Chapter 89 - 89 What I Do Is My Business

89 What I Do Is My Business

“H-He’s my relative…”

Xia Sitong panicked under Shen Hanyu’s gaze, “He used to treat me pretty well… Even though he made a mistake, his life will be ruined if he really goes to jail for three years. Brother Hanyu, please give him a chance to turn over a new leaf…”

“I gave him the chance five years ago.”

“He’s the one who insisted on going down this path,” Shen Hanyu said coldly.

“But my parents are gone. As for Han Tianyi,”

Xia Sitong lowered her head, not daring to look at Shen Hanyu. “He’s considered my half-relative…”

Shen Hanyu’s thin lips curled into a sneer. Family?

Back then, Han Shangrong was willing to acknowledge this distant relative of the Xia family, but he probably had impure motives.

Otherwise, why did they not acknowledge each other earlier or later, but only after the Shen family’s chip was successfully developed?

“The law will decide how to deal with Han Tianyi,” he said calmly. “You can’t just plead for him.”

“But as long as Brother Hanyu is willing to settle this outside of court, the law won’t find Tianyi guilty!”

Xia Sitong seemed to have thought of something as she said, “Ever since Sang Qianqian came back, Brother Hanyu has been more and more indifferent to me. If Sang Qianqian were to come and beg you today, would Brother Hanyu agree?”

Shen Hanyu’s face darkened. “She wouldn’t do that.”

“But Brother Hanyu didn’t pursue the matter with the Wen family back then. Wasn’t it because of Sang Qianqian?”

Xia Sitong’s gaze fell on the half-glass of pomelo juice on the coffee table, and her heart grew even more bitter. “Brother Hanyu has never eaten pomelo since he was young. It’s just that when we went to the Sang family’s house for a meal, Sang Qianqian casually said that she liked fresh pomelo juice the most, and Brother Hanyu has always remembered that since. I’m sure that brother Hanyu prepared this cup of pomelo juice for Sang Qianqian, but did she ever appreciate it?”

As she spoke, her eyes turned red. “Sang Qianqian might’ve liked Brother Hanyu before, but she stopped liking you a long time ago. If she really did like you, would she have faked her death and disappeared for five years? In those past years, you’ve suffered so much for her. No matter how much you’ve sacrificed for her, was it useful? Was it worth it?”

Shen Hanyu’s face turned even colder, and his dark eyes were as cold as ice. “What I do is my business. You don’t need to care.”

Xia Sitong knew that she had angered Shen Hanyu. At this moment, the pressure around him was at its lowest, and there was a terrifying sense of alienation.

In the end, she didn’t dare to mention Sang Qianqian again. “Then, what will it take for Brother Hanyu to forgive Tianyi?”

“Nothing. He will never receive my forgiveness.” Shen Hanyu said coldly.

“Brother Hanyu, I’ve never asked you for anything in the past few years. I really hope you can give Tianyi a chance…” Xia Sitong begged.

Shen Hanyu’s patience had reached its limit. He got up, pulled the door open, and said in an irrefutable tone, “You can leave now.”

In the end, Xia Sitong still left, crying.

—

When Sang Qianqian returned to her residence, Yun Li and Wen Xu had also arrived.

Wen Xu sent the two of them upstairs and was about to leave when Sang Qianqian called out to him. “I’ll send you down.”

The two of them went downstairs.

“Sister, do you have something to tell me?” There was something wrong with Sang Qianqian’s expression, and Wen Xu felt an inexplicable fear in his heart.

“I met Wen Hao at Cloud Sea Restaurant today.”

Sang Qianqian looked at him helplessly. “How long do you plan to hide what happened from me?”

Wen Xu’s expression changed slightly. “Sister, don’t you know what kind of person Wen Hao is? Don’t believe anything he says.”

“What happened that day? I don’t believe that you would have a conflict with the guest.”

Sang Qianqian understood Wen Xu’s personality the best. He might be impulsive for small matters, but he would never be muddle headed when it came to big matters.

Wen Xu was silent for a long time. In the end, he still spoke. “That guest has a good relationship with Wen Hao. He was deliberately making things difficult for me for a few days.”

In the beginning, Wen Xu had endured it. No matter how outrageous the guest’s requests were, he would try his best to satisfy them. However, just 20 minutes before the charity night event began, this guest suddenly requested for a change in the order of appearance and even threatened not to participate.

Wen Xu patiently tried to persuade him, but the other party not only didn’t listen, but also became angry from embarrassment and cursed. Wen Xu had originally tolerated it, but that guest scolded Wen Xu for being uneducated and having no mother to teach him.

This was Wen Xu’s sore spot and also his bottom line. Had it not been the charity night, on any other occasion, this person’s fate would have been worse than death.

Wen Xu was furious, but he still tried his best to restrain himself. He only invited the person out of the VIP lounge. “The order of appearance can’t be adjusted. If you’re unwilling to participate, you can leave now.”

Wen Hao exaggerated this matter and told Wen Gong. Of course, the beginning and the end of the matter were omitted, and it all became Wen Xu’s fault.

Due to Han Tianyi’s previous incident, Wen Gong was already very dissatisfied with Wen Xu. In his rage, he didn’t give Wen Xu a chance to explain. He scolded Wen Xu with a lot of unpleasant words and even asked him to get out of Zhongwen Film and Television Group.

Wen Xu didn’t say a word. After Wen Gong finished, Wen Xu came out to find Wen Hao. Wen Hao predicted that Wen Xu would do this and deliberately led him to a place without surveillance cameras.

More than ten people who had been waiting there swarmed up. Even if Wen Xu could fight, he couldn’t fight one against ten and suffered a loss.

—

Sang Qianqian was upset. “Why didn’t you explain it to Uncle Wen?”

“Sister, don’t you know how he is? Since I was young, when has he ever heard or believed my explanation?”

Wen Xu shrugged his shoulders. “Anyways, I don’t really care.”

Sang Qianqian thought back to Wen Xu’s childhood and felt a little sad.

When Wen Xu was three years old, his mother found out that Wen Gong had a woman outside. That woman also gave birth to a son called Wen Hao, who was only a few months younger than Wen Xu.

His mother was angry and sad, and she resolutely chose to divorce him. Later, she married and went abroad. Wen Hao’s mother became the mistress, and Wen Xu never had a good life again.

Ever since he was young, his stepmother had always made things difficult for him. When he was a little older, he was bullied by Wen Hao. The key was that this mother and son pair were very cunning; They never bullied him in the open. They always set a trap and waited for Wen Xu to fall into it.

Wen Xu’s bottom line had always been his mother.

At a young age, Wen Hao already knew how to anger Wen Xu. Then, at the most appropriate time, Wen Gong would see him and mistakenly think that Wen Xu was bullying his younger brother, so he would inevitably be beaten.

Wen Xu had explained it to him at first, but Wen Gong only believed what he saw with his own eyes. Besides, how could a child’s explanation win over a stepmother’s pillow talk?

Wen Xu’s childhood was very miserable, and his personality was a bit cold and hard. That was until he met Sang Qianqian.

At first, Sang Qianqian only felt that he was pitiful. His face and arms were bruised all the time, and he never said a word as he wore a cold expression.

Sang Qianqian took care of him like a big sister. When Wen Hao and his friends isolated and bullied Wen Xu, she stood up for him bravely.

Wen Xu would also repay her in silence. He would do a lot of things for her in secret; stuffing her favorite candies into her school bag, and covering her ears when there was thunder .

After that, Sang Qianqian liked to hang out with Wen Xu, and Wen Xu also liked to stick to Sang Qianqian. The two of them grew closer and closer, and Wen Xu’s personality also changed a lot.

After Wen Xu grew up, he and Wen Gong had always maintained a superficial harmony. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been appointed as the Vice President of Zhongwen Film and Television Group by Wen Gong after he returned from studying abroad.

Sang Qianqian didn’t expect the distrusting father-son relationship in their childhood would repeat itself today.