klisemfg Chapter 304 Ending the Error
Chapter 304 Ending the Error
Jiang Yan Hui was wearing a black trench coat today, which made his tall figure appear even more imposing. He couldn't sit still for even ten minutes in the living room. Lie Can Xiao glanced at the two men in black standing beside him, his thin lips pressed even tighter, revealing how terrible his mood was. He didn't want to wait another second, so he simply stood up. Seeing him make a move, the two men exchanged glances, then stood together in front of Jiang Yan Hui. "Young Master Yan, Master Lin is resting right now, you..."
Jiang Yan's thick eyebrows furrowed instantly. "What? Do I need your permission to do what I want now?" He reached out and grabbed the tie from one of the men's chests, his thin lips curling into a mocking smile. "If I say I want to go in, can you stop me?"
Everyone knows how formidable Jiang Yan Hui is. Over the years, he has donned a formal suit to highlight his success as a businessman, but deep down he remains the same arrogant and charming young master of the Jiang family. These two people know perfectly well that they are no match for him!
"I can't even get a peaceful afternoon nap."
A deep, aged voice broke the deadlock in the living room. Just as the two men were at a loss, Lin Zhenbiao came out leisurely, leaning on his cane. He glanced at Jiang Yanhui, waved his hand, and signaled the two men to step back.
"Yan Hui, how hard do you have to come all this way to see me? Why do you look so angry? What happened?"
Pretending to be stupid was one of his strengths. Jiang Yan sneered, not having time to waste words with him. "You should know very well why I came to see you."
Lin Zhenbiao still looked bewildered. "What is it? You came in and immediately gave me a hard time. Ha, even if you have a lot of complaints about me, I'm still your grandfather. I raised you from a baby to adulthood, and in the end, you turn around and bite me like a traitor?"
Jiang Yan turned her head, her expression dark, her thin lips pressed into a sharp arc. "I have never denied the fact that you are my grandfather. If you weren't my grandfather, I wouldn't have bothered talking to you so much. I know you took Beibei away... Grandfather, don't make any more mistakes. What's the point of doing this? Do you think you can control everything? People's hearts are the hardest thing to control. The more forceful you are, the more people will backfire. Do you want to force everyone away from you before you feel satisfied?"
"I'm wrong?" Lin Zhenbiao pointed to himself, his expression one of deep remorse. "You actually say I'm wrong? Yan Hui, do you have any conscience? Who did all that I did for? Without me, do you think you could be standing here talking to me like this? Without me, do you think everyone would call you President Jiang? I cleared away all the obstacles for you, gave you the best of everything, but you insist on being with the daughter of that bitch who killed your mother. Aren't you slapping me in the face? You're stepping on your mother's corpse to get ahead, you know that? And you still say I'm wrong? Can you sleep at night with that woman in your arms? Hasn't your mother ever come looking for you?"
How many self-righteous people in this world believe that everything they do is the most correct, that it is for the good of others, but little do they know that they are just imposing their own selfishness on others, yet they keep saying all day long, "I'm doing this for your own good."
Jiang Yan never denied that his desire to rise higher was genuine, but so was his desire to control his own thoughts. He was actually quite pitiful; he had nothing left in his life, but he needed to grasp onto something to control in order to prove his worth as Lin Zhenbiao. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't even have a reason to live.
He was wrong, terribly wrong!
The most precious thing between people is understanding and tolerance, not presumptuous control.
"If you truly cared about my mother, you wouldn't have let her marry Jiang Jizhen in the first place. If you truly cared about my mother, you wouldn't have tolerated her killing others. You keep saying that Sisi's mother killed my mother, but I know that's not true at all. It was my mother who killed Sisi's biological mother. It was your Lin family who owed her, not the other way around. Why can't you understand? If everyone in this world lived by the principle of an eye for an eye, then everyone would be blind!" That usually elegant and handsome face was now filled with a chilling aura.
Yan Yi stood firm. Jiang Yan had never felt such heartache as she did now. How deep is the pain when your loved ones turn their backs on you yet remain unrepentant?
"I did nothing wrong. Don't try to reason with me!" Lin Zhenbiao waved his hand angrily, stubbornly refusing to back down. "Yan Hui, let me tell you, you have no right to talk to me like that. I wasn't the one who started all of this. Do you think I'd be happy to bury my child? Your mother was my precious darling. She could have been so happy, but because of that woman, she's lived her whole life in the shadows of pain. Since she can't be happy, I won't let that woman have a good time either, and I won't let her child have a good time either!"
"So, you can even disregard my happiness?"
"Your happiness? How many women in this world can't have children? A slut like her doesn't deserve you at all! It's laughable. Do you think she'll change my opinion of her just because she had two children?" Lin Zhenbiao suddenly smiled, his voice instantly becoming somewhat gentle, but it was a twisted kind of gentleness. "Want to let her go? Never. I will never acknowledge someone like her. My biggest mistake was not killing her back then, but letting her live! But now, I'm going to end that mistake."
Jiang Yanhui's eyes were sharp as blades, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. If the old man in front of him wasn't his grandfather who had raised him so much, he would have pounced on him and punched him. That woman was someone he wouldn't even dare to raise his voice at, yet this man kept calling her a "bitch," and he simply couldn't tolerate it any longer—
“I don’t want to waste any more words with you. Because you are my grandfather, I have to tolerate some of your excessive behavior. But today I’m not going to tolerate it anymore. Even if you tie Beibei up, it won’t work. This is your last chance. If you are still stubborn, you will lose more than just me in the end.”
Lin Zhenbiao snorted nonchalantly. Everything was proceeding according to his plan, and he was now completely confident of victory. "What? Are you planning to betray your own family for the greater good? Yan Hui, what evidence do you have that I took your son away? Or do you really think you're strong enough now that you can go against me?"
Jiang Yan didn't say anything more. She reached behind her back, took out the exquisite pistol from her waist, and pointed the muzzle at him.
Lin Zhenbiao seemed to have never expected him to go to such lengths; his heart involuntarily clenched painfully—
This is his grandson, his dear grandson!
He was taught shooting by his own hands when he was only seven years old. Now, someone is pointing a gun at him!
The child he raised with his own hands is pointing a gun at him.
This scene was not part of any of the plans. Lin Zhenbiao's hand trembled weakly, and the cane in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter. His voice was not as arrogant as before, but trembled slightly, "You want to kill me?"
Suddenly, there was a loud bang outside the window!
I don't know when, but the sky outside had already darkened. The dark, inky clouds pressed down heavily on everything in the world, as if a strong typhoon had suddenly struck. Although it was a high-end hotel, the wind was howling outside. People inside could still clearly see the sky and earth being swept up by the wind. Huge raindrops were falling one by one, making a loud noise as they hit the ground. In the blink of an eye, the torrential rain poured down like a waterfall, rushing down from the sky. It was pitch black outside.
Jiang Yan stood before Lin Zhenbiao, his gun held firmly, his eyes bloodshot, his voice sharp and menacing, each word like a blade piercing Lin Zhenbiao's heart. "You know everything, yet you deceive yourself. Don't you feel pain? You were the one who started it all, killing people and claiming you were right, because you knew that if you stopped, you would have nothing left. But I gave you so many chances, five years ago and five years later, yet you remained unrepentant. A wrong thing, no matter how stubborn you are, can never be right; no matter how stubborn you are, you can never undo it. Do you know what my mother wanted most? You never knew. Do you know what I wanted most? You don't know either. You're just making excuses for your selfishness. You know everything, yet you continue like this. You're torturing yourself, and you're torturing me. I just want to tell you, if you continue like this, in the end, no one will help you. You'll always be alone!"
Lin Zhenbiao began to tremble all over. He felt as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest, and even his voice was unsteady. Yet, he burst into a monstrous laugh. "What a fine child I raised! Do you remember the first time you held a gun? I taught you step by step—Yan Hui. Listen, it's thundering outside. It's like it's going to strike you with lightning, and you still want to point a gun at me?"
At this moment, Jiang Yan Hui was like a demon from hell. He didn't care about cause and effect, or retribution. His eyes were sinister, and he only repeated one sentence, "Bring Bei Bei out for me."
The door was kicked open at that moment, and the two people facing off froze. Ye Zhenghao was covered in mud, water dripping from his hair and eyebrows, his clothes soaked and clinging to his body. Several people were behind him. He glanced at Jiang Yanhui, his voice deep and hoarse, "Siyi is in trouble..."