I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 656: Turns Out It’s His Dad

Chapter 656: Chapter 656: Turns Out It’s His Dad

Upon his recent failed gift delivery, Suizi had turned him down without second thoughts, leaving an impression on Chen He. But after seeing Yu Jingting’s performance at the dinner table, Chen He felt that he might have overthought things.

After all, could two young men in their twenties truly anticipate everything?

Earlier, the refusal to accept gifts could have been due to Chen Lijun’s prior instructions.

Yu Jingting’s current demeanor seemed more befitting of his age.

"I have to say this, and I hope, Suizi, you won’t take offense. The thing us men value most when we are out there, is, in two words, face. Just as a tree clings to its last breath, a man fights for his dignity. Based on your family’s position, Jingting, if he doesn’t prove his worth outside, it’s easy for others to make fun of him, call him—a—?"

"A freeloader?" Yu Jingting smoothly completed his sentence.

Suizi tightened her grip on her chopsticks in her hand, a cold light flickering in her eyes.

"Don’t mind my harsh words. You should think for yourself, isn’t this the truth?"

"Why wouldn’t it be? People back in my hometown have said the same thing. Even after coming here, people still say the same. I’ve gotten used to it already."

Yu Jingting was comforting Chen He with one hand while he reached under the table to hold Suizi’s hand with the other.

The two of them had agreed to cooperate, and he had hardly done anything when she lost her composure.

Even though she knew it was all part of the act, Suizi felt incredibly suffocated in her heart. She got up and said she was going to the restroom to calm herself down.

"You see, my wife has such a temper, I’m inevitably going to have to put up with some of it at home." Yu Jingting pulled out a cigarette and offered it to Chen He. "I think you seem like a straightforward man. Uncle, do you have something you want to say to me?"

"I’m not trying to stir up trouble between you two, but having seen many instances myself, I am just sharing some words of wisdom from my experience. If a man wants to hold his head up high at home, he’s got to have a full wallet. Especially if your wife’s family has huge influence. If you don’t have any achievements, would your father-in-law even consider you worthwhile?"

Yu Jingting continuously nodded his head. Upon seeing that he had taken the bait, Chen He gathered up the courage to continue.

"I have a good business opportunity on hand right now. If you come onboard with me, I can help you earn this amount in a year." He made a hand gesture that resembled the number eight.

"Eight thousand?"

"Eighty thousand!"

"Oh, that’s a lot." Yu Jingting, who usually made a little more than ten thousand a month trading hill products, found eighty thousand a year somewhat mediocre. However, he still had to play the greedy part.

"Is this about the paper mill contract you mentioned last time?"

"Let’s not talk about that. I have another project at hand right now. Just say the word—are you interested in making money with your Uncle?"

"Absolutely!"

The two men lit cigarettes and shared a knowing smile.

Suizi felt extremely constricted, she left the restaurant, and sat down by an outdoor flower bed to rest.

She knew that Yu Jingting didn’t care about other people’s opinions, but she still cared about what Chen He had said.

She knew very well that Chen He wasn’t the only person with such thoughts—there were certainly several members of both the Fan and Chen Families who thought the same way.

These people assumed it was Yu Jingting who was marrying above his station, little did they know, it was he and his parents who had made concessions and compromises to support her.

They didn’t see Yu Jingting’s potential nor did they know that the Yu Family’s prospects at the Border would not be inferior to the Fan Family’s. Why would they talk about him like that?

Suizi initially had some sympathy for Chen He, but his tactless provocation against Yu Jingting had infuriated her. She decided to stop showing him mercy.

"Miss, are you not feeling well?" A child’s voice came from the side.

Suizi turned her head and saw a little boy standing there, looking at her with concern.

The little boy looked about four or five years old, very thin but somewhat familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before.

Suizi was stunned as she scanned through her memory for any information on this child, and suddenly, she remembered.

"Are you—Tongtong?!"

"Miss, how do you know my name?"

"I’m not your sister, I’m your—"

Foster mother.

This little boy in front of her was the child Suizi adopted in her previous life, Chen Tong.

In her past life, she adopted him when he was ten years old, which was several years from now.

Everyone back then advised her that if she wanted to adopt a child, she should choose one who was younger. A child close to adolescence would be rebellious and difficult to raise.

Especially, as Suizi had not yet achieved financial independence at the time of adopting him and she hadn’t even hit thirty. So raising an almost teenage boy was in some ways inconvenient.

Suizi understood all these reasons.

Back then, she had just started her business and was going through financial difficulties. Oftentimes, she was unsure whether she could afford the next meal. Rationally speaking, she knew she should not adopt a child.

However, when she saw Tongtong collapsed from high fever in front of her store and sent him to the hospital, she felt that he bore a striking resemblance to her.

The sense of isolation and defiance in his eyes was like a mirror reflecting her younger self.

When she learned that he had lost his parents and was alone in the world, she felt a surge of pity. Considering that she had fled a forced marriage and would likely never marry again or have her own children, she decided to adopt Tongtong after weighing her options.

All those past memories flooded her mind. Since her rebirth, she had never considered looking for this child.

If they never met, the past would forever remain in the past.

Suizi did not expect to see Tongtong at this moment, which ignited a sense of complexity within her.

"Big sister, why are you not speaking?" Tongtong tilted his head, looking at Suizi curiously.

Suizi sniffed. Reason told her to go back inside immediately and not to talk to him any more.

But he was the child she had raised. As such, she couldn’t remain indifferent.

"Where are your parents?"

She could not possibly adopt him again in this life, but perhaps, she could urge his biological parents to fight for survival.

Based on past life occurrences, Tongtong’s parents died after their business failed which left him an orphan. If they were to remain alive, Tongtong wouldn’t be an orphan.

Then, whatever happened in this boy’s future, it would have nothing to do with her.

"My mom’s sick, so Dad and I are making deliveries to earn money." Tongtong replied, his stomach rumbling from hunger.

Looking at the time, Suizi wanted to take him inside for a meal, but was worried that his father wouldn’t find him. Just as she was about to buy food for him, Chen He came out.

"Daddy!" Tongtong spotted Chen He and rushed excitedly towards him.

Suizi felt a thunderclap in her mind.

Chen He was his father?!

So, Tongtong is actually her ... cousin?

The fact that her foster son from her previous life was her own cousin in this life felt like a thunderbolt, leaving Suizi dazed.

Chen He did not expect to see Suizi outside, leaving him in a pickle with the steamed buns in his pocket.

"Since the child is with you, why didn’t you bring him inside?" Suizi asked.

"He’s quite the mischief-maker, I didn’t want him to disturb you all." Chen He responded, his evasive eyes indicating that he was not telling the truth.

"Since we’ve crossed paths, let’s just bring him in to join us. Besides, the two of your ’serious business talk’ won’t be interrupted by a child." Suizi’s words were layered, and her gaze became icy.

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