Chapter 717: 191: Retribution_7
Zhao Shen was stunned.
After the punch, Shangguan Dehui’s face was red and swollen. He spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground, “This punch, I owe it to your Zhao family. As the elder brother, I failed to manage my little sister properly, letting her do as she pleased and cause such a major disaster!”
Zhao Shen’s infidelity was unforgivable.
Shangguan Furong’s arrogance fueled by favoritism too was unforgivable.
Both of them were equally to blame.
“Brother…” Zhao Shen choked out, “I was wrong, I really was…”
Shangguan Dehui licked the back of his teeth, “From now on, our two families will have no relation whatsoever. You should go back to addressing me as Mr. Shangguan.” After finishing, Shangguan Dehui pulled open the door and left without looking back.
Zhao Shen stood in place, crying bitterly.
Only after a while did he walk out of the room.
Upon exiting, he discovered that Shangguan Dehui had not gone to the ward but was on the corridor, smoking a cigarette.
It had been more than twenty years since he had seen Shangguan Dehui smoke.
“Go in.” Shangguan Dehui extinguished the butt of the cigarette.
Both their faces were red and swollen, an embarrassing sight that startled both Grandma Shangguan and Ni Cuihua.
Were these two men involved in a fight?
Shangguan Dehui waved his hand, “It’s okay, I knocked myself.”
What coincidence, the two of them bumped into something simultaneously?!
Zhao Shen signed his name on the divorce agreement and stamped his seal.
At this real moment of relief, he should feel relaxed, but for some reason, his mood was surprisingly heavy…
Zhao Ziqing walked over and carefully tugged at Zhao Shen’s clothes, “Dad, you won’t abandon me, right?”
“No.” Zhao Shen shook his head, handing over the signed divorce papers to Shangguan Furong.
As he was leaving, Zhao Shen said, “Ziqing, go hug your mother.”
“No.” Ziqing shook her head.
She didn’t like her mother — it was her mother who separated her and her brother!
She would never forgive her mother in this lifetime!
She liked Auntie Lin Fang!
“Let’s go.” Shangguan Dehui looked at everyone else, then said, “Ziqing, say goodbye to your grandmother, your mother, and your uncles.”
“Goodbye.” Zhao Ziqing waved her hand.
“Little sister…” Tears welled up in Zhao Zijun’s eyes.
“Brother.” Just as Zhao Ziqing was about to reach for Zijun’s hand, Zhao Shen scooped her up, “Ziqing, it’s time for us to go home.”
Zhao Ziqing started crying and complaining.
To prevent their mother from getting upset, Zhao Zijun held back his tears.
Shangguan Furong couldn’t bear to see them this way, “Zijun, go see off your little sister.”
Zhao Zijun sprinted out to chase after the departing black car, chasing it far and far away…
“Little sister, don’t worry, I will come to see you! I promise!”
At the Zhao’s family house.
From the moment Zhao Shen left, Grandma Zhao had been standing at the gate, watching for Zhao Shen’s return.
At last, she noticed the familiar car arriving.
Grandma Zhao quickly rushed to greet it, “Zijun!”
But the ones who got out of the car were Zhao Shen and Zhao Ziqing. Zhao Zijun was nowhere to be seen.
Grandma Zhao’s face turned ashen, “Where’s Zijun?”
Zhao Shen reluctantly replied, “Zijun chose to go with Furong.”
“What?” Grandma Zhao raised her cane, “Unfilial son! How could you let the bloodline of our Zhao family just slip away? Weren’t you supposed to switch Ziqing and Zijun? You unfilial son! After all, Shangguan Furong can still bear more children, but the Zhao family only has one eldest grandson!”
Zhao Ziqing, looking at Grandma Zhao, felt that her grandmother was a frightening stranger.
Why didn’t her grandmother want her?
Zhao Shen sighed, “Mother, Ziqing is also the flesh and blood of our Zhao family!”
“Can they be the same? Go and bring Zijun back immediately! Bring my great-grandson back! I want my great-grandson!” Grandma Zhao cried and complained. Suddenly, she blacked out and collapsed.
Zhao Shen was frightened, “Mom!”
The doctor soon arrived. After some resuscitation, he sighed, “The old lady has suffered a stroke as a result of acute anger. There is no immediate danger to her life now, but she will have after-effects.”
“What kind of after-effects?” Zhao Shen questioned impatiently.
The doctor casually adjusted his glasses, “She will be bedridden due to hemiplegia and will also have difficulty speaking.”