In a sense, as Su Qinghai's daughter, Susan can be regarded as a standard wealthy woman.
But--
Even with this status, she could not give Chen Fan any help when he needed it the most.
This made her feel very powerless, and it was also an important reason why she accepted that there were other women around Chen Fan.
After all...those women spared no effort to help Chen Fan when Chen Fan was at his lowest point.
Previously, when facing Zhang Qianqian, who also loved her fiancé deeply, the reason why Susan said those words impulsively was largely out of understanding and sympathy.
In her opinion, given her status and family background, Chen Fan seemed powerless when he needed help, let alone Zhang Qianqian?
In fact, it is.
That girl who came from an ordinary family, when Chen Fan needed help the most, used her greatest asset - her body.
She tried to use her own identity to get Chen Fei to rescue Chen Fan.
But...she failed.
Not only did she fail to help Chen Fan, but she was also severely humiliated by Chen Fei.
Susan didn't know about this matter, but...it didn't mean that she couldn't appreciate and understand the persistent, hot and powerless love deep in Zhang Qianqian's heart.
Therefore, even when Susan said those words, she felt a little painful in her heart, but she still said them.
Perhaps, as Zhang Qianqian noticed, Susan also changed a lot for Chen Fan unknowingly.
In fact, not only Chen Fan, many people are changing because of Chen Fan!
…
When Susan came to the tombstone of the old man of the Chen family again, Chen Fan stood in front of the tombstone like a gun, staring motionlessly at the photo on the tombstone.
Seeing this scene, Susan did not speak. Instead, she stepped forward lightly and placed the flower basket in her hand in front of the old man’s monument. At the same time, she took out the wine, paper money, incense and other items needed for memorial in another basket.
out.
After doing all this, Susan quietly retreated to Chen Fan, put her arms around Chen Fan's waist, gently leaned her head on Chen Fan's shoulder, and looked at the old man of the Chen family on the tombstone with red eyes.
's photos.
Watching, watching, Susan thought of the hearty laughter of the old man of the Chen family, and the domineering spirit of the old man of the Chen family.
Thinking, thinking, tears welled up uncontrollably from Susan's eyes and slid quietly down her bare face.
In contrast, Chen Fan, who was leaning on her shoulder, did not shed tears. He just looked ahead quietly.
Time is like grains of sand in your hands, disappearing unconsciously.
After an unknown amount of time, Chen Fan gently closed his eyes, turned his head, stretched out his hand, gently wiped away the tears on Susan's face, and said in a hoarse voice: "Shanshan, go get the incense, let's burn incense for the old lady.
kowtow."
"Um."
Susan bit her lip, stopped crying, and obediently stepped forward to pick up the incense and handed it to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan took out a lighter, lit the incense, gave half of it to Susan, and then took Susan to offer incense to the old man of the Chen family.
Later, Chen Fan and Susan burned paper for the old man of the Chen family. During this period, Susan bit her lips and let tears fall down her face. Chen Fan's expression was always calm, but the sadness hidden under the calm was stronger than before.
A lot.
After putting up the incense and burning the paper, the two of them knelt down on the ground and kowtowed three times to the old man of the Chen family, just like they did in the intensive care unit in the inner courtyard of Yanjing Hospital in March.
After doing all this, Chen Fan gently wiped away the tears on Susan's face again, held up Susan's tear-stained face, and said softly: "Shanshan, go to your parents' place and wait for me. I want to be alone with you.
Old Master, please wait for a moment."
"good."
Susan nodded lightly, although she wanted to accompany Chen Fan and share the pain engraved deep in her heart with Chen Fan.
But she also knew that there was some pain that she couldn't share.
Chen Fan's feelings for Mrs. Chen are not something she can understand.
Under the scorching sun, Susan bit her lip with tears in her eyes, took a deep look at Chen Fan, turned around and left.
"Huh~"
Chen Fan looked up at the sky. The sunlight was dazzling. He couldn't help but close his eyes and let out a deep breath.
Then, when he opened his eyes again, a slight smile appeared on his calm face.
Smiling, smiling, Chen Fan stepped forward, grabbed the aged Maotai in the basket, and bit it open with his teeth.
"Gudong... Gudong..."
Opening the wine, Chen Fan didn't pause, raised his neck, and took a deep sip.
The strong drink entered his stomach, but Chen Fan didn't react at all. He still looked at the tombstone with a smile on his face and said with a smile: "Old guy, it's useless for you to look at me. I won't give you a drink."
"Hehe, I know, you must be scolding me now: It's okay that you don't respect me, you don't even give me a drink, be careful, I will kill you with one shot."
"Old guy, you know that since I was little, I haven't been afraid of your tricks. If you don't believe me, why don't you jump out and shoot me?"
As he spoke, Chen Fan's eyes turned red. He raised his neck again and took a sip of wine. All of a sudden, half of the white wine in the bottle was gone.
"Well, I won't hide it from you. The reason why I didn't give you a drink is because when I came back last time, you didn't tell me that you were sick, and you still dragged me to drink. After you left, I blamed myself.
It’s been a long time. So, just look at the first bottle and be greedy for it, haha..."
After the words fell, Chen Fan laughed loudly, then raised his neck again and drank the remaining half bottle of wine in one breath.
"Look, I'm very kind. I knew you couldn't hold it in any longer, so I finished the drink early." Chen Fan said and opened two more bottles of wine.
"Come, let's clink glasses!"
Under the scorching sun, Chen Fan held a bottle of wine in each hand, bumped it lightly, first spilled a bottle in front of the tombstone, then raised his neck and drank the remaining bottle of liquor in one breath.
"Come on, drink more!"
After two bottles of wine, Chen Fan opened the two bottles again as if nothing was wrong, bumped the bottles against each other, and drank another bottle in one go.
Although Chen Fan was basically incapable of getting drunk because of the special training he received since he was a child, drinking three bottles of liquor in a row like this, almost all in one go, was a bit too much.
After finishing the third bottle of wine, his breathing became slightly rapid.
Then, he silently put down the bottle, tremblingly took out cigarettes from his pocket, pulled out two, held them in his mouth, took out a lighter, and tried to light them.
Perhaps Chen Fan was a little drunk. When he was lighting a cigarette, his right hand holding the lighter kept shaking. He lit it several times but failed to light it.
finally.
Chen Fan lit two cigarettes, placed one on the steps in front of the tombstone, and held one in his mouth.
After taking a deep breath of the cigarette, Chen Fan spoke again. The smile on his face had long since disappeared, and his voice was hoarse and heart-stopping: "Old man, I'm sorry, I didn't attend your memorial service and funeral ceremony."
After the words fell, the hot tears could no longer be controlled, and poured directly out of the blood-red eyes, slowly sliding down the resolute face.
"It's not that Xiaofan doesn't want to, and it's not that Xiaofan is unfilial. It's really that Xiaofan doesn't want others to see the jokes between you and the old Chen family when you leave."
"Xiaofan knows that deep down in your heart, Chen Jianguo and I are both your descendants, and you don't want to see us fighting among ourselves. But... you also know that I am stubborn and a bit arrogant, so Chen Jianguo wants to drive me out of the Chen family.
, I said harsh words and humiliated him once in the Nanjing Military Region."
"How should I put it? After humiliating him that day, I felt uncomfortable and a little regretful - because although I blamed him for driving me out of the Chen family on the day you left, so that outsiders could see the joke, I blamed him for being in my
When he narrowly escaped death, he added insult to injury, but... I don't hate him!"
"Because... I know that he did that largely for the sake of the Chen family!"
Having said this, Chen Fan put out his cigarette, picked up a bottle of wine again, and took a deep sip.
"Old Master, today Uncle Yongle and Sister Ning'er came to see me and persuaded me and Chen Jianguo to settle the old feud and return to Chen Jianguo's house. I refused."
"The rejection is not because I still blame Chen Jianguo, but I feel that now is not the time to go back. After you left, those bastards of the Yan family attacked the old Chen family several times, and some outsiders also left because of you leaving.
I came to Lao Chen's house. I remember these accounts very clearly one by one."
"Old Master, don't worry. Even if you leave, as long as I am here, the old Chen family will not be able to cross over - the matter between Zhejiang and Dalian, but I will let those bastards of the Yan family pay some interest first. After October, I will let
Those bastards gave me back their capital and profits!"
"You don't have to worry about Chen Jianguo and I continuing to fight internally. After the Yan family is settled, I will go back to Chen Jianguo's house to have a good talk with him."
"Huh~"
At the end of the sentence, Chen Fan let out a sigh and held the two bottles of wine in his hands again.
"Okay, old master, I'll stop talking to you today. I'll come see you after I've settled all the matters. Then, Shanshan and I will take wedding photos and show them to you."
"Bang!"
As he spoke, Chen Fan collided the two bottles of wine, then spilled one bottle in front of the tombstone, while he himself drank the other bottle.
After doing all this, Chen Fan wiped away the tears on his face, stood up, took a deep look at Old Mrs. Chen's tombstone, turned around, and strode away.
Among the crowd in the distance, Susan, who was peeking at all this, had already burst into tears.
Then, seeing Chen Fan leaving, she wiped away her tears and walked through the crowd towards Chen Zhan and Sun Yanling, who were waiting in the distance.
Fifteen minutes later.
When Chen Fan returned, Sun Yanling held Susan's hand and said something unknown. Both of them had red eyes, while Chen Zhan looked at the scenery of Babao Mountain with a serious face, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.
Then... when Chen Zhan saw Chen Fan coming back, he looked away, smiled, and said, "You didn't drink too much, did you?"
"No." Chen Fan shook his head, his expression returned to calm, but he still smelled of alcohol.
"If I'm not wrong, you will go abroad next." Chen Zhan stretched out his hand, helped Chen Fan tidy up his collar for the first time, patted the dust on Chen Fan's body, and said in a complicated tone: "In
At home, you, this loser dad, can help you to some extent, but it is different when you go abroad, you have to rely on yourself for everything."
"Don't worry, Dad, I have something in my heart." Feeling the constant family affection, Chen Fan felt warm in his heart and pretended to smile relaxedly.
"It's true, it's true, but you can't go until the injury on your arm is healed." Chen Zhan said, with a hint of distress in his eyes.
As Chen Fan's father, he knows very well how much pressure Chen Fan is under and how heavy the burden is on his shoulders.
He also knows very well how dangerous it is abroad.
But--
He didn't stop Chen Fan.
Because, he firmly believes that the son he is proud of in this life will never let him down!!
