Chapter 194: I Don’t Like You Anymore Either
Jiang Ning stood under the streetlamp.
Watching Xie Jingyan walk toward her step by step, then woodenly brush past her.
Jiang Ning seemed to smell it, the fresh soap powder scent of the youth still in summer.
She couldn’t help but turn back, the youth’s back view desolate and heavy.
Upon hearing that sentence “I don’t like it anymore,” she wasn’t too sad; there was a bit of relief in her heart. She could leave here without any attachment.
She originally wanted to curl her lips into a smile, but tears kept falling uncontrollably.
She raised her hand to wipe them, cursing: “Xie Jingyan, bastard.”
“I don’t like you anymore either.”
She went in the opposite direction from Xie Jingyan and entered the hospital.
Xie Jingyan suddenly stopped, looking back once.
Meng Su was already gone; there was no one under the streetlamp.
Looking up, it was the cold moon.
The sky in February was really cold.
……
Xie He’s hospital room.
Jiang Ning went straight in.
Because the condition was met, she moved into a VIP hospital room, single occupancy.
The room lights were off.
Old Mrs. Xie couldn’t accept the blow of Xie He not having surgery and still hadn’t recovered, leading to her own illness.
So Xie Jingyan hired a caregiver to look after Xie He.
At this time, Xie He was fast asleep.
Even in her dreams, she frowned uneasily, murmuring “pain” from her mouth.
Today should have been Xie He’s new life, but at this moment she was still enduring pain.
Jiang Ning sat by her bedside, looking at her sleeping face, her tone full of self-blame: “Xiao He, sorry, it will be over soon. Can you endure it a little longer?”
Xie He vaguely heard someone calling her in her drowsiness, half-opening her eyes as if seeing Jiang Ning at her bedside. She mumbled: “Sister Ning? You came to see me?”
Jiang Ning was stunned for a moment, seeing that Xie He’s eyes weren’t even open, so she thought it was sleep talk.
She promised: “I won’t let anything happen to you. You will be safe.”
After saying that, she left.
Xie He was too sleepy, yawned, and continued sleeping.
……
The next day.
A private sanatorium in the capital city.
Xie Jingyan was led in all the way, arriving at a hospital room where the person guarding the entrance said: “Young Master, sir is waiting for you inside.”
Xie Jingyan’s facial expression was indifferent as he pushed the door and entered.
Rather than calling this a hospital room, it was more like a private luxury apartment. Just the area was several hundred square meters, with luxurious interior decoration. In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, someone was curled up in a chair, covered with a thin blanket.
Inside, a man in his fifties was waiting for Xie Jingyan. Upon seeing him enter, his first glance fell on his face, excitement and nostalgia flashing in his eyes.
“Young Master Xiao Jing, you’re back.”
Xie Jingyan’s facial features resembled Meng Qing, but his high nose, thin lips, and face shape were exactly like Lin Tinghe’s.
When his face was cold, he appeared especially heartless.
Xie Jingyan looked at the man, finding his features familiar, and asked uncertainly: “Uncle Liang?”
Uncle Liang’s eyes welled with hot tears: “Yes, it’s me, Young Master. I am Uncle Liang.”
He sighed a little: “In the blink of an eye, you’ve grown so tall.”
“Where is he?” Xie Jingyan didn’t want to reminisce and avoided the topic of Uncle Liang.
Uncle Liang then said: “Sir is over there.”
Following the direction Uncle Liang pointed, Xie Jingyan finally dared to confirm that the frail man curled in the chair was truly his father who had abandoned his wife and son.
Clearly only in his forties, he looked as weak and aged as if he were on his last legs.
Xie Jingyan walked forward and looked down at Lin Tinghe.
When a person gets thin, wrinkles easily form on the face. He no longer had the spirited look of his youth; even the handsome face he was most proud of had, due to the passage of time, turned into dry tree bark.
No matter how frantically he absorbed nutrients from the outside world, he was still slowly withering away.
Only then did Lin Tinghe open his eyes, looking up at the tall and straight Xie Jingyan.
Upon seeing his face, he was somewhat dazed, even tears seeping from the corners of his eyes: “You’re here. It’s been so many years since we last met; you’ve grown a lot taller.”
Xie Jingyan smiled mockingly: “Yeah, I’ve grown up, while you’re about to die. This is perhaps retribution.”
Uncle Liang hesitated to speak but ultimately sighed and went out, closing the door.
Lin Tinghe wasn’t angry at Xie Jingyan’s mockery; instead, he agreed: “Yes, this is my retribution, retribution for letting down Meng Qing. I’ve lived my whole life, and in the end, there’s not a single person who truly cared for me. Family relatives, even your grandmother, are all hoping for my death so they can give all of the Lin Family’s shares to her incompetent young son. They’re already impatient to divide up my estate, stepping on my corpse to pick up the power I’ve accumulated. So in the end, no one will see me off. Xiao Jing, this is my retribution. I once promised your mother that those who let down true heart would go to hell, and it really came true. I regret it.”
His gaunt face was full of remorse, mixed with tears that one couldn’t tell were from true heart or mere regret.
Xie Jingyan glanced lightly at him: “You’re not regretting it. You just know you’re about to die. Money, fine wine, beauties, luxury cars—you haven’t enjoyed them to the fullest yet, and now you’re dying. Lin Tinghe, it must be hard, right? When you gave the company your mother founded to Bai Yingjie, you should have thought of this day.”
Mentioning Bai Yingjie.
Hatred burst from the depths of Lin Tinghe’s eyes: “It’s all that bitch’s fault. She deceived me, deceived me of my assets, deceived me that she was pregnant, and coaxed away the company Meng Qing created. I was also fooled. Xiao Jing, you’re my only child in this lifetime. All my estate goes to you. I have only one wish: can you do a match test with me?”
Even though Xie Jingyan knew this so-called father had no humanity, he still felt disappointment deep down.
The person his mother chose in the first half of her life was really too awful, but fortunately, she met happiness later.
A scum like Lin Tinghe truly deserved to die.
Xie Jingyan curled his lips in a smile: “Sure, as agreed, I’ll do the match test with you. Regardless of whether we match, you have to transfer all the Lin Family shares and your estate under your name to me.”
Surprise burst from Lin Tinghe’s eyes. He nodded repeatedly: “Good, good. I promise you everything, as long as you’re willing to do a kidney match with me.”
“You are my only child. I can only trust you.”
Xie Jingyan curled his lips mockingly.
He could become Lin Tinghe’s only child also because he had weak sperm. After so many years of marriage with Bai Yingjie, it ended because of Bai Yingjie’s fake pregnancy, and the hospital check confirmed it.
His fate with heirs was very thin in this lifetime.
Now that he had a serious illness, he finally remembered his only son.
Lin Tinghe pinned all his hope on him, crazily searching the world for him. So upon learning of his news, one after another people found him, all to get Xie Jingyan to do the match test with him, to take one of his kidneys so he could live on.
How could Xie Jingyan bear to disappoint him.
His good father.
Scheming against loved ones even until death.
Xie Jingyan handed him the prepared contract: “Sign first. I can do the match test this afternoon. If it succeeds, this is your only chance to live.”
