What do you want in life

Chapter 33 Can the Oath of the Past Become Forever (12)
Every time the mother and son had a disagreement, he was actually very willing to stand by his son in his heart, but Qiuyue was upright and refused to suffer half of the loss. In the end, he had to follow her in everything to calm the turmoil.

Sometimes people are so involuntary that they need to act against their will to seek the so-called overall stability.

However, the cause of this cold war is somewhat special - Shen Juncheng broke up with Huang Yiyun because of a little girl he met many years ago.

Regardless of the reality or the relationship with his old friend, Shen Nanzhang believes that his son should not do this. Therefore, although he has not listened to the "statement" of the two, his attitude has long been very correct——of course he Still on Wu Qiuyue's side.

To Shen Nanzhang's relief, Shen Juncheng and Wu Qiuyue had already heard the news and came out to greet him before others entered the house. Seeing those two familiar and friendly figures walking towards him, the wind and rain of these years was like a movie. One by one before his eyes, he rejoiced that he could finally preserve the family he had paid so much for. As for conflicts, he could always find a way to solve or reconcile them.

The dinner was also uneventful. Wu Qiuyue asked him about the details of his work in Hong Kong, and then Shen Juncheng reported the company's current situation to his father. A family dinner seemed to be a work report meal.

When Shen Juncheng was talking, Wu Qiuyue would occasionally intervene to make a few comments. Shen Nanzhang tried to figure out the expressions of the two of them, but he didn't see any traces of swords and swords. A settlement has been reached, and the Cold War is long over.

After the meal, the nanny served fruit and tea.

Only then did Shen Juncheng speak: "Dad, Mom, there is something I want to tell you."

His tone was quite solemn, Shen Nanzhang sipped his tea, and replied calmly: "Well, you say it."

Wu Qiuyue, who was peeling a tangerine, paused, raised her head vigilantly and stared at her son's face.

"I plan to move out." Shen Juncheng announced in a steady tone.

Before Shen Nanzhang could speak, Wu Qiuyue became impatient, her face sank, and she asked sullenly: "You don't mean to move out to live with that girl surnamed Han?"

"Hey, Qiuyue, why are you so anxious, let the child finish talking!" Shen Nanzhang put down his teacup, and cast a reproachful glance at his wife.

Shen Juncheng didn't answer his mother's question. He kept a calm expression and said, "I've been abroad for the past few years, and I'm used to living alone. My mother's health is not very good. Sometimes I come back late, which disturbs her rest. so……"

"You don't need to use these excuses to fool us!" Wu Qiuyue became angry when she heard it, she could not hold back, she turned sideways to Shen Nanzhang, "Listen, listen, how good he can talk now! He obviously thinks we are an eyesore, You speak as if you are thinking of us everywhere! You, you don't take care of yourself!"

"Hey, it's not a big deal to move out!" Shen Nanzhang laughed, seeing his wife's angry face, and then said: "But Xiaocheng! If it's what your mother said, you are doing it for that If the girl named Han Ying wants to make a fuss about this, then father will not support you! How can I say that our family and the Huang family are family friends, how can we explain to the Huang family if you treat Yiyun like this?"

"Dad, Yiyun and I have broken up, this is a fact that no one can change." Shen Juncheng's attitude was very calm, "As for how I will live when I move out, I think that I am an adult and have the right to decide what kind of life to live. I'm telling you, not to ask for your consent, but out of respect." After speaking, he stood up, intending to end the conversation.

After Shen Nanzhang heard what his son said, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he felt a burst of joy in his heart. He always believed that people who do great things must have some character, and they should not just be obedient. In the past, he was always worried that Wu Qiuyue was too strict with his son and would easily He developed the habit of being timid, and now it seems that he is worrying too much.

But Wu Qiuyue's complexion reminded him that she was on the verge of fury, so she could only clear her throat and smooth things over, "Xiao Cheng, isn't it a little too hasty for you to make such a decision?"

Shen Juncheng smiled at his father, as if he could hear the sloppy perfunctory in his tone.He turned and walked towards the stairs, and turned back after a few steps, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, I plan to move the day after tomorrow."

"Shen Juncheng!" Wu Qiuyue was already furious. She no longer expected her husband to stop her, and rushed forward, "Don't push me too hard! Do you still think I'm a mother?"

Shen Juncheng's feet had already stepped on the first step of the stairs. Hearing his mother's questioning, he still turned around, and his gaze at Wu Qiuyue suddenly became cold, "Mom, I really want to ask you, what do you think? Do you still have my son?"

He said, stepping back step by step, "I won't mention how you humiliated Han Xiaoying eight years ago. But eight years later, you actually ordered someone to splash paint on her! You, you still have a little bit of responsibility Is it the dignity of the elders?"

Wu Qiuyue was pierced by him all of a sudden, and her face flushed suddenly. She was not without a trace of shame, but she was more sullen. She did this because she was forced by this disobedient son!

Shen Nanzhang listened in a fog, and when Shen Juncheng exposed his mother's despicable behavior, his eyes on Wu Qiuyue also became serious.

Shen Juncheng tried his best to adjust his breathing, and hinted that he should not be too excited. He promised Xiaoying that he would not fall out with his parents, and even if he wanted to leave, he had to leave some leeway, even though he was chilled by his mother's behavior.

Looking at the back of Shen Juncheng walking up the stairs with no more nostalgia, Wu Qiuyue felt a surge of despair. After so many years, what is she working so hard for?Could it be that one day in the future, an inexplicable girl will come and snatch her son away from her?And this day seems to be at hand!

"Shen Nanzhang! I knew this," she felt dizzy, and the blood on her face faded to pale in an instant, "We shouldn't have brought him back at the beginning... We simply raised a heartless white-eyed wolf !"

Shen Nanzhang's face changed suddenly when he heard the words, he turned his head and was eager to stop his wife from continuing, but was suddenly surprised to see Wu Qiuyue holding on to the armrest of the sofa precariously.

"Qiuyue—" he yelled in horror, and rushed over at the same time!
Shen Juncheng walked slowly, he heard all his mother's words, and he pondered them slowly several times in his heart, suddenly there was a rumble in his mind, he turned around abruptly——

Down the stairs, the panic-stricken father had already embraced the fainted mother, and was staring at him in fear!

There seemed to be tens of thousands of horses galloping by my ears, setting off hundreds of feet of yellow sand!
His world suddenly became chaotic.

Outside the ward in the early morning, Shen Nanzhang called his son who was about to go back to the company, "Xiaocheng, look at your mother's body... let's talk about your moving out slowly." After a busy night, Shen Nanzhang's face was full of tiredness.

Under his father's almost begging eyes, Shen Juncheng nodded with difficulty, but the trace of depression between his brows was still lingering.

How could Shen Nanzhang not know what he was thinking at the moment, thought about it, and explained cautiously: "Last night, what your mother said, you must not take it to heart, she, cough, you know her temper, Get up in a hurry and say nothing!"

"Dad," Shen Juncheng stared into his father's eyes, "I... am I your son?"

"Of course!" Shen Nanzhang's tone was gentle but decisive, and his eyes showed even more tenacity, "You don't have to doubt this at all."

Shen Juncheng looked at his father's expression for a long time before he squeezed out a forced smile, "Okay, I understand."

Looking at the back of his son leaving, Shen Nanzhang silently let out a long sigh. He didn't know how much Shen Juncheng believed in his explanation.

In the past, Shen Nanzhang was always able to understand his son's psychology easily, but as he grew older, a part of Shen Juncheng's heart gradually closed. Even he had never fully opened up to his kind father, Shen Nanzhang felt that It became increasingly difficult for him to understand the son he had watched and grown up since childhood.

And the secret that has been well hidden by Shen and Wu's family seems to have come to a day when it must be revealed—whether he wants to or not.

After leaving the hospital, Shen Juncheng didn't drive to the company, but went back home instead.

Wu Qiuyue was hospitalized, and even the nanny rushed to the hospital to help, and Nuo Da's house was deserted.

He moved upstairs, lingered outside his mother's room for a while, gritted his teeth, and pushed the door in without any hesitation.

Wu Qiuyue's room is clean and tidy, and she always likes to organize things by herself.

Shen Juncheng remembered that she had some old habits that she couldn't change after so many years, for example, she must put a pair of slippers in front of the bed, or she likes to put the key of the cabinet in the house between Simmons and the bed board——

He took off his coat, threw it on the bed, and then forcefully opened a corner of Simmons. He poked his hand in and groped for a moment. Sure enough, he took out a bunch of small keys, which were worn by a flat silver ornament. There was a tinkling sound.

There is a low cabinet next to the bed, and the door is locked.Shen Juncheng put the keys in his palm and observed them one by one, then bent down to check the relationship between the lock and the key.

He pinched the suspected one with his fingers and was about to insert it, but he hesitated.

When he was a child, he used to sneak into his mother's cabinet because of his mischievousness. Unfortunately, before he opened the cabinet door, his father caught him straight and scolded him. Fortunately, his father didn't tell his mother too much and saved him The next croak, from then on, he never behaved unruly again.

Unexpectedly, after many years, he would still take risks and do the "bad things" that he had eradicated since childhood.

But this is not just a question of whether the behavior is appropriate or not. What makes him even more afraid is the truth obtained after opening it. He doesn't know whether he has the courage to bear it.

Before he knew it, Shen Juncheng was so entangled that his heart was broken, and even his forehead was covered with sweat. He had lived so long, except for the separation from Han Xiaoying when he was young, he had never been so flustered as he is now. However, this time seems to be even worse than before, because what he wants to explore is the origin of his coming into this world.

"What are you afraid of?" He kept asking himself, "The truth has long existed, all you have to do is to understand, it has nothing to do with the truth itself!"

Thinking of this, he finally stretched out his hand decisively, inserted the key into the lock hole accurately, and turned it left and right a few times, but found that it couldn't be opened—it wasn't this one.

He briefly adjusted his breathing, and the next behavior was not as difficult as the beginning. He tried the whole bunch of keys one by one, and finally found the correct one, with a crisp "click" , the cabinet door opened.

The cabinet is as tidy as the mother's room, jewels, bankbooks, contracts, and various documents are stacked in an orderly manner.

Wu Qiuyue didn't believe in safes, she said that it was tantamount to implying where the thief's property was kept, but she was worried about leaving these important things to others to take care of them, and finally put them all in her room, which was like a pillow when she slept. Falling asleep with them feels safe.

Shen Juncheng didn't dare to rummage around, his eyes scanned the objects one by one, and finally stopped on a stack of paper like documents.

He carefully pulled out the papers along the cabinet wall, and flipped through them quickly. They were all contracts, shares, and the like. He sorted them out carefully, and after making sure there was nothing suspicious, he put them back intact.

Next to the document is a transparent box containing documents, red, green and blue. With a thought, he pulled it out and put it on the floor, and then turned out all the documents in order, including the household registration booklet, marriage certificate, and several real estate documents. certificate……

Suddenly, his eyes rested on a small purple-red book at the bottom. On the cover of the book, the big words "Adoption Certificate" were like a bright light, which made him unable to open his eyes.

He stared at the three words for a long time before slowly opening it, his hands trembling invisibly.

The contents of the certificate were exactly as he expected. All the information concealed by his parents was extracted frankly and concisely, but it was like a knife pierced into his heart, ruthless and accurate, and blood dripped out.

His hand suddenly became weak, and the adoption certificate slipped from his hand with a "plop", and his person had already slumped to the floor...

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Shen Juncheng lay face down on the desk, allowing the phone to ring over and over again, but he didn't reach out to answer it, feeling a cruel pleasure in his heart.

Not long after, the door of the office was knocked again, and Cao Wenyu's voice sounded outside the door, "President Shen, I'm Wenyu, are you there?"

Shen Juncheng couldn't bear the disturbance, sat upright slowly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Come in!"

Cao Wenyu came in with a pile of documents.

Throughout the morning, Shen Juncheng locked himself in the office, refusing anyone to come in, and he didn't even have an appetite for lunch.

But he can ignore others, but his assistant Cao Wenyu can't. When he is self-willed, Cao Wenyu will help him to perform all the duties he should perform without complaining.

When Cao Wenyu entered the door, he didn’t ask too many questions as usual, just submitted the contracts and documents that required his signature one by one, explained to him while watching his signature, and finally said: “The meeting to discuss new projects will be held in the big meeting in 10 minutes. This is the key point to be discussed at the meeting, I have sent the electronic version to your mailbox, I printed out this and marked it up, you can refer to it.”

As he spoke, a three-page color-typed document came into Shen Juncheng's field of vision.

Cao Wenyu is the best work gift that Shen Nanzhang gave him. He is cautious, careful, and low-key, and he can often give Shen Juncheng some kind but often crucial reminders.

In front of such a professional assistant, Shen Juncheng couldn't let go anymore, he sighed, nodded and accepted.

Before leaving, Cao Wenyu looked at his face and reminded softly, "The meeting starts at [-]:[-], and I will call you when the time comes."

As soon as Cao Wenyu left, Shen Juncheng rubbed his almost paralyzed face vigorously, then got up and made a cup of coffee. While refreshing himself, he sat down and carefully read the documents that Cao Wenyu had taken notes on.

But no matter how hard he tried, those words that usually looked kind and powerful, and often aroused his lofty aspirations, were now lying black and limp on the paper like sluggish bugs, lifeless.

Twenty minutes later, as Cao Wenyu wished, he honestly sat in the conference room.

The room is full of young people who are eager to try. The success of the G3 project is like establishing a standard that does not need to be explained. Everyone understands that as long as you work hard, there is a possibility of breaking through the promotion. The new general manager values ​​the results and said It must be done.

Questions and speeches were unprecedentedly enthusiastic, but Shen Juncheng's thoughts were always wandering outside the content of the entire meeting, as if his soul was out of his body.

"Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen..." Someone was calling him quietly.

He looked over as if waking up from a dream, it was Cao Wenyu.

"Uh, what?" He looked dazed and confused, not understanding why Cao Wenyu called himself.

Cao Wenyu was a little embarrassed, so he had to lower his voice and quietly commented on him, "Hey, well, Mr. Liang asked you whether the material is traditional or..."

Several eyes came to Shen Juncheng with curiosity and surprise, and he suddenly felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

"Wen Yu," he interrupted Cao Wenyu's explanation, looked at the crowd again, and finally showed apology and tiredness on his face, "I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well..."

Everyone watched him dumbfounded as he packed up the notes and other things in front of him and prepared to leave.

"The meeting continues, Wen Yu, you are here to host." He retreated to the door, then turned around and nodded to everyone, "I'm sorry."

When Shen Juncheng drove back home, the nanny was making soup and had to deliver it to Wu Qiuyue at night, so he was very surprised to see him come back so early.

"Juncheng, I made chicken soup, would you like a bowl?"

Shen Juncheng shook his head, went upstairs directly, locked himself in the room, and lay on the bed sprawled without taking off his clothes.

It was still early, and the sun was shining triumphantly through the windows, as if the world had always belonged to it.

He just lay there motionless, watching the sunshine gradually turn from elation to desolation, and finally to despair, and was taken back bit by bit...

When Shen Nanzhang returned home, Shen Juncheng was already sitting in the living room on the ground floor, with a suitcase at his feet, the one he used to use when he went abroad to study.

"Xiaocheng!" Shen Nanzhang stood still in front of him, looking at him helplessly and heartbroken.

Shen Juncheng smiled wryly, "Does it mean that no matter what I do, you will know immediately?"

"...Wen Yu usually doesn't talk too much, but today...you are really not in a good condition." Shen Nanzhang didn't want to mince words with him, so he sat down next to him and put his arms around his shoulders like he did when he was a child, even though Shen Juncheng now Much taller and stronger than him.

Shen Juncheng turned his face and glanced at Shen Nanzhang, the latter's eyes were full of love, these were a pair of real father's eyes.

His heart twitched suddenly, and he felt a twinge of pain, but unfortunately, it was just an illusion.

He took a deep breath, trying to suppress the unbearable pain, "Dad..." However, the word "Dad" was also full of bitterness in his mouth now, "I know everything."

"Know what?" Shen Nanzhang asked calmly.

Shen Juncheng lowered his head in pain, "I...I am not your biological son."

The hand on his shoulder suddenly became very strong, and Shen Nanzhang sighed softly, "Is it really that important whether it is your own birth? You are our son, and that is enough."

"No!" Shen Juncheng shook his head vigorously, "I've thought about it for a day, and I've figured out a lot of things. You adopted me because you wanted a successor who could inherit your business and manage the company according to your will. So, since childhood When I grow up, everything I do needs your review, and I need to follow your instructions strictly, otherwise, you will be unhappy. I... To put it bluntly, I have been living like a puppet, no self……"

He looked at Shen Nanzhang again, his face twisted slightly, and he repeated in a murmur, "Today... I want to understand a lot of things..."

Under Shen Juncheng's gaze, Shen Nanzhang was suddenly speechless. His connivance to his wife's words, deeds, and education methods over the years, and finally Shen Juncheng's conclusion, is it considered karma?

"Xiaocheng, mother and I, we both... love you..." Shen Nanzhang tried to explain with difficulty, but was stopped by Shen Juncheng's wave of his hand.

(End of this chapter)