CHAPTER 437: CHAPTER 437: STAB YOU ONCE, THEN APOLOGIZE (PART 2)

Mr. Meng picked up the documents, and as he read what was clearly written on them, the disappointment in his heart towards Meng Yanzhi deepened.

Usually, Mr. Meng was aware of most troubles caused by Meng Yanzhi, but here were some he did not know about.

Driving a car and killing someone, yet being covered for by Meng Yanzhi’s own father.

At school, forcing someone else to drop out.

Mr. Meng only looked through two pages of the documents before he set them down, not intending to read any further. He took a long sigh and said, "I will send Yanzhi abroad. He will not disturb your lives anymore."

"As for Mr. Lian’s injuries, our Meng Family will take full responsibility." Mr. Meng seemed to have aged several years in just one day, even his wrinkles had multiplied. He said, "I know you might feel that the punishment for Yanzhi is not enough, but even though Yanzhi is not the biological son of my son Meng Jin, he was raised by my side since he was a child, no different from my own grandson."

"Mo Siyu, do you understand the feelings of a grandfather?" Mr. Meng looked deeply at Mo Siyu, who was only five or six years older than Meng Yanzhi, but from every aspect, Mr. Meng had to admit that Meng Yanzhi was not even close to Mo Siyu’s toes.

Although he may be a distant and irrelevant child, having raised him for nearly twenty years, Mr. Meng had grown fond of him. He said, "Consider it a plea from Yanzhi’s grandfather, from now on, Yanzhi will be abroad, if not forever, at least he will not be the one to take over the Meng Family."

Originally, Mr. Meng had thought about handing over everything of the Meng Family to Meng Yanzhi in the future, and had always planned it that way. His only son, Meng Jin, had also been unhappy with him over this issue. Although Meng Jin never said he didn’t want Meng Yanzhi to inherit the Meng Family, his actions spoke for themselves.

He had spent the entire previous night pondering and had made up his mind that no matter what, Meng Yanzhi must be protected. Even though disappointed in him, he wanted him to live well thereafter. However, Meng Yanzhi had always been raised to take over the Meng Family, and now, going abroad meant he would no longer be the same as before.

Mo Siyu was somewhat surprised to hear this, but after a moment, he understood. Any one of these issues, if he wanted to bring them to light, Meng Yanzhi wouldn’t just be going abroad; he would definitely be caught and it’s uncertain how many years he would be locked up.

Taking a step back now saves Meng Yanzhi’s face.

Mo Siyu fell silent. He was determined to stand up for Xiao Yue the day before; Meng Yanzhi had repeatedly troubled Xiao Yue, and if he turned a blind eye, he wouldn’t be Mo Siyu.

Thus, at the first sign of trouble, Mo Siyu brought the evidence he had collected before, along with yesterday’s incident, to meet with old Mr. Meng directly.

"Mo Siyu, don’t you believe my words?" Mr. Meng, seeing that he remained silent for a long time, thought he disagreed.

Mo Siyu said, "Mr. Meng, I believe you."

...

After a long while, following Mo Siyu’s departure, Mr. Meng sat there. The mottled sunlight filtered through the leaves and fell on Mr. Meng, who took a long sigh.

Returning to the Meng residence, Meng Yanzhi was in the courtyard, craning his neck looking around. Seeing Mr. Meng return, he hurried over and said, "Grandfather, you went out so early?"

"Grandfather, I made breakfast, would you like some?" Meng Yanzhi pointed to the noodles on the table and said, "I made scallion noodles today, Grandfather..."

Meng Yanzhi’s ingratiating smile was overly conspicuous.

Mr. Meng glanced at him and went inside. The scallion noodles on the table had gone cold.

"Grandfather, I’ll warm it up for you..." Meng Yanzhi didn’t finish his sentence.

Mr. Meng interrupted, "Yanzhi, I’ve had breakfast. Come here."

Mr. Meng sat in the living room and said, "Today, go apologize to Tang and Mr. Lian. Also, I have had Qu Feng prepare your documents for going abroad. You’ll leave on tomorrow morning’s plane."

Meng Yanzhi had a rush of words, all stuck in his throat. Apologizing he understood, but going abroad he did not.

Since childhood, Mr. Meng always told him that he would take over the Meng Family in the future. Originally, he was supposed to go to the company, but he was utterly unwilling and barely managed to get into Jinghua University with bottom-of-the-barrel grades. Mr. Meng never had low expectations of him.

But now, suddenly going abroad?

Meng Yanzhi’s heart began to panic.

"Grand... Grandfather..." Meng Yanzhi’s voice trembled.

Mr. Meng sat upright in his chair, but said no more, quietly sipping hot tea.

Meng Yanzhi kept looking at Mr. Meng, for a long time, until Mr. Meng left, and only then did he hear Qu Feng’s reminder, "Yanzhi, it’s time to go to the hospital."

"Uncle Qu, has Grandfather... given up on me?" Meng Yanzhi’s voice was soft, his gaze at Qu Feng blank, like a small lost animal.

Qu Feng couldn’t bear to see Meng Yanzhi like this and only sighed deeply, trying to comfort him, "Stay abroad for a year or two, by the time this matter is forgotten, by the time..." he didn’t know how to finish the sentence.

Mr. Meng’s intentions, which he knew clearly from following Mr. Meng for so long, dawned on Meng Yanzhi as well.

"Uncle Qu, let’s go to the hospital," Meng Yanzhi said, much more subdued, quieter. On the way to the hospital, Meng Yanzhi hardly said a word.

Upon arriving at the hospital, hearing from Qu Feng in which ward to find him, Meng Yanzhi walked all the way to the ward. Just as he arrived, he ran into Bai Qing, who upon seeing Meng Yanzhi, immediately became aggressive.

"Student, he is here to apologize," Qu Feng stepped forward to block in front of Meng Yanzhi.

Bai Qing sneered, "Heh, stab someone then apologize? How about I try it?" Cold indifference was surfacing in Bai Qing’s eyes.

Qu Feng wanted to argue on behalf of Meng Yanzhi, but Meng Yanzhi said, "Uncle Qu."

"Bai Qing, whether you believe it or not, I am here to apologize." Meng Yanzhi’s whole demeanor had changed from before; the previous Meng Yanzhi was a reckless spendthrift, a playboy who even when trying to appear serious couldn’t conceal his unreliable temperament in his eyes.

Now, Meng Yanzhi had quietened down, and even his eyes had become tranquil.

Bai Qing remained on guard, fearing that Meng Yanzhi had some ulterior motive.

"Bai Qing, let him in," came a shout from inside the ward. Lian Qingyang, after a day’s rest, had his eyes more swollen, barely able to squint. Hearing Meng Yanzhi’s voice, Lian Qingyang wished he could get out of bed and teach him a lesson.