Love You Till the End
Chapter 67: Beware of Fire, Theft, and Your Own Father

Chapter 67: Chapter 67: Beware of Fire, Theft, and Your Own Father

The car stopped outside a coffee shop, and Sun Yan got out of the car to open the rear door.

Shi Yu got out, tidied up his collar with his slender hands, then strode forward.

Watching him enter the coffee shop, Sun Yan drove away to take care of the matters Shi Yu had instructed him to handle before getting out of the car.

Inside the coffee shop.

"Xiao Yu, I’m not criticizing you! To stir up such a big scene, aren’t you afraid it’ll reach your grandfather’s ears?"

"The Pan Family in Du City is a big deal, and now their face is in the dirt, I fear they’ll oppose you at every turn in the future..."

"Others get wiser as they grow up, but you just get more reckless..."

The speaker was named Wen Wan, Shi Yu’s mother, with equally exquisite features, as if they were carved out.

If uninformed people saw her and Shi Yu together, they would definitely mistake them for siblings.

While the years had left their marks on her face, it was clear she had been a beauty in her youth.

Her ethereal aura was not something you could find in just anyone.

"The Pan Family dares?" Shi Yu’s eyes narrowed slightly in contempt, a trace of defiance brushed over his lips, not looking like someone being lectured at all.

"They dare not? I really don’t know how you got this arrogant nature..." Wen Wan sighed heavily.

"Heredity."

Wen Wan’s eyebrows twitched as she cursed: "Rotten kid!"

"Alright now." Shi Yu suddenly became serious, "I’ve got something to tell you."

"What is it?"

"I got married."

"Pfft—" Wen Wan, who had just taken a sip of juice, sprayed it out uncontrollably.

"Wipe it up." Shi Yu frowned, cold-faced, as he tossed a tissue over to her.

Wen Wan gracefully wiped the juice off the table, and whispered in a lowered voice, "I’m nearly fifty, I really can’t stand these kinds of shocks."

Her son was an unromantic iceberg, who would dare approach him...

Shi Yu glanced at her impassively, the corners of his lips slightly raised, "I’ll bring her to meet you tonight."

After dropping this line, he stood up and walked out in long strides.

Wen Wan was stunned for a while before she came back to her senses, grabbed her bag from the chair, and hurriedly followed.

The city lights were just coming on; the city’s night still bustling as usual.

At dinner time, Shen Cheng had no appetite and just poured herself a glass of alcohol to drink.

Seeing she seemed in a bad mood, Shen Zhongming approached with the alcohol pot, filling her glass up in an ingratiating manner, "Girl, what do you think after attending the wedding today?"

"No thoughts." Shen Cheng swirled the glass in her hand, not even deigning to glance at him.

"That won’t do!" Shen Zhongming tilted his head to look at her, "Wasn’t it said to be a wedding of the century? How come it failed to enlighten my girl?"

Discerning the implication in his words, Shen Cheng took a sip of the mouth-burning alcohol, just giving him a cold glance.

Seeing her not speaking up, Shen Zhongming became somewhat impatient, "Did no one take a fancy to you?"

"Scram!"

"Girl, you still haven’t realized your fundamental problem!"

"..."

"With your temper flaring up so suddenly, let alone a man, even a tiger would be scared off by you!"

"...!"

"Girl, come on, breathe deep, try to control your emotions, you have to be gentle to yourself."

"Is there no freaking end to this!!"

Looking at Shen Cheng’s face seething with anger, Shen Zhongming coughed weakly without confidence, "Girl, stay calm!"

Calm my ass!

She hadn’t even guarded her household registration book well, and he still had the nerve to tell her to stay calm?

If she doesn’t say it, would he really not know about it?!

Others prevent fire, theft, and treacherous friends; she has to prevent fire, theft, and her very own dad!!