Chapter 83 - I'm Not Angry
“So, it was all a coincidence?”
While Huangfu Shao found this hard to believe, he recognized that Mu Sifa had no motivation to deceive him.
“Maybe destiny is playing games with me!”
Binding me to my adversary's son? Could it be that fate is attempting to hinder my ambitions? Is that why they sent Shang Xiaojie, that young troublemaker, into my life?
Mu Sifa forced a bitter smile. He was already perplexed, unsure whether he truly desired Shang Xiaojie or if it was merely the Shang family's necessity.
Huangfu Shao furrowed his brow. Even he was uncertain about how to navigate the current circumstances.
“If you still believe it's my fault, then go ahead and throw a few punches! I won't resist,” Mu Sifa offered.
Huangfu Shao felt a little uncomfortable, “Do you have the power to fight back? In any case, it was your fault. What were you thinking about when it came to sexually assaulting a child?”
Huangfu Shao could not forget this matter. Maybe it was because Shang Xiaojie was the same age as Huangfu Qiao that he felt a sense of substitution.
Before he became good friends with Shang Xiaojie, Huangfu Qiao had a very good friend, but the other party used him everywhere as a convenience, causing him to almost get raped.
Therefore, this might be the reason why Huangfu Shao couldn't just sit by and watch Shang Xiaojie get bullied.
“There is no point in talking about it. It has already happened. But I want you to promise that you will be responsible for Xiaojie and be good to him. Break off all relations with Shang Minjie and give Xiaojie a name.”
Although from Huangfu Qiao how to know that Wu steel wants Sun steel to marry Shang Xiaojie, but Huangfu Shao knows Sun steel, he is afraid that Sun steel will scheme.
“What is it? Don't tell me you like that kid?”
Suddenly, he sneered as if he was taunting Huangfu Shao. He didn't know if it was because Huangfu Shao cared too much about Shang Xiaojie that made him unhappy.
“How can you say such bastard words?”
Huangfu Shao felt a surge of anger because Mu Sifa's words seemed to carry a hint of disdain towards Shang Xiaojie.
“Fine, I'm a jerk. If you have nothing else, you can leave!” I have a lot of work to do, and I won't bother sending you off.”
Ye Zichen issued the cold directive, then settled at his desk, engrossed in his tasks, ignoring Huangfu Shao.
Enraged, Huangfu Shao hurried over, intending to grab Mu Sifa's collar to jolt him awake. However, the phone on Wu's desk rang, interrupting his outburst.
Mu Sifa, already in a foul mood, answered the phone with a less than pleasant tone.
“What is it?” His voice was so icy it could cut through steel.
Anticipating a staff member's call, Mu Sifa wasted no time with formalities.
Shang Xiaojie was taken aback. Was Mu Sifa angry? His tone sounded rather sour.
“Are you deaf? Say something.” Unable to hear a response, Mu Sifa grew impatient and snapped.
Shang Xiaojie was once again frightened, his body tensing up. After a moment, he replied with a hint of trepidation, “Mu, Mu Sifa, it's me.”
Hearing Shang Xiaojie's voice tinged with fear, Mu Sifa's expression froze. Then, he struck the table and muttered to himself, his words unclear, as if he were cursing himself.
“Are, are you upset, or did I disturb your work?”
At the same time, he adopted a cautious approach, refraining from making noise or even breathing too loudly.
“I'm sorry; I'll hang up now.” His voice quivered slightly, suggesting he might be frightened or hurt.
Mu Sifa's heart felt constricted, as if the anger in his chest were on the verge of erupting, but he managed to suppress it.
Finally, he sighed, his brow furrowing. “I'm not angry. Come over to my place.” His voice softened.
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