Chapter 637 - Sowing Seeds of Discord (7)

Chapter 637: Sowing Seeds of Discord (7)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Shen Liangchuan’s hands were slightly trembling as he signed the form.
For the last eight years, he had always had his mother by his side when the days seemed too long and life was difficult.
At the time, it had also been Xia Yehua who had supported him in establishing a team after leaving the Shen Family.
Although the team had eventually folded, Xia Yehua had never blamed him for it.
He took a deep breath as he looked at the firm and tried his best to calm himself down.


He held the pen steadily, but right after signing the document, he looked as though all strength had been drained from him. His limbs felt numb.
As Qiao Lian looked at him, for some reason, she was reminded of herself eight years ago.
After school, she had gone home only to see that their family home was being engulfed in flames. She remembered how overwhelmingly hopeless and helpless she had felt.
She had wanted to dash into the burning building to save her parents…
With these thoughts, she cast her gaze downwards and walked towards Shen Liangchuan, reaching out to hold his hand.
They weren’t doctors, and the situation in the operating room now was beyond their ability to solve.
The only thing she could do was to be by his side, as they waited for the results of Xia Yehua’s surgery.
At the same time, she said a sincere prayer in her heart: Mom, you’ve got to get better.
At the far end or the corridor, around the corner.
Shen Zichuan was standing there and had been there for some time.


He dared not go any nearer. His bloodshot eyes were fixed steadily on the entrance of the operating room.
At that moment, he was feeling like a child who had lost his way.
She had never been good to him. He hated her and blamed her…
But he had never thought that one day, she would no longer exist in this world.
Critical State Form.
Shen Zihao tightened his fists nervously.
Unconsciously, his thoughts floated back to his childhood. He recalled a scene of Xia Yehua carrying him and trying to coax him into eating his meal.
Actually, it wasn’t true that Ye Xiahua had never been good to him.
But why did he only suddenly realize how much she loved him when he was about to lose her?
That’s right.


She had indeed left without a word eight years ago.
But perhaps she really had had her own difficulties.
Even if she had abandoned him, he shouldn’t have been so angry. And to say those harsh words on top.
Xia Yehua had a weak heart and she could not handle anger. Nor could she handle emotional provocation.
He knew all of this. That girl, Xia Nuannuan, had told him so. So how could he have said such hurtful words in a heated moment?
At this thought, he stepped forward.
He wanted to go closer but found no courage to do so.
Hence, he stood at this awkward distance watching.
The seconds and minutes went by.
The tension grew within him.


Till at last, he took yet another step forward.
As the distance closed between them, Shen Liangchuan turned around and saw him. His bloodshot eyes suddenly turned cold, revealing a certain ruthlessness in his expression.
Without a word or warning, he lunged forward and grabbed Shen Zihao by the collar. He drew back his arm and delivered a merciless blow.
Shen Zihao had never let himself be at a disadvantage; he had even gotten into a fight with Shen Liangchuan at the function earlier on.
But now, he stood hunching his shoulders and showing no sign of retaliation.
The blow landed on his face, and yet another one on his body.
Shen Liangchuan’s anger, however, did not subside with the punches he threw. On the contrary, it got worse and, pointing a finger at Shen Zihao, he shouted,
Get out!


Shen Zihao, are you satisfied now? Let me warn you, if anything happens to Mom, all of you will pay for it!