The next day, the temperature dropped suddenly, and a light rain began to fall outside, bringing an early winter chill.
Sheng Tang’s family put on thick coats.
After breakfast, the parents took Sheng Tang to the old house again. This time, they didn’t let Sheng Zong go along.
Sheng Zong was very dissatisfied but obedient.
Grandmother warned them, "Don’t cause trouble and make it difficult for the old man."
Sheng Tang sweetly smiled, "Got it, Grandma."
The car arrived, and Sheng Tang’s mother still first parked the car in the underground parking lot of the mall. The family of three braved the rain to cross the road and knock on the door.
Sheng Sidong was carrying a bag.
The servant opened the door.
The old master was much better today, and he specifically wanted to get up for breakfast. After the meal, he chatted with the children for a while and hadn’t gone upstairs at all.
Sheng Sidong brought his wife and child inside, and the rest of the Sheng Family expressed shock.
They had a look of watching a good show in their eyes.
"He actually dared to come!"
"He’s even holding a bag; probably just putting on a facade?"
After the fight yesterday, the second Madame’s slap mark had cleared, and Sheng Rong and Sheng Zhang also had no visible injuries, but they all deeply resented Sheng Tang.
"Grandpa, are you feeling better?" Sheng Tang stepped forward to ask.
The old master looked much kinder today than yesterday.
"Much better, have a seat." He said.
Then, he keenly noticed the bag in Sheng Sidong’s hand, "What did you bring?"
The bag wasn’t big, like the luggage one would take for a two-to-three-day trip.
Could it be that this son wanted to come to take care of him for two days?
The old master’s heart softened.
But then he heard Sheng Sidong say, "Sir, it’s money."
The old master’s brows furrowed slightly, "What money?"
Sheng Tang felt her father was going to anger the old master, so she hurriedly answered, "Yesterday, someone asked my dad if he came here often because he had a motive.
Dad said he didn’t, then they called him hypocritical and said he previously took advantage and used your money. They said if he returned the money, it would prove he sincerely came to see you each time."
The old master’s face sank.
He glanced at his sons and grandsons.
The two old masters of the Sheng Family looked uneasy. However, their expressions changed only for a moment and then quickly became calm again.
The eldest master smiled, "Just a joke! No one is asking for his money, we don’t lack such trivial things."
"Brother, you can’t say that." The second master chimed in, "Professor Sheng is clear as the bright moon and gentle breeze, money tarnishes him. Returning it makes him feel at ease, it’s only beneficial for him.
I’m just speaking the truth. The money from back then compared to now, it would take at least fifty thousand to clear his tuition debt, right?"
The old master’s face grew even darker.
He looked at his sons with a sudden sense of desolation.
He was busy with his career in his early years, neglecting to educate his children, and it’s true his second son turned out poorly.
"Rubbish, how much of my money did you two use for your studies?" The old master’s voice was low, tinged with suppressed anger, "And how much have you returned?"
"Dad, you can’t see it that way; we call you dad, but Professor Sheng calls you sir." Said the second master.
That remark left the old master speechless.
Seeing them being arrogant, Sheng Tang chimed in.
"It doesn’t matter what it’s called, the bloodline can’t be severed, right?" She said with a bright smile, "Taking money is my dad’s stance, at least he visited grandpa sincerely, without any ulterior motives. Whether grandpa wants it or not, that’s grandpa’s decision..."
"Alright, take the money out first, let’s have a look!" The eldest cousin Sheng Zhang said coldly.