Chapter 645 - 675: No Smoking
Chapter 645: Chapter 675: No Smoking
Had it been anyone else, Shen Yi would have apologized. After all, he had been in such a rush he hadn’t seen where he was going and had bumped into the person.
But since the person was Shen Feng, Shen Yi felt no need to apologize.
Far from apologizing, he shoved him. "You have the nerve to ask me that? Your parents came over to raise hell and bully Jiao Jiao. How could I not be in a hurry? Jiao Jiao’s pregnant! If anything happens to her, your entire family will have hell to pay!"
With that, Shen Yi turned and ran for home.
Shen Feng was stunned by his words. The shove sent him staggering back a couple of steps, and he happened to land on a patch of ice.
His feet slipped out from under him, and he landed hard on the ground.
He was a little dazed from the fall, but Shen Yi’s words echoed in his mind. His heart sank. He immediately scrambled to his feet and ran after him toward his home.
Meanwhile, Shen Yi had already reached his floor. The moment the elevator doors opened, he shot out.
There, standing not far from his door, was Shen Zhengfeng, exhaling a cloud of smoke.
Because of what happened in his past life, Shen Yi felt absolutely no affection for his biological father.
He wasn’t going to do anything to him in this life, but only because the Shen Zhengfeng of this lifetime had not yet driven his mother, Du Liya, to her death as he had in the last one.
But Shen Yi knew exactly what kind of man his father was, and he certainly wouldn’t go easy on him.
Much less acknowledge him as his father.
There was no need.
"What are you doing, smoking here? Put it out! Now!"
Shen Zhengfeng had been trying to figure out how to approach his ill-tempered son, only to be hit with that blunt command. It instantly put him in a foul mood.
He retorted, "Since when do you get to order me around?"
"Jiao Jiao is pregnant. She can’t be around cigarette smoke."
"I’m out in the hall! She can’t smell it from in there!" Shen Zhengfeng was furious, too. ’This son was born to be my undoing,’ he thought. Every conversation between them was charged with hostility.
Sparks flew every time they met.
But then he remembered he needed to ask Shen Yi to help with Shen Feng’s business. Shen Zhengfeng ground his teeth, finally tossing his cigarette onto the floor and crushing it under his heel.
Only after Shen Yi watched him grind out the last ember did he look back at him. "What do you want?" he asked bluntly.
Just like that, Shen Zhengfeng’s temper flared again.
"Shen Yi!" he said indignantly. "I’m your father, for God’s sake! Can’t you speak to me with a little respect? Would you be this rude even to a complete stranger?"
Shen Yi sneered. "Of course not. A stranger wouldn’t have done anything to provoke me, so why would I get angry at them?"
"So you’re saying I provoked you? I came all the way here in this freezing weather, I even brought a gift for your wife. I’m your elder, and I’ve already humbled myself this much. What more do you want? Can’t you just speak to me like a normal person?!"
’The older this man gets, the more shameless he becomes,’ Shen Yi thought. They had made a clean break, severing their father-son relationship in no uncertain terms. Shen Zhengfeng had even warned him over and over not to regret it.
’And now?’
’He’s acting like none of that ever happened?’
Shen Yi’s patience was already thin, and he was worried about his wife inside. "Cut the crap," he said irritably. "Just tell me what you’re here for. And don’t give me some line about just passing by to see how we are. I’m not an idiot. I won’t buy it."
Just then, the elevator doors opened again, and Shen Feng arrived. He was standing just around the corner, however, so the two men who were arguing didn’t see him.
He hesitated for a moment, then decided not to step forward, remaining hidden around the corner.
Shen Feng wanted to know if Shen Yi would, in the end, show Shen Zhengfeng any deference.
Ultimately, would he agree to help *him*!