Chapter 1217

Chapter 1217  : Xia Yehua’s Marriage (12)

Shen Zihao cast his gaze down and suddenly hung his head. After a moment, he spoke, “Big brother.”

“Uh huh.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Huh?”

“I shouldn’t have doubted Mom and checked the scars on your back.”

On that note, he suddenly felt a light tap on his shoulder.

Shen Zihao froze and lifted his gaze. He saw Shen Liangchuan looking back at him and saying, “No big deal.”

No big deal.

It was really no big deal.

“At least now you won’t just listen to one side of the story and will seek the truth yourself. This shows you’ve grown up.”

Shen Zihao: …

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After Shen Xiu left, he returned home to Mei Feng.

When his car turned at the street he lived in, the traffic around ceased.

His car was the only vehicle on that little street. Looking into the distance, he could see his property.

Very soon, the car pulled up at the gate. He cut a lonely figure as he swiped his card key to open the automatic gate and drive in.

The Shen family property was huge.

Driving to his villa in itself took five minutes.

Although the property was beautifully landscaped and kept, along the way in he saw no one.

There wasn’t a soul in sight.

He thought of the lively atmosphere when Xia Yehua, Shen Liangchuan and Shen Zihao were gathered together, and he suddenly felt a loneliness that he had never experienced before.

Walking into the living room, he saw Mei Feng on the sofa talking on the phone. “… That bag is a very limited edition, you have to get one for me. Sure, when I go on a holiday to France next month, I’ll bring you one.”

After she said this, she started laughing uncontrollably. Then she turned and saw Shen Xiu. She got to her feet immediately and said, “Darling, you’re back.”

Then she extended her arms and rushed towards him.

At once, it was as if he had found a vent for the loneliness that he had felt along the way home.

He immediately embraced and lifted her in his arms. He then hurriedly stumbled all the way up to the bedroom.

Like the parched ground after a long drought, Mei Feng soaked up his desperate advance.

Shen Xiu was quite old now and over time, they had had less and less intimate moments.

Hence right at this point, Mei Feng clung onto him anxiously.

That day, Shen Xiu turned that burning desire into crazed and furious action.

He tortured Mei Feng till her back was on the verge of breaking, but he just couldn’t find release.

Desperate, Mei Feng was about to make a suggestion when a confused expression spread across his face. He covered Mei Feng’s eyes with his hand and immediately called out, “Yehua.”

The next moment, the action was over.

Shen Xiu collapsed onto Mei Feng. The woman, however, had turned cold and stiff, as though frozen.

It was no wonder that Shen Xiu had seemed so odd the past few days. It was because he had gone to see that woman.

That woman. Mei Feng clenched her fists tightly and shook in fury.

It had been eight years. How could Shen Xiu still think of her?

It was her, Mei Feng, who had been by his side.

She bit her lip. Suddenly, Shen Xiu reached out with his arms and put them around her shoulders.

He was exhausted. At this point, his eyes were shut since he had fallen asleep.

In his semi-conscious state, he slowly mumbled, “Yehua, I miss you. You are mine, you can’t marry Li Mao!”

Mei Feng’s pupils shrank back upon hearing this.

She suddenly put it all together.

So Xia Yehua was going to marry Li Mao and he had found out about it. Was that why he had come to her to seek solace?

Her expression sharpened and an evil glint flashed across her eyes as she thought, “Xia Yehua, you want to marry Li Mao and live happily. No way.”