Addiction sets in at night; even the abstinent older man has fallen for it.

Only at this moment did she realize that Fu Zhenlong had truly repented.

For someone as materialistic as Fu Zhenlong to say something like that, it's hard to know whether to be happy or sarcastic.

She would be proud of her son, but she would never forgive Fu Zhenlong.

It was Fu Zhenlong who changed her life.

If it weren't for Fu Zhenlong, she wouldn't have treated her son that way, and her son wouldn't have resented her.

She knew that her son felt the same way about her.

Once her son regains his memory, he will never be able to forgive her.

This is a vicious cycle with no way to break it.

Now that Jiang Hui isn't here, she suddenly feels she no longer has the courage to protect her son.

After Fu Zhenlong met with Yang Guanghui and resolved the conflict, she went abroad.

As long as she's not in the country, it won't affect her son's mood.

Just like before, we each went our own way.

As long as Tian Tian is with her son and he is happy, she can rest assured.

She chose to hide herself and eavesdrop.

Fu Zhenlong sniffed, his nose stinging, and said, "I originally wanted to explain your mother's predicament to you, but you didn't give me the chance. Now listen to me."

"When I was young, I valued money too much. I met your mother's father, your maternal grandfather, who was my mentor. He appreciated me and was willing to give me funds to help me start a business. When I learned that he had a daughter, in order to secure this source of funding for me, I proposed to him that I marry his daughter..."

This was the first time he spoke so frankly and openly about his youth.

He was lucky back then, having a wealthy father-in-law who appreciated him, and a generous good brother, Qin Dongyang, who helped him start his business.

He was too eager for quick success and instant benefits, only thinking about achieving success as soon as possible, and was willing to hurt his woman and brothers.

If he had been sincere with them, the outcome would be completely different now.

You have to bear the bad consequences of the seeds you sow.

Xiao Hailan was furious when Fu Zhenlong told her about it.

She wanted to rush in and slap Fu Zhenlong across the face.

He ruined her life, which was going so well.

She hated Fu Zhenlong, and she hated her domineering father even more.

She would rather stay in a foreign country than come back.

However, she also became as despicable as her father.

Vicious circle.

Her father hurt her, but she hurt her son even more.

She was more despicable than her father.

She hated herself for not thinking that way back then.

Fu Zhengting glared angrily at Fu Zhenlong.

Uncle Zhong only said that his parents had a bad relationship, without going into details. Now, he has learned the truth from Fu Zhenlong.

His mother was so indifferent to him because she didn't love his father and because he wasn't born willingly.

It wasn't for no reason that I was mean to him!

He tried to convince himself to forgive his mother.

But I felt very awkward and uncomfortable.

Fu Zhenlong finished speaking in one breath, then met Fu Zhengting's gaze, "Ah Shen, if you want to hate someone, hate me. Don't hate your mother. She is innocent. I am the culprit."

Fu Zhengting remained silent, his eyes filled with coldness.

He couldn't bring himself to hate his parents who gave him life and raised him.

However, once a barrier forms in their hearts, they can no longer become close.

Xiao Hailan was not moved by Fu Zhenlong's words in her defense and still felt that Fu Zhenlong was hypocritical.

When will the cycle of revenge end? Once hatred takes hold, it lingers endlessly.

Uncle Zhong noticed Xiao Hailan outside the door, then glanced at Fu Zhenlong.

He recalled the scene when he first came to the Fu family and the couple entrusted Fu Zhengting to his care, and his heart was filled with emotion.

The couple finally realized their problem.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Fu Zhenlong turned his head to look at Uncle Zhong, "My only consolation is that I found Uncle Zhong to take care of you for me. I am ashamed that Uncle Zhong gave you fatherly love, but I did not give you any fatherly love."

He blinked frantically; now was not the time for sentimentality. He wouldn't allow himself to shed tears in front of his son, lest he appear aggrieved.

The one who felt most wronged was always the son.

He grabbed Fu Zhengting's hand and looked at him intently. "Shen, I can forgive you for not being close to me. I've even been prepared to sever ties with you so that you can be with Mu Tiantian."

The coldness in Fu Zhengting's eyes gradually disappeared, and his eyes flickered with emotion.

Fu Zhenlong took out his phone, opened the dial pad, then the contacts, selected Yang Guanghui's latest saved number, and dialed it directly.

The call went through.

The atmosphere became tense.

Fu Zhengting and Uncle Zhong stared at the lit screen of Fu Zhenlong's phone.

Xiao Hailan was also very nervous.

Fu Zhenlong was more angry and anxious.

If he could see Yang Guanghui, he would definitely grab him by the collar and question him.

On Yang Guanghui's side.

He had just returned from his daughter's grave and was feeling down when he saw the unfamiliar number. There was nothing unusual about it, and the number belonged to the southern part of the city.

He gave a mocking sneer.

Why are you so eager to call him?

Let him guess who's making this call.

It's either Fu Zhenlong or Fu Zhenlong's son.

While he was in the emergency room, Qin Dongyang had already added his number, and he had a note on it.

He went to the kitchen, found a bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor), poured himself a glass, took a sip, and then answered the phone.

It's finally connected.

Fu Zhenlong was a little excited. He quickly asked, "Is...is it Brother Yang?"

Yang Guanghui was the youngest of the three, and Qin Dongyang called him Brother Yang.

Even though it was over the phone and so many years had passed, Yang Guanghui still recognized Fu Zhenlong's voice immediately.

He finished with a cold laugh before replying, "Hmm, you're Brother Zhenlong?"

Fu Zhenlong feigned excitement, "It is indeed me. I didn't expect that after so many years, Brother Yang would recognize me just by my voice."

Yang Guanghui gave a fake smile. "Of course, I don't have many friends to begin with. You and Dongyang are among my few friends."

Fu Zhenlong felt no warmth whatsoever when he heard the word "friend".

He took the initiative to explain, "Brother Yang, it's like this, this morning I saw someone talking about you in the class group, so I asked for your contact information and called you. I was so happy that I could get through."

Yang Guanghui recalled seeing Fu Zhenlong in a suit, looking glamorous as he faced reporters on the news. He gripped his wine glass so tightly that he almost crushed it.

He gave a perfunctory reply, "Really? I'm not in the group anymore, and I haven't been in contact with my former classmates."

He felt disgusted when he thought about those classmates; all they did in the group chat was brag about how well they were doing.

Every time he saw comments about others doing well, and thought about the series of misfortunes he had suffered, he hated the injustice of fate even more, and he angrily left the group.

"How have you been all these years? Where have you been developing your career?" Fu Zhenlong asked, seizing the opportunity.