.
"Hmm!"
Ji Lihua nodded, seeing that Sheng Ning was not inclined to talk, he didnāt disturb him and quietly stood by the door.
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After taking a shower, Su Huaiāan went to Mr. Suās room and saw the old man lifeless. He hung his head, his heart aching, wanting to cry out loud, yet tears wouldnāt fall.
He is the eldest grandson of the Su Family. With his grandfather in a critical condition and his father missing, the future and the burdens of the Su Family now rested entirely on his shoulders. Previously, there was his father and grandfather to be the pillars of the Su Family, shielding him from storms.
Now he must stand up. It is not the time to cry, but to be strong.
"Grandfather." Su Huaiāan held the old manās thin hand, bending down to place a gentle kiss on it, "Grandfather, itās Huaiāan. Can you hear me?"
The old man in deep sleep slowly opened his cloudy eyes, struggling to look at Su Huaiāan, and with difficulty, after quite a while, he weakly said, "Is it my eldest grandson?"
"Yes, itās me."
At last, waiting for his grandsonās return, a tear slid from Mr. Suās eye, "Still, the eldest... grandson is good, didnāt cry."
"Grandfather, I am a comrade of the people, and a grandson of an old revolutionary, how can I cry so easily?" Su Huaiāan smiled, yet his refined face could draw tears from others.
"Good... good!" Mr. Su was very satisfied with this grandson. Since childhood, wherever he went, this grandson was his pride. His old friends envied him to the core.
"Is your father... back?"
"Soon, grandfather, wait a bit longer, he will be back shortly." Su Huaiāan unwittingly tightened his grip on the old manās hand. He squeezed hard, but the old man couldnāt feel it anymore.
Mr. Su laboriously opened his eyes, "I... Iām afraid I canāt wait."
"Grandfather, you must wait for my father. If he canāt see you one last time, he will never be at peace his entire life."
"I... I will wait..." The old man strained to close his eyes, sinking back into sleep. The doctor at his side quickly administered an IV injection.
"How is he?"
The doctor shook his head, "The old leader canāt hold on much longer. Please find President Su as soon as possible, otherwise..."
Otherwise, he might truly miss the last moment.
Actually, seeing his eldest son one last time is the old leaderās obsession. Now he is entirely struggling to hold on, desperately prolonging his life. This kind of persistence is extremely painful.
The whole body has long lost sensation, held together by that last breath.
"I understand!" Su Huaiāan stood up and glanced back, seeing Sheng Ning standing dazed at the door. "Cousin... donāt be sad."
"Hmm!" She thought she would comfort Su Huaiāan not to be sad, but unexpectedly, he comforted her.
The gentle university professor, within him, is the same iron-blooded strength as his uncle. The men of the Su Family deserve a fresh perspective.
The two walked out together, the room having doctors and nurses on strict watch 24 hours a day.
In the yard, Su Huaiāan casually squatted on the ground, and Sheng Ning did the same. Both looked at the rattan chair, chessboard, and cane in the yard, as if the old man wielding the cane to beat Su Hai was playing out in front of their eyes.