Chapter 1251
Chapter 1251
Chapter 1251: Mei Feng’s Ending (16)
After she said this, Mei Feng lowered her head and covered her eyes with her hands, putting on a pitiful look.
Shen Zihao stared at her.
If at this point this woman had really been feeling grief over his father’s death, perhaps he would have had some respect for her still. But she was actually trying to sow more discord between him and his mother.
What was this woman’s heart made of? How could she be this despicable?
He looked at her with narrowed eyes.
Just as he was at a loss for words, a voice said, “Why is there a handprint on your neck?”
Mei Feng fumbled at that sudden question. She quickly lowered her head and adjusted her collar to conceal the mark, not daring to look up.
Looking at the two men with a horrified expression, she said slowly after a moment, “What handprint? You must be seeing things.”
She shifted her gaze to Shen Zihao again and said, “Zihao, come back to visit when you have time. Your Dad left you a number of things.”
On this note, she turned to leave.
But after taking two steps, Shen Liangchuan stopped her, “Stop right there.”
Mei Feng wanted to walk out but oddly, Shen Liangchuan’s commanding voice made it hard for one to disobey.
She gulped nervously and slowly turned around to look at the man.
Shen Liangchuan approached her one step at a time as he said, “You haven’t been getting along with him recently. Did you think we’re not aware?”
Mei Feng’s face turned ashen at once.
“Although I dislike him, he is still my father. Mei Feng, let me tell you, you’d better pray hard that you have nothing to do with his death or else…”
Mei Feng shuddered in cold fear before he could even finish what he was saying.
She lowered her gaze and said in great disgrace, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Then she hurriedly left the hospital.
Shen Liangchuan narrowed his eyes as he stared at her disappearing figure.
After a while, he turned around to look at his brother.
Shen Zihao, however, did not dare to meet his eyes and, instead, looked around to avoid his big brother’s gaze.
Finally, Shen Liangchuan said, “Let’s go home.”
Before he could finish, Shen Zihao had already walked right past him.
After thinking for a moment, he followed the man.
They both came to the carpark.
Shen Liangchuan walked over to open the car door, when he suddenly saw a flash from the corner of his eye. He turned his head at once and saw a fist come at him, narrowly missing his face.
He frowned. Shen Zihao was glaring at him and challenged him, “Let’s have a fight then.”
Shen Liangchuan paused for a moment before he slipped his jacket off and threw it on the car seat.
He knew Shen Xiu’s death inevitably had something to do with Xiao Wang, and Shen Zihao needed to vent.
He could not blame Shen Liangchuan, but at the same time he couldn’t forgive the fact that Shen Xiu had obviously been affected by this vengeful act on their part.
The brothers stood next to the car and had barely gotten themselves into position when Shen Zihao delivered that punch.
Shen Liangchuan did not dodge it but took the hit in stride. Immediately, he returned with a blow at his brother’s arm.
One blow after another, punches were delivered. Neither of them avoided each other.
Both of them were not in the best of moods.
No matter how crappy a man Shen Xiu had been, he had been their father. Neither of them wanted this sort of consequence.
Until at last, they both sat on the ground with little energy left in their bodies, looking nothing like their usual impeccable wealthy young master selves.