Chapter 39: Tormenting People

Shen Jiafeng finally couldn't hold it in anymore, holding Shen Jiajia as he wept bitterly, crying out the years of inner torment he'd endured.

A year ago, Shen Jiafeng had already fallen ill, but he didn't dare tell Mom and Dad, afraid of disappointing them again.

The yellow-haired girl had found him and blackmailed him with their daughter, demanding he buy her a house and buy her brother a house, because this was what the Shen Family owed her family, what Shen Jiafeng owed her family.

Shen Jiafeng wanted to harden his heart and send the yellow-haired girl away.

But when he saw his thin, tiny daughter, he broke down. He chose to sever ties with his family and went to actively seek treatment.

But he failed—no matter how he treated it, it just wouldn't get better.

Shen Jiafeng despaired, broke down, and didn't dare go home either, so in the end he could only walk one road all the way to the dark.

He even tested Shen Jiayun once before leaving.

After hearing it all, Shen Mo lit a cigarette and blew out a smoke ring.

【What the hell is this drama.】

After hearing it, Shen Jiajia got even angrier, gave Shen Jiafeng two hard slaps, grabbed him and dragged him off for a checkup, with Shen Mo following behind.

Shen Jiajia arranged a new hospital room for Shen Jiafeng, hired a high-grade caretaker, took the diagnosis the doctor had written out, and then left.

Shen Mo sighed and said softly to Shen Jiafeng: "Don't blame your sister. She needs to find a place to recover too—she's even more broken down."

Shen Jiafeng opened his mouth, but in the end said nothing, and could only close his eyes in pain.

Shen Mo stayed with Shen Jiafeng for a while and then left too.

The elevator had just reached the floor where Li Mingming's room was when Shen Mo spotted Liu Yue.

Seeing his beautiful wife, Shen Mo told her about Shen Jiafeng's situation.

Liu Yue opened her mouth and said one line: "What a sin."

Liu Yue immediately sent people to track down Shen Jiajia's whereabouts, then had Shen Mo go keep Shen Jiafeng company while she herself went to be with Shen Jiajia.

"Honey, no matter what, half the blood in your body is the same as Shen Jiafeng's."

"Mua."

Liu Yue, afraid Shen Mo might mind, gave a brief explanation and then planted a hard kiss on Shen Mo's cheek.

【How could I possibly mind that.】

【But wifey's lips are so soft, I want to keep kissing them forever.】

Shen Mo's mindset was perfectly fine.

Liu Yue left with a smile.

After seeing Liu Yue off, Shen Mo went to buy some daily necessities, then returned to Shen Jiafeng's hospital room.

Before long, Shen Jiayun also rushed over—Shen Jiajia must have told him.

The moment he came in, Shen Jiayun burst into loud wailing—this was his own little brother, after all.

There was no real dirty business between them either; their bond had always been steady, only growing a bit distant these past few years because of various things, but there was no hatred.

Shen Jiayun furiously declared he was going to go slash the yellow-haired girl—if not for her, Shen Jiafeng would never have ended up like this.

In Shen Jiayun's view, the whole thing between Shen Jiafeng and the yellow-haired girl back then was the other party seducing Shen Jiafeng.

In Shen Jiayun's eyes, his little brother had always been a perfect youth; if not for the yellow-haired girl seducing him, he absolutely would never have done such rotten things.

Shen Mo felt Shen Jiayun was right—just like in that TV drama about the five unlucky guys of the Qiao family, yellow-haired girls really love to tease a steady, gifted young man.

Luring a genius into depravity—how well it showcases her own charm.

How well it satisfies her vanity and desire for revenge. Just like Satan tempting Adam and Eve to eat the forbidden fruit.

Shen Jiafeng grabbed hold of Shen Jiayun and pleaded: "Brother, let her go. In the end, it was I who couldn't resist the temptation."

Shen Jiafeng's pleading gaze brought tears to Shen Jiayun's eyes—how had life come to this.

Shen Mo shook his head, helped Shen Jiayun find a place to sit, and let him collect himself.

Shen Jiayun wiped his tears as he sobbed: "Why on earth has life in our family turned out like this?"

Shen Jiayun couldn't understand—his dad and mom had done plenty of charity, and although he and Shen Jiafeng couldn't exactly be called good people, you could say that from childhood to now, they'd never done anything truly terrible. The kind of things other second-generation kids did—bullying, picking on the weak, isolating others, stealing other people's girlfriends, cutting off other people's paths to promotion.

The two of them were only a bit domineering at home, that's all.

But being domineering at home was just talk—saying Shen Mo and Shen Jiajia were lucky, complaining that Mom and Dad played favorites.

But that couldn't really be called a great sin.

Shen Jiayun reflected on his life: the worst thing he'd ever done, out of jealousy, was exposing Shen Mo's identity, cursing at Liu Yue, cheating—and in the end, he hadn't even managed to touch Liu Qingqing's body.

The worst thing Shen Jiafeng had ever done was having an early romance, meeting the yellow-haired girl's family, driving Mom and Dad half-mad with anger, and after returning to the country, severing ties for the yellow-haired girl's sake and wrecking Zhu Kailan's birthday banquet.

Shen Jiayun felt that compared to what he'd heard in the second-generation circle—bullying ordinary people, pretending to be poor to trick others into buying them diamond rings, mocking delivery guys' boyfriends and girlfriends as idiots, forcing people to have abortions—these things were far lighter, weren't they?

It shouldn't come to Shen Jiafeng paying with his life, right?

Shen Mo quietly listened to all of Shen Jiayun's words, then offered him a cigarette. Shen Jiayun refused—he didn't smoke—and asked one question: "How did you turn bad?"

After lighting one up, Shen Mo said, exasperated: "Because listening to your complaints made me envy the good luck you and Shen Jiafeng had—being able to meet parents who were so tolerant of you."

Shen Jiayun fell silent. Yeah.

Thinking again about Shen Mo's life, Shen Jiayun suddenly felt that what he and Shen Jiafeng had done was pretty scummy too—it just hadn't caused any impact on society, but from their parents' perspective, it was still pretty rotten, and getting their comeuppance was only fair.

"Actually, Shen Jiafeng's illness isn't some kind of comeuppance or anything—it's just plain bad luck." Shen Mo looked up and said with a faint smile.

"Bad luck?" Shen Jiayun was stunned. What kind of explanation was that?

A passing nurse angrily snuffed out Shen Mo's cigarette, glared at him, and hissed in a low voice: "I know you're upset because your family member is lying in there, but you can't smoke in the hospital. I'll let it go this time, but if it happens again, I'll have you thrown out."

Shen Mo apologized softly: "Sorry."

After the nurse left, Shen Mo continued: "Right—it's just bad luck."

"The fairest thing about heaven is that it fears both the poor and the rich only have one life, and both can fall ill with some damned disease at any time. It won't spare someone from getting sick just because they have money."

"So Shen Jiafeng is just plain unlucky."

Shen Jiayun fell silent.

At night, Shen Mo chased Shen Jiayun away and stayed behind alone to keep Shen Jiafeng company.

Shen Jiafeng urged Shen Mo to go rest as well, and took the opportunity to apologize about the matters from their childhood.

Shen Mo curled his lips, not minding at all, and said lightly: "I have to stay. What if your melodramatic illness acts up again and you run off?"

"When that happens, you run, the Shen Family chases, no one's managing the Shen Family Group, the shares crash, and I lose big time."

"So, I have to watch over you."

Sharp tongue, soft heart — harsh words, tender inside.

Shen Jiafeng complained inwardly.

The night passed peacefully. Early the next morning, the moment Shen Jiafeng opened his eyes, he saw Shen Yilong and Zhu Kailan.

The two had flown back overnight carrying the child.

(End of Chapter)