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Chapter 75 A Letter with a White Lie
"Zhou Ping'an, are you sure you want to give this letter to Zhou Shun?" Xu Qingling asked.

"Yes," Zhou Pingan answered firmly.

He just wanted his father to go back and not stay here anymore. Otherwise, he was afraid that if his father continued to search, something unexpected might happen. Moreover, he didn't want his father to see him like that. He was afraid that his father wouldn't be able to bear it. He would rather his father think of him as a heartless ingrate.

Xu Qingling sighed softly, offering no words of persuasion, "As you wish."
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"Zhou Shun, Zhou Shun, someone outside is looking for you. They say they have news about your son." A coworker patted Zhou Shun on the shoulder.

Outside the construction site, Xu Qingling didn't have to wait long before she saw Zhou Shun stumbling towards her, his face full of anxiety.

After a busy morning, Zhou Shun's clothes were covered in dust, his hair was soaked with sweat, and his aged face was covered with sweat and dust.

His brows furrowed with fatigue, seemingly due to lack of sleep; he also had dark circles under his eyes and slightly chapped lips.

His eyes shone brightly when they looked at Xu Qingling, the one who brought him news of his son, like someone who had been walking alone in the dark for months and suddenly saw the light.

He ran up to Xu Qingling, and before he could catch his breath, he started gesturing anxiously, his eyes full of anticipation.

Do you have any news of Ping An? Do you know where my family's Ping An is?

Looking at Zhou Shun, who was full of anxiety and worry, Xu Qingling felt a pang of sadness and suddenly felt a little sorry for him. She also understood Zhou Ping'an's actions.

I couldn't bear to uncover that cruel truth.

I couldn't bear to see those eyes, once full of expectation, now filled with despair and tears.

Xu Qingling's eyelashes trembled slightly, concealing the emotions in her eyes, and she took out the letter.

"I am Zhou Ping'an's friend, and this is a letter I asked you to bring to you."

A letter of peace?

Zhou Shun took the letter, not having time to think about why Ping An, if he were still alive, would choose to write a letter instead of calling him.

When Zhou Shun opened the letter, before he could even read it, he looked up and realized that the girl from before was gone.

Without even thinking about how the girl had suddenly disappeared, Zhou Shun quickly opened the letter.

Zhou Shun was literate, and he could recognize his son's handwriting.

It's worth noting that when Ping An was little, it was Zhou Shun who held his son's small hand and taught him to write characters stroke by stroke.

Therefore, Zhou Shun knew at a glance that the handwriting on the letter was his son's.

His son still writes to him, does that mean he's still alive?

But when Zhou Shun finished reading the entire letter, he stood there dumbfounded.

He never expected that his son would write him such a letter.

In the letter, his son told him to go back and not to look for him anymore.

He said he was found by his biological parents, who are wealthy and live in a villa. They said they didn't abandon him intentionally, but that he was abducted by human traffickers.

His biological parents have been searching for him all these years.

Finally, found it.

He said he also loves his biological parents very much, and they are very good to him.

After that, he planned to live with them.

As for Zhou Shun's side...

He said he was grateful to Zhou Shun for raising him all these years and hoped that he could live a good life on his own in the future.

However, it's best not to disturb his life.

Otherwise, he feared that Zhou Shun's appearance would affect his current good life with his biological parents.

He didn't even leave an address or contact information.

He told Zhou Shun not to call or text him anymore, and that they would meet again if the opportunity arose.

As for Zhou Shun's kindness in raising him, he has no way to repay it for the time being, so he can only keep it in his heart.

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Is this a letter written by my son Ping An?

Yes, judging from both the handwriting and the writing style, this is a letter personally written by Ping An.

However, the contents of the letter left Zhou Shun stunned.

Have they found their biological parents?
Should we not disturb him?

Zhou Shun's hand trembled slightly as he held the letter, his eyes stinging with tears as he held them back. Finding his biological parents—great! This was a wonderful thing, a truly wonderful thing.

Ping An's parents are still wealthy and live in a villa, which is good for Ping An.

Then he could rest assured.

He wasn't Ping An's biological father to begin with, and he shouldn't bother him now.

Zhou Shun was happy for Ping An.

After all, who doesn't yearn for the love of their biological parents?

He was just an adoptive father, and in the end, he couldn't compare to the blood ties and affection of his biological parents.

Zhou Shun was happy.

He was genuinely happy.

Because, with this letter, wouldn't it prove that the son is safe and alive?

This made Zhou Shun happier than anything else, even though his son said he would live with his biological parents from now on and he might never see him again.

It's okay, as long as you are safe, happy, and alive.

The weight that had been pressing on my heart since Ping An went missing has finally lifted.

Zhou Shun felt much lighter.

Zhou Shun took the letter and turned back to the construction site.

Where Zhou Shun couldn't see, Xu Qingling, Shasha, and Zhou Ping'an quietly watched Zhou Shun's retreating figure.

Perhaps, this is the best arrangement for Zhou Shun.

Although the contents of Zhou Ping'an's letter would hurt Zhou Shun, it was still better than him knowing that his son was dead.

Xu Qingling could tell at a glance that Zhou Shun was a stubborn person.

Even without Zhou Ping'an's letter, Zhou Shun would have continued to stay at the construction site until he found Zhou Ping'an.

Perhaps this is the meaning behind a white lie.

Zhou Pingan slowly knelt down and kowtowed to Zhou Shun's back.

Dad, I'm sorry, I lied to you.

It is my fault as an unfilial son. You raised me, but I have not been able to repay you properly.

I only hope that you will have a good old age and not have to work so hard for your unfilial son anymore.
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Zhou Shun returned to the construction site with the letter, and everyone could see the change in his emotions.

Although everyone didn't spend much time with Zhou Shun, and Zhou Shun was deaf and mute, they all knew that Zhou Shun was a very good person.

Previously, when Zhou Shungang first arrived, he saved the small contractor Li Xiang.

At that moment, bricks suddenly fell from upstairs, and Li Xiang happened to be standing there. At the time, Li Xiang was not wearing a safety helmet.

If Zhou Shun hadn't been quick enough to pull Li Xiang away, that brick would probably have hit Li Xiang on the head.

The height of that brick, so big and so thick, when it hit Li Xiang's head, would probably have caused his head to split open.

It can be said that Zhou Shun saved Li Xiang's life.

Therefore, Li Xiang took good care of Zhou Shun at the construction site.

Because Zhou Shun is a good person, he has gotten along well with many of his coworkers recently.

That's why Zhou Shun was in a depressed mood when he came before.

Now, when I came back from outside, I suddenly felt better.

Everyone was curious and asked.

Zhou Shun gestured, and soon everyone knew that it was because Zhou Shun's son, Zhou Ping'an, whom he had been searching for, had sent a letter.

"It's good that you've received a letter; it means he's doing well now."

"Sigh, kids these days always disappear without a trace, making their parents worry."

"That's right, my daughter keeps wanting to run away from home."

A crowd gathered around Zhou Shun, whispering amongst themselves. Little did they know that one person, upon learning of the letter Zhou Ping'an had sent to Zhou Shun, stared wide-eyed, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

(End of this chapter)