assistirfilmes Chapter 470 You Win
Chapter 470 You Win
Sheng Tingchen poured the red wine into a decanter, then into a stemmed glass, and the rich aroma of the wine wafted out.
Sheng Tingchen handed one of the cups to Rong Shu.
Rong Shu reached out and took the cup, gently swirled it in her hand, and then tilted her head back to take a small sip.
Sheng Tingchen asked, "How does it taste?"
Rong Shu: "It's alright."
Sheng Tingchen picked up his glass and raised it in a gesture of respect. The bright crystal chandelier reflected in the man's eyes, which no longer held the enigmatic depth of the past.
Rong Shu looked at him, raised her hand, and clinked glasses with him.
The two silently finished one glass of wine, then another, until they had finished the whole bottle. Their cheeks began to flush, and their beautiful eyes were tinged with the color of wine.
She put down her cup, got up, and went to the window to get some fresh air.
The neon-lit nightscape outside the window is fully visible, and the night breeze drifts in through the window; it rained this afternoon, and the wind carries a damp chill.
Rong Shu gazed quietly at the night outside the window, feeling the night breeze caress her face and her hair flutter gently.
Sheng Tingchen walked to her side, looked into the distance, and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Rong Shu took a deep breath. "Actually, you should have known about the relationship between Su Qingzhi and me a long time ago."
Sheng Tingchen did not deny it and replied, "Yes."
Rong Shu then asked, "So, exactly how early?"
Sheng Tingchen paused for a moment before replying, "Before you left the country, Su Qingzhi asked me to investigate you and your father."
Upon hearing this...
Rong Shu was stunned, then burst into laughter, but there was a deep sadness in her laughter. "So you already knew so long ago."
Sheng Tingchen did not respond, but silently looked at her.
For a long time.
She turned her head to stare at the man, her eyes bloodshot. "So he never asked you?"
Sheng Tingchen said, "I asked, and it seems that he is afraid of recognizing you. Knowing that your father has a new family, he is afraid that recognizing you would only bring psychological burden to both of you."
Rong Shu stared at the man, her fingers clenched tightly. "You know how much I hate you all."
Sheng Tingchen stared intently into the woman's reddened eyes. "I know." He slowly raised his hand, his thumb wiping away the woman's wetness from the corner of her eye. "So you can hate, you can choose not to forgive."
Their eyes met, and a deep silence fell over them.
The glass reflected a man's deep face in a dazzling array of colors.
Rong Shu turned her head to the side, tilted her chin slightly, and looked out the window. An indescribable pain spread through her heart. "I really want to break things off with you completely. I don't want to see you and Su Qingzhi again." Her voice was choked with emotion.
Sheng Tingchen remained silent.
"You're right, our fate is a curse. I just want to break free, but..." She paused, tears silently rolling down her cheeks, her voice choked as she said, "You win."
That's all.
She took a deep breath and turned to walk back.
Her wrist was gripped tightly, and the next second, she was thrown into the man's broad embrace.
Rong Shu tried to push the man away with all her might.
Sheng Tingchen held her tightly, "Cry if you want to!"
Rong Shu struggled for a moment, trying her best to endure, but in the end she couldn't control her emotions. Her hands tightly gripped the man's shirt, and the entire living room echoed with the woman's muffled, heartbroken sobs.
After countless agonizing nights, she eventually returned to where she started, unable to break free from the sorrow that bound her.
The pain came from the hurt inflicted by a loved one.
She couldn't bear to let Meimei suffer the same fate as she had.
……
Sheng Tingchen held her like that, letting her cry as she poured out her emotions.
I don't know how much time has passed.
The woman's sobs gradually subsided until she fell completely silent. In the large living room, only her heavy breathing could be heard.
Rong Shu pulled away from the man's embrace, her voice hoarse and weak, and said, "I'm tired, I'm going to sleep."
Sheng Tingchen hummed in agreement and said, "Get a good night's sleep tonight."
Rong Shu turned and went back to her bedroom.
Sheng Tingchen stood there watching the woman's slender back until she entered the room. He then looked away, walked slowly towards the sofa, and leaned back heavily, his shirt soaked with the woman's tears.
His eyes were fixed on the television screen, and it was unclear what he was thinking at that moment.
At this time.
His phone vibrated, and he leaned forward, picked it up from the coffee table, looked at the caller ID, and pressed the answer button. "Feed."
He had seen the missed call from Su Qingzhi earlier, but he didn't call back.
Su Qingzhi didn't contact him again until now, when she called him again. After a long silence upon hearing his voice, he finally asked, "What are you busy with?"
Sheng Tingchen didn't answer. "What is it?"
Su Qing asked, "I heard Meimei was sick and hospitalized. Is she feeling better now?"
Sheng Tingchen said, "It's alright, I've already been discharged from the hospital today."
Su Qingzhi: "That's good."
The words fell.
The two fell silent again.
Su Qingzhi didn't ask any further questions and said, "Then that's settled."
When you're about to hang up the phone.
Sheng Tingchen suddenly said, "I won."
Su Qingzhi paused, her hand holding the phone still. "What do you mean?"
Sheng Tingchen did not answer and hung up the phone directly.
Su Qingzhi put down her phone and frowned as she stared at the screen.
Sheng Tingchen sat in the living room for a while, then got up and went back to the bedroom. Rong Shu was just about to lie down on the bed to rest. She was lying beautifully in the middle of the big bed, sleeping soundly.
Rong Shu glanced at the man, then lifted the covers and lay down on the bed, leaning against Mei Mei as she fell asleep.
Sheng Tingchen went to the bathroom to wash up and tidy up. He returned to the bedroom and slowly lay down on the other side of Meimei. Rong Shu was not asleep yet. She was just looking at her daughter, gently stroking her soft cheeks with her fingers. Her eyes were still obviously red and swollen from crying.
"Can't you sleep?" the man asked softly.
Rong Shu said, "You should go to sleep first!"
Sheng Tingchen lay on his side, his gaze fixed on his daughter, and said, "I also have some trouble sleeping."
It's not even 10 o'clock yet, my biological clock hasn't completely switched back.
Rong Shu remained silent.
After a long silence.
Sheng Tingchen said slowly in a deep voice, "Shall we do something else?"
Rong Shu looked up at him, her expression anything but joking. She wasn't fully recovered yet, and said irritably, "If you're going to do it, do it yourself."
Sheng Tingchen laughed, "You know what I'm talking about?"
Rong Shu's expression hardened slightly.
The man's smile deepened, and he lowered his voice, saying, "For example, we can chat."
Rong Shu turned over and closed her eyes to sleep.
Meimei seemed to sense her mother's movement and turned over to face her mother.
Sheng Tingchen reached out and pulled the blanket over his daughter before lying down to sleep.
That night.
Rong Shu didn't sleep well.
I woke up before six o'clock and couldn't fall back asleep.
Sheng Tingchen received a work call early in the morning, and he had to go back to New York today.
"I'll come back as soon as I've finished dealing with things over there."
Rong Shu hummed in agreement.
Sheng Tingchen reached out and took her hand in his palm, saying, "After I come back, we can prepare to hold the wedding ceremony."
Upon hearing this...
Rong Shu was startled and turned her head to stare at the man with wide eyes.