Chapter 279 - 269 Who Reported It
He felt his legs give way and collapsed onto the stairs.
It was he who called the police, the person truly taken away, and the one who couldn’t bear it was also him.
What appeared before his eyes was the image of his father teaching him as usual, full of integrity, refined, and dignified.
He was the youngest son in the family, mischievous from a young age, spoiled by his parents. His father was at his wit’s end dealing with his education, frustrated and disappointed, yet unwilling to hit him. Even on days when he was genuinely angry, threatening to beat him, the threats were merely bluster. He never laid a finger on him. However, whether it was towards him or his eldest brother and second brother, his father’s constant advice was: You all grow up in such a good era; you have the luxurious life you do now, you must always be grateful, and remember to repay this era in return, remember to help more people anytime. Because of this, all three brothers, regardless of who, actively followed their father’s footsteps in charity work. His motivation to join the Aid Africa program also came from this education. Yes, just this year, those who were grateful for his father’s help even held a party to thank him. In everyone’s eyes, his father was perfect, a powerful man and a great philanthropist. In his eyes, his father was even more godlike. How could he commit a crime? How could he? He felt a bit lost; which one was truly his father?
When Su Zhen was taken away, Shang Qingmei felt her world collapse. She made countless phone calls to lawyers, acquaintances, and was still deeply unsettled after dozens of calls.
Usually, Mrs. Su managed everything smoothly and competently. Nothing was too difficult for her, but without Su Zhen, she was in complete disarray. She remembered Su Rongcheng and had to inform him to hurry home, disregarding their long-standing discord.
After all this bustling, she remembered Su Rongyu, turned around but he was nowhere in sight. She had no time to worry about him, changed her clothes, and went out to find solutions.
Su Rongyu dizzily locked himself in his room, his head spinning, and collapsed onto the bed.
Twenty-two years of a playboy’s life, suddenly and successively witnessing earth-shattering changes he couldn’t bear. He didn’t understand why it happened and didn’t want to think about it. In his drowsiness, maybe everything was just a dream. When he woke up, he would still be that carefree young man, driving luxury cars, teasing cats and dogs, bringing home shaky report cards of failed exams, with his father’s thunderous voice booming the next second.