TSBIR Chapter 28
by Volare“A-Yang.”
As soon as Shen Jinyu left, Shen Xingyang broke down and cried. Xiao Qi had known Shen Xingyang for so many years, and this was the first time he had seen him cry like this. It was an endless sorrow and uncontrollable sadness.
In the past, Shen Xingyang had been subjected to vile and abusive language from many people while negotiating contracts for the Shen Corporation. All sorts of nasty words had been used on him.
But after the success, all the credit went to Shen Jinlin. At that time, Xiao Qi felt it wasn’t fair to Shen Xingyang, but Shen Xingyang smiled indifferently and said, “It’s okay, it’s enough if everyone knows.”
Over the years, Shen Xingyang had always healed himself, maintaining that cheerfulness.
He walked over, wanting to help Shen Xingyang up, but Shen Xingyang kept apologizing, saying that he had implicated him.
But actually, Xiao Qi didn’t think it was a big deal. So what if he got a few lashes? What couldn’t he endure? He was a grown man; there was no need to be so fragile.
Shen Xingyang cried until he was tired, then followed Xiao Qi to his home. Once at Xiao Qi’s place, Shen Xingyang calmed down.
He started to apply medicine to Xiao Qi. Xiao Qi couldn’t argue with Shen Xingyang, so he could only agree to let Shen Xingyang apply the medicine first.
“Actually, your brother didn’t go too far. He just wanted to teach me a lesson and didn’t really get serious. You know, if he really wanted me dead, how could you still see me alive?”
Xiao Qi smiled and tried to comfort Shen Xingyang, but it didn’t seem to have any effect.
“My brother used to tell me that Shen Jinyu just couldn’t accept my mother’s death and didn’t hate me, but after so many years, the result is obvious.”
In his past life, Shen Jinyu had watched coldly as he and Shen Jinjue died. He had already died once, yet Shen Xingyang still had expectations for Shen Jinyu.
Now, he had finally seen it clearly. No matter what he did, Shen Jinyu would not accept him.
Xiao Qi didn’t say anything, quietly accepting Shen Xingyang’s help in applying the medicine.
“Don’t let your tears drip on me, or it will hurt like hell.”
“Shut up,” Shen Xingyang said, both laughing and crying. He wasn’t even crying anymore, and Xiao Qi was deliberately teasing him.
“Okay, that’s about it. Let me help you treat your wounds now. Your brother was much heavier-handed than me.”
Xiao Qi put on his clothes, turned around, and prepared to apply medicine to Shen Xingyang.
“Can’t you be a little softer? You’re usually so smooth and good at pleasing people, why doesn’t it work with Shen Jinyu? Look at your mouth, you bit it like this.”
After applying the medicine to Shen Xingyang, Xiao Qi looked at the wound on the corner of his mouth. It was a deep bite. No wonder he had been bleeding earlier, scaring him half to death. It turned out Shen Xingyang had endured the pain and bitten himself.
“Being soft only works on people who care about you. To him… what good would it do?”
Shen Xingyang smiled bitterly, looking very helpless.
“This injury of yours, it probably won’t heal in a month or two, right?”
Xiao Qi had underestimated Shen Jinyu. When he was applying the medicine to Shen Xingyang earlier, he realized that Shen Xingyang’s wounds were actually so deep.
Not to mention the lashes, even the two slaps had left very deep marks. Shen Xingyang had applied egg to his face for a long time, but it hadn’t reduced the swelling.
By evening, Shen Xingyang had rested enough, and it was time to return to Song Manor.
He looked at the injuries on his face and asked Xiao Qi’s sister to use concealer to cover them up, hoping Song Yichen wouldn’t notice.
He didn’t know if Song Yichen would care, but for some reason, he didn’t want Song Yichen to worry.
He carefully entered the living room. The lights were still on, and he didn’t know if Song Yichen had returned to his room.
As soon as he entered the living room, he saw Song Yichen sitting on the sofa, watching TV.
Song Yichen saw him but didn’t even look up. “Why are you back so late?”
“There was something at the company. I already ate dinner at the company, so I’ll go back to my room first.”
Shen Xingyang felt a little guilty and said this before preparing to go upstairs.
Song Yichen “mm”ed, turned his head, glanced at Shen Xingyang, and suddenly stood up.
“Wait!”
“What’s wrong?”
Shen Xingyang smiled and didn’t move, just standing there.
Song Yichen wiped his face and leaned closer. “Who hit you?”
Shen Xingyang sighed, his hand weakly supporting the handrail.
“How can I hide anything from you?”
“Open your mouth.”
Song Yichen found it strange. Why was Shen Xingyang’s mouth so swollen? What had he done?
Shen Xingyang opened his mouth, and Song Yichen’s expression turned unpleasant after seeing it.
“You bit it on purpose?”
Shen Xingyang nodded, not denying it.
“Come back to my room with me.”
Biting it like that, how much force did he use, and for how long? A large chunk of flesh inside had been bitten off. If this wasn’t treated well, it would definitely turn into an ulcer.
Shen Xingyang followed him, entering Song Yichen’s room and sitting on the sofa.
“The injuries have already been treated. It’s fine.”
Only then did Song Yichen notice that Shen Xingyang wasn’t wearing the same clothes he had worn this morning. Song Yichen frowned.
“Take off your clothes.”
“I said it’s fine.”
“Take them off.”
Song Yichen didn’t bother to say extra words to Shen Xingyang and directly gave the order. Since that night, Shen Xingyang had become more and more disobedient. It seemed it was better to be obedient.
Shen Xingyang had no choice but to take off his shirt.
Song Yichen looked at his injuries, and his expression became increasingly grim.
“Who did this?”
“Shen Jinyu.”
Song Yichen thought for a moment. Shen Jinyu, the second young master of the Shen family, was also Shen Xingyang’s only brother from the same parents. After Madam Shen died, leaving behind her only child, shouldn’t Shen Jinyu treat Shen Xingyang better than Shen Jinjue, who was only a half-brother? Why would he be so heavy-handed?
If it were someone else, punishing them for making mistakes wouldn’t be strange, but Shen Jinjue couldn’t possibly not know about Shen Xingyang’s health. With Shen Xingyang’s health, how long would it take for these injuries to heal!
“Why would your brother treat you like this? Isn’t he your own brother?”
Song Yichen began to apply medicine to Shen Xingyang. The medicines they had used before weren’t suitable for Shen Xingyang; he still had to use his own.
“Do you remember what I said? Besides my brother, everyone wants me dead, but the only one in the Shen family who recognizes me as a brother is Shen Jinjue.”
Song Yichen didn’t speak, his eyes filled with incomprehension.
Shen Gai had so many children that he couldn’t even count them all, so it was normal that he didn’t value Shen Xingyang, this physically weak son.
But Shen Jinyu only had this one younger brother! He was also the last child that his mother had risked her life to leave behind. How could he not care?
Shen Xingyang smiled sarcastically. Sure enough, no one understood. That was how it had always been.
Everyone thought that Shen Jinyu was upright and just, and he was also his own brother, so every time Shen Jinlin caused trouble for him, and Shen Jinyu punished him, everyone would naturally think it was Shen Xingyang’s fault.
After all, people always sided with the one they were more closely related to by blood.
“My mother’s physical condition couldn’t support my birth, but she insisted on not giving up on me. Later, as soon as I was born, my mother died, so Shen Jinyu hates me. He feels that because of me, he lost his mother. He can even accept Luo Ting, who took my mother’s place, but he can’t accept me.”
These things weren’t secrets; there was nothing he couldn’t say.
“So this time, why did he hit you?”
Even if Shen Jinyu didn’t like Shen Xingyang, there had to be a reason for him to hit him.
“Because I took Shen Jinlin’s place. He wanted me to resign voluntarily, but I refused.”
Song Yichen wasn’t unaware of the scheme Shen Xingyang had set up to get to his current position, but if Shen Jinlin were smart, he wouldn’t have been schemed against so easily.
Shen Xingyang looked at Song Yichen, his smile a little bitter. “No one in the Shen family recognizes me, so no one knows how much I’ve sacrificed to get to my current position.”
After Shen Xingyang finished speaking, he looked at Song Yichen proudly. “Do you know? I’m very good at golf, snooker, tennis, and polo. Although my health isn’t good, with some medicine, simple exercise isn’t a problem. I don’t know what I like, but I learned these sports to conquer those business partners. I don’t have any favorite sports. Exercise makes my heart race and makes me uncomfortable, but as long as I think that if I learn these things well, I can sign contracts one after another, I’ll be very happy.”
Shen Xingyang blinked, trying to hold back his tears. Over the years, he had worked really hard to get the Shen Corporation.
Others learned those things out of interest, but he was learning them with his life. Every time he pleased those people, he felt extremely disgusted. Even when he heard those people insulting him, he still had to agree and echo their sentiments.
He was destined not to get the Shen family, but he just wanted to do his best to help Shen Jinjue, to help Shen Jinjue guard the Shen Corporation so that he could be worry-free in the military camp.
But his own brother, whom he regarded as family, wanted him to give up everything for someone else, because he didn’t love him, so he could hurt him without any scruples?
“Shen Xingyang, look at me.”
Song Yichen looked at Shen Xingyang, forcing him to raise his head and face his own vulnerability.
But Shen Xingyang kept his head down, enduring the emotions in his heart.
Song Yichen wrapped his arm around the back of Shen Xingyang’s neck and pulled him into his arms.
“Shen Xingyang, Shen Jinyu isn’t worthy of being your brother. You have Shen Jinjue as a brother, and that’s enough. In the future, he won’t dare to lay a hand on you again.”
Song Yichen’s eyes were unfathomably deep, as if he were thinking about something.