Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot-Chapter 371 - 242 Siye: Kill me, otherwise you won’t have an easy time.

Chapter 371: 242 Siye: Kill me, otherwise you won’t have an easy time.

After Tang Wan claimed she never saw a certain person as a good guy, Jiang Chengsi, taking advantage of his height, stood in front of her, looming over her, and gave her a look...

Definitely not friendly!

Could it be that she had said something wrong? But it was he who told her not to think of him as a good man.

At that awkward moment, Jiang Yanting suddenly approached and patted him on the shoulder, "Chengsi, my dad is in the study, calling for you, he has something to say to you."

He looked deeply at Tang Wan, as if warning her to be careful what she said, before turning around to leave.

"Don’t mind him, that’s just the way he is, sometimes poisonous-tongued and cold-hearted, but not a bad person," Jiang Yanting explained.

"I know."

Soon, Jiang Jinsang came out from the old lady’s room and called Tang Wan in, "Grandma, did you need me for something?"

"Come sit." The old lady patted the spot next to her.

As Tang Wan approached, she took her hand, saying nothing much but implying the old adage: I haven’t been fair to you, and you’ve been wronged.

"I’m fine..."

"How could you be fine? I understand some things, it’s just that I’m old and my heart is too soft. Every time they bring up that child, I just can’t stand it..."

On the other side, Jiang Yanting was in charge of sending off Xie Jing and reached out for his phone to call Shen Zhixian.

Originally, after Jiang Jinsang and Tang Wan made their arrangement, the Jiang Family had always hoped to invite Shen Zhixian and Taotao over for a meal to feel like a family, and asked Jiang Yanting to invite her, but she had refused several times.

Since the Xie Family’s annual meeting, things had been calm for a while, but Shen Zhixian knew that the biggest dark hand behind the Xie Family had not been caught and might be lurking in the shadows like a venomous snake, you never know when it might spring out to bite you.

Being too close to Jiang Yanting or Jiangjiang at this time might not be a good thing.

Moreover, she had recently received the script for "Feng Que" to audit and check for any historical inaccuracies.

In recent years, the state has been very strict with TV dramas involving history or historical figures; if not handled properly, a drama could be filmed but might be suppressed indefinitely with no chance of airing.

"Are you coming to dinner tonight? But tonight I have..." Shen Zhixian’s desk was piled with books, her workload had been considerable lately, and Taotao was sitting at her small table next to her, diligently practicing calligraphy, his ears perking up at the mention of possibly going out for dinner.

"There’s been a bit of trouble at home, grandma is not in a good mood, and she would definitely be happy to see you and Taotao."

"Not in a good mood?" Shen Zhixian put down her work, "What happened?" ƒrēenovelkiss.com

"It’s too complicated to explain right now, she got so angry she threw things."

"Then I’ll bring her over tonight."

"I’ll come pick you up."

Shen Zhixian also worried about getting too close to the Jiang Family and causing them trouble, so she always kept a certain distance; she agreed this time out of respect for the elder.

Jiang Yanting hung up the phone, turned, and entered the house, only to see Jiang Chengsi leaning against the door, helmet in hand, looking at him with a half-smile, "Second brother, I never thought you’d lie to someone."

"I used to say that a guy like you would be really boring in a relationship, but who would have thought..."

"Why are you so sneaky!"

Jiang Yanting shot him a cool glance, "Watch your mouth! Be careful of the troubles that come from it. Not eating lunch? Leaving?"

"Got some things to handle."

"Coming to dinner tonight? Stay at my place for a few days; if you go back now, your dad might kill you."

"Got it."

Jiang Chengsi, putting on his helmet, mounted his motorcycle, and drove off swiftly, like a gust of wind...

**

On the other side at the Jiang Family home

Jiang Zhaolin was filled with frustration on his way back home, what could be more heart-wrenching than being stabbed in the back by his own son?

"Dad, actually my brother..." Jiang Shuyan tried to offer some comfort but couldn’t find the right words.

"Why speak up for such a disobedient son?" As soon as Jiang Zhaolin got home, his wife was there by herself, having cooked dinner, she was somewhat surprised to see them return, "Weren’t you supposed to eat there today? Why are you back?"

Seeing Jiang Zhaolin’s distressed look, she asked softly, "Zhaolin? What happened!"

"It’s your precious son whom you’ve always indulged! Every time I wanted to discipline him, you would say he’s just a kid, and now look, he’s learned to side with outsiders against me? Quite capable."

"Damn fool, all these years I’ve raised him for nothing, he really thinks I can’t do anything about him?"

"If he dares to come back today, I’m going to smash his legs!"

...

Jiang Zhaolin said that and as though suddenly struck with a thought, he bolted toward the garage. Jiang Chengsi’s favorite hobby was playing with cars, and they had many nice cars at home. On his way to the garage, Jiang Zhaolin casually picked up a stick from the yard.

"Zhaolin!" "Dad—"

Jiang Zhaolin, seething with fury, headed straight for the garage, itching to smash those playthings of his, but as soon as he opened the door, he was stunned.

It was utterly empty...

"Where are his cars!" Jiang Zhaolin’s anger intensified.

"After you and Shuyan went there, Chengsi came back after a short while and had all the cars taken away," Madame Jiang explained, "He wouldn’t say why when asked."

Only then did Jiang Zhaolin remember that, indeed, Chengsi had mentioned coming home briefly after he left.

It was clear this was premeditated, sufficiently prepared. Otherwise, how could he have possibly moved the motorcycles away in advance?

Clutching the stick tightly, he stormed back into the house, only to be told by the servants that Jiang Chengsi had returned.

"He’s back?" Jiang Zhaolin scoffed coldly. This sinful son, he actually dared to come back?

No sooner had he spoken than Jiang Chengsi came down from upstairs, carrying a black travel bag, obviously preparing to move out of the house.

"Chengsi, what are you doing?" Madame Jiang, seeing her son about to move out, panicked instantly.

"I’m moving out." After saying that, he ignored everyone and prepared to leave.

"Stand right there!" Jiang Zhaolin exploded with rage. To think that he wouldn’t even deign to look at him directly, what kind of worthless thing had he raised!

Jiang Chengsi paid him no mind and walked straight out.

This completely enraged Jiang Zhaolin, who gripped the stick in his hand and swung it at him, the stick landing on his back. Jiang Chengsi didn’t dodge, and with a dull thud, the Jiang mother and daughter, standing to one side, were so frightened they were dumbstruck...

In his life, Jiang Zhaolin had never suffered a significant loss. To think he’d fall at the hands of two youngsters, one of them being his own flesh and blood, it drove him to seething frustration.

His eyes reddened with fury, he swung down the stick again, lifting his arm to continue hitting him.

But before the second blow could land, Jiang Chengsi suddenly turned and grabbed the stick.

"You..." Jiang Zhaolin’s wrist strained, but he was unable to wrench the stick from his grasp, growing red-faced and breathless with effort, his chest heaving up and down, his whole body shaking with rage.

Father and son faced each other, and the air seemed to be filled with sparks, ready to ignite at a touch.

"How about it, I have your blood in my veins, taking a beating from you should be acceptable, but what gives you the right to hit and curse me again and again?" Jiang Chengsi looked at him, eyes locked. Though they were father and son, not a shred of warmth existed between them.

Jiang Zhaolin trembled with anger, unable to focus his strength.

When he came back to his senses, Jiang Chengsi suddenly let go, and Jiang Zhaolin staggered, nearly falling, the stick clattering to the ground.

Jiang Shuyan was terrified. He had actually...

Pushed his father?

In this country, the importance lies in a father’s kindness and a son’s filial piety. Chengsi’s shoving him was nothing short of unfilial.

"Brother, have you lost your mind, that’s our father..."

Jiang Chengsi merely smiled, "Father? Does he deserve that title? What else is there in his heart besides money!"

"Big brother was driven to suicide by him!"

At those words, the whole living room fell silent as the grave.

Madame Jiang’s eyes reddened in an instant, and she collapsed to the ground, weak at the knees.

Jiang Shuyan didn’t have a clear memory of the past events. She had been young at the time and knew only that Jiang Chengsi had been very close to his deceased older brother. Back then, he was sunny and bright, proud and arrogant, competitive...

A young man who soared with joy and roared with anger!

Ever since the older brother passed away, the entire family changed, everyone changed, especially Jiang Chengsi, whose temperament underwent a drastic transformation. The reasons behind this were not very clear to Jiang Shuyan.

Jiang Chengsi, watching Jiang Zhaolin’s rage-filled expression, sneered, "I’ve already told you, you’d better have killed me earlier. Otherwise, you’ll never have peace in this life."

After speaking, he turned and walked away. Soon after, the roaring sound of a motorcycle engine came from outside, like the herald of doom, disturbing the peace of the entire Jiang family.

Jiang Zhaolin gave a bitter smile, "Retribution, it’s all retribution—"