But the moment he remembered that he only learned of Meng Xinian’s injury after listening to them, his heart also felt troubled.
He awkwardly twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Yes, that kid always likes to make trouble. I’m sure you all know that. I’ll go see him."
With that, he stood up and walked toward where Meng Xinian was.
Du Jinruo saw him and couldn’t help but stand up and follow.
The first round was about to begin, and half of the elites were preparing to enter the field. It wasn’t Meng Xinian’s turn yet.
He sat there still, looking at his own hand.
Meng Chaojun came over. Many people didn’t know the relationship between Meng Xinian and him, but they knew he was a leader, so they tactfully walked away.
Lv Ping patted Gao Wei on the shoulder, signaling him to get ready for the competition, then glanced at Meng Xinian, his gaze pausing on his right leg for a moment before he too turned and walked away.
"Uncle Meng, are you still planning to persuade Meng Xinian to give up now?" Gao Wei sneered, his smile insincere.
Meng Chaojun’s expression softened as he said to him, "Gao Wei, I want to say a few words to Xinian. You go find a spot first. The competition is about to start; it won’t delay your viewing."
Gao Wei smiled, "Okay then, have a good talk."
He made a thumbs-down gesture at Meng Xinian with a twisted smile and walked out.
Du Jinruo quickly turned away to avoid him. After he left, she hurried over. When she arrived, she caught Meng Chaojun speaking to Meng Xinian in a heavy tone.
"Are you satisfied now? Today, my face has been definitively lost because of you. If you are eliminated in the first or second round, I will be ashamed. If you manage to hold on to the third round and then get fiercely beaten down, my shame will be even greater! Xinian, I really don’t understand what you’re thinking! Does seeing your father lose face make you so happy?"
It took a while before Meng Xinian’s voice sounded.
His voice was low, but his tone was still calm.
"If you’re so afraid of losing face, I have a suggestion you might consider. It’s to publicly disown me."
"You!" Meng Chaojun was so angered by his words that he almost blew a gasket, "I only have you as a son, you think I..."
"If you’re ill, seek medical treatment. Take your delicate wife to the hospital more often, identify the problem, and get it treated properly. You might be able to become a father again soon," Meng Xinian scoffed.
Meng Chaojun’s face turned an iron blue, unable to contain his anger, he raised his hand, intending to fiercely slap Meng Xinian’s face, "You ingrate!"
His hand was blocked by Meng Xinian.
Meng Xinian stood up, his demeanor cold and austere, with a frosty glint in his eyes, "What right do you have to hit me now? Or do you think I will stand there like my mother, foolishly letting you strike me?"
Meng Chaojun was shaken, "What, what did you say?"
Meng Xinian flicked his hand away and said coldly, "Listen, if I lose, you can go ahead and tell everyone that you have nothing to do with me. But if I win, I hope you’ll do the same."
Having said that, he turned around and walked steadily toward the outside.
Upon exiting, the sunlight was blinding. Under the sun stood a female team member in neat attire, her features so bright they were more dazzling than the sunlight itself.
But Meng Xinian seemed as if he hadn’t seen her at all, as he was about to walk past her.
Du Jinruo urgently called out his name, "Meng Xinian! Do you still remember the little white rabbit you accidentally stepped on all those years ago?"
Du Jinruo looked at his back, biting her lower lip, "Do you remember? Back then, you said you would compensate the little girl who was crying with a little white rabbit, didn’t you?"