Chapter 1211: True Feelings or Just Acting 2

Sheng Zichen said solemnly, "If you're going to talk like that, you're being a bit shameless. My parents were clearly victims too, yet you indiscriminately put out a wanted order for them as murderers. Did you think about my sister's feelings back then?"

"Now that your sister has no one to look after her, you've thought of my sister again? Who do you think my sister is? Your family's servant? Keep dreaming."

"My parents don't even have the heart to order my sister to do chores, and you want to entrust your sister to her? Such an unreasonable request, and you actually want my sister to answer you personally? Who gave you the courage?"

Litian: "Let's go, let's ignore him."

When the two returned, they brought the cushion back with them.

He deserves to be amputated; it would be best if he were amputated from the eyebrows down!

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

The brother pushed the door open and was startled to suddenly see someone standing stiffly at the entrance, not having been prepared for it.

Looking closely, it was his sister.

"Sister, why did you come out?"

"What are you standing here for? Go back to your room."

The two brothers each grabbed one of their sister's arms, but Shi Ran pulled away from their grasp.

Her younger brothers had grown up; they were no longer the naughty, ignorant little brothers from their childhood.

She had heard everything the brothers said just now, and Shi Ran felt very comforted in her heart.

She reached out and patted each of her brothers on the head: "Thank you both. You are both big men now and can protect your sister." Zichen was already as tall as Shi Ran, but Litian was half a head taller than both of them.

Shi Ran: "You two go back to sleep. This is a matter between him and me; I will go and put an end to it myself."

The brothers wanted to stop her, but before they could speak, they saw their mother coming over.

"Don't go. A clean break without meeting is the best kind of break."

"Mm."

She nodded, did not argue, and obediently followed her mother's words back to her room.

Midnight.

"Whoosh—"

It started raining outside.

The rain was quite heavy; it started as dense threads of rain and soon turned into a downpour, as if someone were pouring it down with a basin.

Shi Ran stood by the window—she hadn't slept.

The rain outside was too heavy, so heavy that at such a close distance, she couldn't even see the scene at the courtyard gate.

The lights in the courtyard were on, but through the light, there was nothing but water mist; apart from the rain, nothing could be seen.

Although she couldn't see, she could feel that Qi Heng hadn't left.

Not only had he not left, he hadn't even changed his posture; he would still be kneeling upright in the water, regardless of whether anyone saw him or not.

What outsiders saw was the sincerity of Qi Heng, who was about to become the president of a country, putting down his status to apologize in this way in front of the Sheng Family.

What the Sheng Family saw was his hypocrisy, with more of it being a performance.

But in reality, what they saw was not the true Qi Heng; they didn't see his true intentions.

That's right, he had been in Jiangzhou for so many days and had many opportunities to apologize; the reason he hadn't done so wasn't because he didn't want to come, but because he was too embarrassed to come.

As a government in exile, it was actually not much different from being a stray dog.

Back then, he had acted willfully and issued a Red Wanted Order for Sheng Hanyu and Shi Youxuan; although he regretted it later, it was no use.

All the mistakes had already been made.

Just as Shi Ran had said to him—not every "I'm sorry" will be met with "it's okay."

People who do wrong have the right to apologize, but people who have been hurt also have the right not to accept the apology!

He was too embarrassed to come before, but now that he had come, it wasn't a performance either.

It was because he felt that he had become president again and had the ability to make up for the mistakes he had made in the past and give the Sheng Family more compensation!

So he came.

The rain fell for half the night, with no sign of letting up at all.

After being drenched in such heavy rain for several hours, even the best physique couldn't take it.

In the end, Shi Ran couldn't hold back; she opened an umbrella and walked out the front gate.

Upstairs.

In fact, Sheng Hanyu and his wife hadn't slept either; the two of them had been pricking up their ears to listen to the movement outside.

They knew when Shi Ran went out.

Sheng Hanyu sighed and blamed his wife: "You say our daughter looks like you, so why isn't her temper like yours?"

Just as his wife was about to reply, he continued: "If she had followed your heartless personality, how much worry would I be saved now? You have so few merits, yet she doesn't take after you, but instead takes after me in being affectionate, devoted, and sentimental..."

Shi Youxuan:...

Something wasn't right.

She realized it; was Sheng Hanyu praising himself in a roundabout way?

She didn't argue, but reached out and pinched her husband's arm hard—a twisting pinch!

"Ouch, I was wrong, wife, it hurts, it hurts!"

Shi Youxuan was calm: "The wife doesn't hurt; the wife feels very satisfied."

Sheng Hanyu: "Wife, I hurt; my arm is also made of flesh and blood. Wife, I was wrong. I will definitely be careful with my words next time; I will be cautious in my speech and actions and think before I speak."

Seeing that his attitude in admitting his mistake was quite good, Shi Youxuan let him go.

The change in Sheng Hanyu now compared to before was too great.

In the past, let alone a painful pinch, even if you pinched a piece of flesh off him, he wouldn't even frown!

Later, after living with his wife for a long time, he discovered that this kind of personality was a disadvantage.

Shi Youxuan belonged to the type of person with an especially heavy curiosity; you don't cry out in pain, do you?

So she experimented time and time again, pinching hard and twisting in various ways, to see exactly when he would cry out in pain...

Later on, Sheng Hanyu learned his lesson.

If he was pinched, he would quickly beg for mercy, otherwise, the one to suffer would definitely be himself.

The couple's playful banter was just an interlude; the main topic was still concern for their daughter's emotional issues.

The couple now looked down on Qi Heng, feeling that he was not worthy of their precious daughter.

But he is just the president of a small country; even if he were the commander of the universe, so what?

If he does not cherish their daughter, they will just as firmly disagree.

Although the husband and wife did not want them to be together anymore, they would not interfere with their daughter's decision, only keep a close watch!

In the courtyard.

The rain was still falling, and the atmosphere was not exactly harmonious.

Shi Ran stood in front of Qi Heng holding an umbrella, shielding only herself, without helping him block even a little bit of the rain.

Her face was cold, and her voice was even colder: "You want to leave the little sister with me; I do not agree. My Sheng Family does not want to have even the slightest entanglement with your Qi Family anymore."

Qi Heng's lips were frozen blue and purple, but his expression was very joyful: "I knew you wouldn't agree. Actually, I never really intended to leave the little sister at your house. No matter what, I, Qi Heng, will never be that shameless."

"I just wanted to see you and tell you one thing in person: I love you, and it has never changed."

The expression on Shi Ran's face did not change, but the umbrella moved down slightly, shielding her face.

She cried.

She couldn't control her tears.

But she kept her voice steady and unchanged: "I don't love you anymore. Your love has no meaning at all. You should go; don't stay here and make things awkward for everyone."

Shi Ran turned and walked back, and Qi Heng shouted loudly behind her: "Shi Ran, I love you! No matter if you love me or not, I will always love you, forever!"

She did not respond with a single word, but after returning, she cried silently for half the night.

The next morning, the rain stopped and the sky cleared.

The blue sky was as if washed clean.

Petals were scattered all over the courtyard; yesterday's heavy rain was truly too intense, and the delicate flowers simply could not withstand such devastation.