Just met you: This guy is a bit warm

Su Ruonan pursed her lips, thinking about how to tell her parents about her breakup with Jiang Mingyu.

After getting engaged to Jiang Mingyu, her mother told everyone, "My daughter is so obedient. She's never given me any worries since she was little. Now, she hasn't even worried me about getting married. She got engaged to the Jiang family's only son right after graduating from Peking University."

The mother's happiness is visible to the naked eye.

Although her father never said this, Su Ruonan could see that her father was very satisfied with her engagement with Jiang Mingyu.

Before Su Ruonan could speak, Wang Xiazhi, who was sitting next to Su Jiawang, immediately stood up from the sofa and angrily pointed her finger at Ruonan's nose and asked, "Your brother asked you for help yesterday. As a sister, why didn't you help your brother? He is your biological brother."

"It's only two hundred thousand. How could it be worth more than your brother's life? How could you bear to leave your brother to be beaten like this by those ruthless thugs? Look, your brother was almost beaten to death."

Wang Xiazhi became increasingly angry as she spoke, her chest heaving violently and her face flushing red. "How could I raise a daughter as heartless as you?"

I didn't expect that my parents would call me back to question me because of this matter.

Her mother's accusing words were like needles piercing her heart and lungs, causing her so much pain that she almost couldn't stand.

Su Ruonan's face immediately lost all color, turning pale. Her pearly teeth bit her lower lip tightly, leaving deep teeth marks.

Only in this way could she stop the tears that were welling up in her eyes from falling.

Su Jiawang, who had just been groaning in pain on the sofa, now shouted even louder.

Seeing this, Wang Xiazhi quickly came to Su Jiawang's side and whispered to him in a gentle voice, "It's all your cruel sister's fault. Look how she beat you. Son, does the wound still hurt?"

"Mom, look at my face, how can I not feel pain? I'm almost dying of pain. Now my chest seems to hurt a little too." When Su Jiawang heard what his mother said, he looked like he was about to cry. He covered his chest tightly with his hands, as if he was really about to die of pain.

While Su Jiawang was shouting, he did not forget to give Su Ruonan a gloating look.

When Su Dayong heard his son say that his chest hurt, he immediately came over and said, "Son, why don't we go to the hospital?"

Su Dayong can't even take out 10,000 yuan now. All the money has been used to pay off his son's debts. The family of three has a lot of expenses on a daily basis, so how can he have money to pay for his son's hospitalization? But Su Jiawang is the only son of the Su family for three generations, and nothing can happen to him.

Su Dayong thought that his daughter was back now, so he was not afraid that she would not give money to treat his son's illness. His son's injury was caused by her, so she should be responsible.

So whenever his son cried out in pain, Su Dayong would let him stay in the hospital.

Wang Xiazhi was so frightened that she was at a loss of her wits and kept gently stroking her son's chest.

What a loving scene it is, with a loving mother and a filial son.

Su Ruonan, standing aside, seemed out of place.

Since she was a child, her relationship with her parents and younger brother has been like this. The three of them form a circle, and she is always outside of it.

Unexpectedly, she studied so hard that she didn't dare to rest even when she had a fever. She worked hard to get into Kyoto University, thinking that this would bring her closer to her parents and their relationship would become closer.

Su Ruonan tried to fit in with them. It has been almost seven years since she was in college and is about to graduate from graduate school. Judging from today's scene, it is obvious that she has not succeeded.

Her throat felt like it was blocked by 502 glue. Su Ruonan tried to speak to defend herself several times, but no sound came out.

In Wang Xiazhi's opinion, her appearance was a sign of guilt.

"Do you feel guilty now? What were you doing back then? You couldn't even bear to spend 200,000 yuan to save your brother. You black-hearted person."

"Your mother is right. How can you, as an older sister, watch your brother die without helping him? This is how your grandmother taught you." Su Dayong said with a serious face, and gave Su Ruonan a cold look who was standing not far away.

Su Dayong glared at Wang Xiazhi fiercely and said reproachfully, "Look at what a good child your mother has taught you."

Being scolded by her husband, even her own mother was blamed as well, but Wang Xiazhi did not dare to say a word. She just lowered her head and held her son's hand.

She never expected that her grandmother, who had devoted herself to her and raised her with great difficulty since she was a child, would be so unbearable in the eyes of her father Su Dayong.

No matter how much misunderstanding and abuse she suffered, Su Ruonan could endure it with gritted teeth, but when she heard her grandmother being severely criticized by her father, she could no longer suppress her inner anger.

"How can you say that about my grandma! What qualifications do you have?" Su Ruonan's voice trembled with extreme anger. She roared with all her might, as if to release all her grievances and dissatisfaction.

The tears in my eyes finally couldn't be held back and flowed down.

As the head of the family, Su Dayong has always been the one who has the final say at home and is used to his family listening to him.

At this moment, seeing that his daughter dared to disobey him like this, he couldn't help but get furious: "Okay! You've grown wings, right? How dare you talk to me like that! Do you still have me as your father in your eyes?" He widened his eyes and glared at his daughter, looking as if he wanted to eat someone.

"Father..." Su Ruonan murmured, as if talking to herself, but also as if she was telling something to someone.

"You are only my biological father!" Her voice trembled slightly, as if she was trying hard to restrain her inner excitement.

Su Ruonan took a deep breath and continued, "Where were you when I was sick? Where were you when I was bullied by my classmates? Whenever I see other children with their parents by their side, I silently ask myself, why don't I have them? I also want my parents' company!"

Su Ruonan's eyes gradually became empty, as if she could see through the void in front of her eyes those lonely and helpless moments in the past. Her frail body was tightly curled up on the ground, and the children around her were throwing stones at her, laughing and saying, "You are a bad child that your parents don't want."

In real life, I only see my father once a year at most, and even talking to him on the phone is a luxury.

He always says that he is busy with work or other things, and there are always things more important than her. She is the choice her father despises the most.

For Su Ruonan, the word "father" is like the stars in the distant sky. Although she knows they exist, they seem so strange and distant. It's like she's just a bystander standing on the ground, looking up at the stars. No matter how hard she tries, she can't truly touch the deep love of her father.