sjar Chapter 411: A Partial Father
Chapter 411: A Partial Father
"Silly child, you are my mother's favorite daughter. How could I not make plans for you?"
Liu Rulan burst into laughter and said, "Mother, Lu Xianchun can't stay either."
"That's natural, but this matter must be kept secret."
We failed to eradicate the problem completely last time, which led to the series of events that followed.
The news that the Shen family had found their nephew spread quickly. Originally, this was not a big deal, but the reason why the people of Anjing talked about it so much was because it was related to the Prince Consort.
Those who are a little older know that the prince consort and the eldest daughter of the Shen family were deeply in love with each other. So isn’t the nephew of the Shen family the prince consort’s son?
Su Ziming and Wei Jiuyuan were drinking tea in a teahouse. He heard some chattering and got so angry that he started a fight with someone. After the fight, he still didn't give up and hurried back home.
The first thing he said when he saw Su Fang was to question him: "Are the rumors outside true?"
Su Fang saw that he still had injuries on his face and couldn't help but frowned: "Did you have a big fight with someone?"
"First, tell me whether the rumors outside are true?"
Su Fang put down the pen in his hand and asked his son: "Tell me what you think first."
"People outside say, people outside say..."
Seeing that Su Ziming was hesitant, Su Fang simply took over the conversation: "The nephew of the Shen family is my son. Is that right?"
Su Ziming nodded and said, "That's it, father. You tell me, this is not true."
"Is that all you said?"
Su Ziming was a little excited. He looked at his father in surprise: "What?"
"I said, do people outside only say that I'm his father?"
"Of course not. People say that you and the eldest daughter of the Shen family are a loving couple, and that my mother is..."
Take advantage of others' danger!
Su Fang picked up the tea on the desk and took a sip before asking, "Do you think he looks like me?"
Su Ziming felt as if a stone was pressing down on his heart. He felt that the rumors outside were true. He replied sullenly, "Not likely!"
Of course, this doesn't sound like his own opinion.
Su Fang smiled and waved for him to come over. Su Ziming obediently came to his father.
Su Fang pointed to the painting on the table: "How is it?"
"it is good."
"Where's the best place?"
Su Ziming stopped talking. He was Su Fang's son, but he didn't look like Su Fang at all.
If it had happened in the past, Su Fang would have definitely scolded him, but today, unusually, he didn't say a word to him.
“Everyone praises my paintings of women, but they don’t know that I’m always painting one person.”
Is this the same person being painted?
Su Ziming immediately thought of his mother. When she was young, his mother loved to wear red clothes, but as she got older, she seldom wore red.
"You are a few years younger than him. When you meet him in the future, you have to respect him and call him big brother. Got it?"
Su Ziming was still immersed in the painting. His father's sudden words made him freeze on the spot, not knowing how to react.
It took him a long while to react. His voice trembled slightly, and he tried his best to suppress the anxiety in his heart: "Father, what are you talking about? How is this possible? You and mother only have two children, my sister and I. How can I have an older brother?"
"He is the son of Shen Qingyu and I. I stayed with your mother only after Qingyu passed away. It is only natural for you to call him Big Brother."
"Hehe, hehe..."
Su Ziming didn't know whether to cry or laugh. He stood there for a moment, unable to accept this fact.
"Father, how could such a person be my brother? He even coveted my sister before. He is just a bastard who only seeks favoritism. Besides, didn't you scold him before?"
"This is a different time. Remember, you are brothers. You must not have conflicts in the future."
"Father……"
"Okay, let's not talk about the past. Go back to your room and let the servants treat your wounds."
"You're already such a grown-up, yet you still act so recklessly. You're surrounded by so many people, yet you still get beaten. You, you..."
Although he said these words of reprimand, he did not mean to blame him at all.
Although Su Fang was seldom at home before, whenever he was at home he would always grab Su Ziming and give him a good lesson.
But then Su Fang returned to Anjing, but did not make things difficult for him. Even if Su Ziming went out to play in a place with fireworks, Su Fang would just pretend not to see him.
Originally Su Ziming was still complacent, but now it seems that his father has not ignored him, but given up on him.
He asked in a trembling voice, "Is the reason why my father no longer teaches me strictly because he is better than me?"
Su Fang's heart and eyes were all on the painting in front of him. When he heard his son questioning him, he didn't think much and said, "Don't you also dislike my discipline? After so many years, Yi Yi is still the same. Your father has also seen clearly that you are probably like this. But there is nothing wrong with this. Being an idle prince is a carefree life that many people can't ask for."
Su Ziming wanted to cry but had no tears: "So father has given up on me. Then I would like to ask father, should I give him this property in the future?"
Su Fang frowned: "What are you talking about? What's yours is yours, and no one will come to snatch it from you."
Su Ziming looked at his father like this. He seemed to never understand what kind of person his father was, because when he was young, his father traveled around the world.
Now that I think about it, it seems like my father spent an unusually long time at home this time.
Something was about to burst out in his head, and he turned his head away in panic, not daring to think about it.
He was afraid that he would not be able to accept the truth after knowing it.
He ran out in a panic, but accidentally bumped into his mother outside the door. He just smiled apologetically at his mother and hurried away.
The eldest princess stood there with red eyes.
She took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and then walked in.
"You've come just in time. What do you think of this painting?"
No one could understand the bitterness in the eldest princess' heart because she loved the man in front of her so much.
She smiled and praised: "The prince consort's painting has improved a lot. He has captured the charm of the woman with just a few strokes. And the albizzia flowers on this tree are really beautiful."
"Haha, you actually figured out that this is albizzia?"
The eldest princess pretended to be suppressed: "Isn't it?"
"It's the Albizia Julibrissin. Princess has good eyesight."
The eldest princess smiled shyly with her head down, but no one could see the bitterness hidden in her eyes.
She didn't realize that it was a tree of the Albizia Julibrissin, she just knew that the woman liked it.
What she didn't expect was that after so many years of hard work, she was still no match for the dead woman, and even her own son was suppressed by the woman's son.
Shen Cuo...
The son born to that woman was indeed a powerful man. After just a few meetings, he tortured his precious daughter into this state.
If I see that kid next time, I will definitely teach him a lesson.