I was just playing tricks, how come I became Bai Yueguang

Chapter 553 Shen Che Self-Destruction

Plum garden.

The projection screen was showing the scene of the South Bay drag racing case. Reporters randomly interviewed passers-by, and the citizens of South Bay were cursing.

Shen Qingyu leaned against the sofa, a face full of joking, "How come Zhou Yanheng, this loser, is still so incompetent? The Zhou family will be busy now."

"Om-"

The phone on the coffee table suddenly lit up. Shen Qingyu glanced at it with his eyelids lowered, and frowned unconsciously.

Gu Cifeng?

Because of Gu Yan, his relationship with his uncle is very delicate, and they usually do not contact each other unless necessary.

Shen Qingyu sat up, muted the TV, and then answered the phone slowly, "Uncle."

"Ayu, come to the hospital right now."

Gu Cifeng's words were urgent, and Shen Qingyu immediately realized that something was wrong. She picked up a jacket and rushed out, "Did something happen to my mother-in-law?"

"The old lady had a myocardial infarction and went into shock. She just came out of the emergency room. She's unconscious and keeps calling your name."

The aunt in charge of the garden heard the commotion and immediately followed him out, "Master, are you going out?"

Shen Qingyu didn't bother to answer, and hurried out of the plum garden without looking back.

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Qinyuan.

Shen Lanxi and Shen Zhuang were sitting in the hall playing chess when Zheng Song strode in. He bent down and whispered something in Shen Zhuang's ear. Shen Zhuang's expression changed slightly. After a moment's thought, he pushed his troops across the river while saying, "Have someone follow A Yu. If anything happens, we'll have someone to pass on the message."

Zheng Song nodded and immediately walked out of the flower hall.

Shen Lanxi went up to the cannon and ate up Shen Zhuang's soldiers. "Grandpa, you were distracted just now."

"..." Shen Zhuang's eyelids twitched, and he looked up at Mu Tou opposite him, "Did you hear what Zheng Song said just now?"

Shen Lanxi was completely focused, her eyes only on the chess game in front of her. "Yeah."

Shen Zhuang was a little dissatisfied. What does "hmm" mean? Why is this child so cold when talking to Grandpa?

Shen Lanxi raised her eyes, like an unshakable iceberg, "Grandpa, it's your turn."

The old man was in a bad mood and raised his arm to attack fiercely, but when he looked carefully at the chessboard and saw that it was showing signs of decline, he immediately lost interest.

I finally understand why Xiaohuaer always talks about the value of emotions. Playing chess with A Ling, it's so satisfying to win back and forth, and I'm happy even when I lose.

Playing chess with Bingtuozi was as boring as the summer heat in June and July, and I felt very irritable.

Zheng Song happened to walk in from the outer courtyard again. Shen Zhuang pretended to be serious and picked up the teacup, "What's the matter now?"

Zheng Song glanced at Shen Lanxi, bent down and whispered, "Old man, Mr. Four is here."

Shen Lanxi raised her eyes and was finally drawn to his attention.

Shen Zhuangmu put down the teacup without revealing any expression, "Let him in."

After saying that, he pushed the troops across the river again.

The chess game was already losing, and Shen Zhuang had put it aside before, obviously not planning to play again. But when he heard that Shen Che was coming, he immediately resumed the game, intending to keep Shen Lanxi.

Shen Lanxi understood what he meant, lowered her eyes and continued playing chess, but at this time, the chess pieces of both of them had already moved.

Shen Che followed Zheng Song into the garden. From a distance, he saw Shen Zhuang and Shen Lanxi playing chess in the flower hall, and his pace slowed down. But since he was already there, he couldn't control whether one person was more or less.

"Father."

"Well, are you here?" Shen Zhuang kept staring at the chessboard and casually pointed at the armchair beside the table. "Sit down."

Shen Che didn't move, as if he didn't hear anything.

Shen Zhuang was immersed in the chess game and didn't notice Shen Che's abnormality at all.

Shen Che raised his eyes to glance at Shen Zhuang, then knelt down with a gloomy expression.

Shen Zhuang raised his eyelids slightly, and the fingertips pressing on Hongche were suspended in the air.

Shen Che bent down and prostrated himself on the ground, kowtowed three times to Shen Zhuang, "Father, please forgive me. I am the one behind the conspiracy with Shen Zhi."

Shen Lanxi's heart moved slightly, and she turned her head to look at Shen Che. His waist was bent low, but his appearance made people feel untrustworthy.

Shen Zhuang put down the chess pieces again, picked up the teacup and poured it towards Shen Che's face.

This action came without warning, and the scalding tea splashed all over Shen Che, instantly scalding his exposed scalp into shrimp skin. But he didn't dare to express any dissatisfaction, and crawled towards Shenzhuang with his hair full of white smoke.

"Father, I know I was wrong. Please forgive me this time."

"Father, I know nothing about Qiuyuan's affairs. Shen Zhi and I were just exchanging information and using each other, but he didn't listen to me. I know that you value Shanshan more than your life. How could I be so foolish as to kill her?"

Seeing that Shen Zhuang didn't react, Shen Che hugged his legs and said, "Father, what I said is true. Jiang Huashan is just an adopted daughter of the Shen family. Even if I wanted to have any thoughts, I wouldn't risk being discovered by you to kill someone who poses no threat to me. Don't you agree?"

Shen Zhuang closed his eyes, kicked Shen Che away, and when he looked up again, his eyes were emotionless. "Ever since you were little, you've always loved to win or lose. Even if you hit a wall, you wouldn't turn back. The boss hasn't found you yet, so why did you suddenly admit your mistake?"

Almost everyone in the second generation of Shen Garden has seen the cold-blooded and ruthless side of Shen Zhuang, and they have a fear of this pillar of the family ingrained in their bones.

Shen Che suddenly recalled many past events. He lowered his head and said anxiously, "Father, I know I was wrong. I will accept any punishment you want. But Aze and Ajie are innocent. Please save them."

Shen Zhuang's eyes, as deep as a cold pond, finally showed a crack. "You involved Aze and Ajie as well?"

"No! No!" Shen Che quickly shook his head. "It was Gillian. Gillian found out about the relationship between Shen Zhi and me. Because she was resentful of Shen Zhi for murdering Shan Shan, Gillian took her hatred for me out on Aze and Ajie. Now they are in Gillian's hands. She threatened me that either I die to atone for my crime, or she would kill my two children."

As soon as these words were spoken, even Shen Lanxi's calm eyes were filled with a huge wave.

Killing each other is a big taboo in the family.

"That's unreasonable!"

As expected, Shen Zhuang was furious and picked up the white jade chess piece on the chessboard and smashed it at Shen Che's head.

"Are you guys trying to rebel?! You're all so cunning! Do you think I'm dead, or do you think I'm old and can't control you anymore? So you can do whatever you want in this house?"

The jade chess piece hit Shen Che's forehead, and a bloody bag immediately appeared. The wound was bleeding profusely. Shen Che had never been so embarrassed, especially with Shen Lanxi watching him.

He felt humiliated and lowered his head to plead, "Father, all the mistakes are my fault. Please, save Aze and Ajie. They are your grandchildren too. They left home when they were young and have never been involved in the disputes in Shen Garden. They are innocent."

The anger in Shen Zhuang's eyes gradually calmed down, and countless images flashed through his mind: the young Shen Che, the teenage Shen Che, the young Shen Che, countless figures that completely overlapped with the middle-aged man in front of him.

It was his fault. It was because he gave his son too many chances that he developed the habit of not correcting his mistakes even though he knew they were wrong.

Shen Zhuang retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes to look at the unfinished game in front of him, and said slowly: "Tomorrow, you will come with me to Xiangying."

Shen Che raised his head, his pupils shrank slightly, and his face, half stained red with blood, looked extremely creepy. "Father, what about Ajie and the others..."

There was no trace of sadness or joy in Shen Zhuang's eyes. "Younger, I won't do anything. If your Third House is really rotten like this, I should be the one to die."

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