Chapter 188

“If my actions have angered you, I am prepared to say those words to you. I am ready to apologize, I…”

“That's enough,” Shang Cijie interrupted Mu Sifa's explanation once more, his body trembling. It was unclear whether he was angry or suppressing something.

At this moment, he uttered, “Xiaojie, you're causing me pain.”

Shang Mingming gazed at Shang Cijie with a pained expression, as if he were frightened.

“I'm sorry, Mingming, I'm sorry. Are you alright?” He quickly released his hold.

Shang Mingming immediately brightened up and said, “I'm fine now.”

As he looked at the genuine smile before him, Shang Cijie felt as if he were seeing himself from five years ago, the version of himself who knew nothing.

His hand involuntarily tightened, and he bit his lip in frustration. He didn't want to see himself in such a state, but Mu Sifa remained unchanged.

If this continued, the two of them would inevitably argue for a long time.

Shang Mingming contemplated, as if attempting to dispel the tension.

Then, an idea struck him. He raised his innocent face and questioned Shang Cijie, “Xiaojie, is that man my father?” He pointed at Mu Sifa and inquired.

“Absolutely not. Xiaojie has no connection with individuals like him,” Shang Cijie immediately denied, echoing the sentiment.

After saying this, he bit his lip once more, his reaction all too apparent.

Alright, alright, let's put an end to these disputes this time! They were hurting his ears.

Rather than allowing Xiaojie to get upset, he might as well focus on the main issue. In the future, he would slowly make Mu Sifa pay for his actions. After all, Mu Sifa had plenty of time and nowhere to escape.

But even if he did flee, what difference would it make? If they captured him, they would exact retribution and force him to abandon Xiaojie, treating Xiaojie poorly.

Shang Mingming curled his lips and regarded Mu Sifa, his face filled with calculation.

Mu Sifa's body quivered as he stared at Shang Cijie with wide-open eyes.

“What are you trying to say?” His question was laced with surprise.

“It's meaningless, and it doesn't concern you,” Shang Cijie replied as he turned away, holding Shang Mingming. He had no desire to engage in further conversation with Mu Sifa.

Mu Sifa couldn't just let him walk away. He shouted, “Shang Xiaojie, stop right there! Explain everything to me!”

However, before he could approach, Lin Shuangxia intervened once more.

This time, Mu Sifa didn't remain silent. He growled at Lin Shuangxia, his gaze intense. “Get out of my way.”

Startled, Lin Shuangxia instinctively stepped back. By the time she tried to intervene again, Mu Sifa had already pulled Shang Cijie back.

“Let me go,” Shang Cijie attempted to break free, but his efforts were in vain.

“Do you possess some unique attribute?” Zhang Xuan furrowed his brow.

He should have been overjoyed because Shang Cijie had given him a son. However, Shang Cijie's demeanor suggested that he wanted nothing to do with the child, which left him feeling quite unhappy.

“Why should that concern you? I told you to release me. Are you deaf or something?”

Because he held Shang Mingming in his arms, he refrained from using too much force, fearing the child might be harmed.

“You already have a child, so why did you avoid me?”

Mu Sifa neither released his grip nor gave up his pursuit of answers.

At this moment, Shang Cijie's stance was quite clear, strongly indicating that the child was likely his.

“Who said it's yours? Let go of me.”

Mu Sifa didn't relax his hold on Shang Cijie, his gaze locked on him.

“Damn it, you're hurting me!”

When Shang Cijie exclaimed in pain, Mu Sifa's eyebrows furrowed in discomfort. Realizing he had used excessive force in his words, he immediately eased his grip.

He had intended to apologize, but before he could do so, Shang Cijie slapped him and berated him with teary eyes, “You scoundrel.”