Chapter 349

C349 – The Father and Son Who Stand in the Opposite Direction Once Again

The following morning, when Shang Cijie awoke, Mu Sifa was nowhere to be seen, and his son was absent from his side.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Shang Cijie blinked in confusion, then gazed vacantly at the ceiling.

“If you’re searching for your husband, he’s already left for the hospital. He mentioned undergoing surgery.” The sound of Shang Mingming munching suddenly sounded from beside him, followed by the pitter-patter of Shang Mingming climbing onto the bed.

Shang Cijie smiled, embracing Shang Mingming and planting a kiss on his cheek. He teased, “Feeling jealous, are we?”

“Who’s jealous? Bastard Dad isn’t a threat to my position yet. Besides, it’s advantageous if he’s smitten with you now; easier to exact revenge later,” Shang Mingming remarked casually, still fixated on vengeance.

Shang Mingming remained fixated on revenge.

Shang Cijie suddenly froze, locking eyes with Shang Mingming.

“Why the stare? Get up and eat. It’s past ten already.” Shang Mingming tugged at Shang Cijie, preventing him from reclining back.

“Past ten already?” Shang Cijie exclaimed, startled. “Why didn’t you wake me?”

Shang Cijie stood abruptly, causing Shang Mingming to recoil.

“Ouch! Don’t spring up like that. It hurts,” Shang Mingming complained, rubbing his head.

“Let me see. Does it hurt here?” Shang Cijie’s concern was palpable as he inspected Shang Mingming’s injury.

Shang Mingming sighed inwardly. Xiaojie seemed to lose his wits whenever his father was around.

“Bastard Dad instructed me not to disturb you. Tell me, did he manage to deceive you again last night?” Shang Mingming pointed accusingly at Shang Cijie.

“What are you talking about?” Shang Cijie was puzzled.

“What else? Did that scoundrel father of yours deceive you into… into sleeping together again?” Shang Mingming’s irritation was palpable.

Shang Cijie hadn’t anticipated this topic. His cheeks flushed crimson. “I’m not that foolish.”

“Not foolish? Xiaojie, you’re blinded by that scoundrel father, willingly subjecting yourself to such…such acts. Are you planning to retaliate against him?” Shang Mingming lectured, his anger evident.

Shang Mingming fumed, pointing accusingly at Shang Cijie.

Shang Cijie fell silent, casting a hesitant glance at Shang Mingming, hinting at something unsaid.

“Why the hesitation? Did that father of yours really…?” Shang Mingming’s tone remained stern.

“No, we didn’t do anything last night,” Shang Cijie admitted, his face flushing once more.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Shang Mingming’s gaze narrowed.

“Well, it’s about… retaliating against your father!” Shang Cijie’s voice quivered slightly as his eyes darted.

“And then?” Shang Mingming waited, expectant.

Shang Cijie felt a pang of fear. The tables had turned, and he found himself confiding in his son.

“Perhaps we should postpone the retaliation?” Shang Cijie’s voice wavered.

“Why the delay?” Shang Mingming’s tone brooked no argument.

Shang Cijie hung his head guiltily, stealing a glance at Shang Mingming before continuing, “I was considering…I’ve almost forgiven your dad. I’ll wait and see how he behaves in the future.”

“What? Are you kidding? That scoundrel! If you let him off the hook, he’ll never change. Have you forgotten what that old scoundrel and your dad put you through?” Shang Mingming seethed.

Shang Mingming’s concern wasn’t solely for Mu Sifa; he feared for Shang Cijie’s well-being.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. It’s my fault. Please don’t be angry, Mingming. I just wanted to discuss this with you,” Shang Cijie apologized earnestly, feeling the weight of his role reversal.

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