Chapter 117 You care about me
Li Tingmo sat beside Li Siheng and said in a cold voice: "You should know the condition of your body. Are you looking for death?"

Li Siheng smiled calmly: "I'm tired of living. These days are dull and boring."

But Li Siheng's calm response was met with an even angrier look from Li Tingmo.

"Li Siheng, what do you want to do? Haven't I been following you enough during this period? You asked me to return the inheritance to Bian Yue, and I did! You said you didn't want to marry Zhuang Jie Ning, and I didn't say anything! What else do you want?" Li Tingmo looked at Li Siheng with a suppressed look, his eyes cold: "Don't be so ungrateful!"

"Father said I don't know what's good for me? What does father think is good for me? How about I let you do whatever you want?" Li Siheng's expression was calm, his sick face became paler and paler. He covered his fist and coughed, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "I want to control Feng Cheng."

Li Tingmo was stunned, and laughed in anger, "Are you crazy? With your current body? Do you still want to control Feng Cheng? What nonsense are you talking about! Li Siheng, don't you know how many days you can live?"

Li Siheng opened his palm and saw the blood he had just coughed up. Under Li Tingmo's horrified gaze, he wiped the blood off his palm expressionlessly.

He said calmly, "Father thinks that I won't live long now, so there's no need to fight for anything. But I won't give in. Didn't you tell me before that people should control their own destiny at any time? I listened to you."

Li Tingmo felt cold all over. He looked at Li Siheng in shock, unable to hide his helplessness: "You should rest now, Li Siheng, is there anything more important than your own life? Even if you really control Feng Cheng, why do you think your current body can shock those people below?"

"So, father is planning to adopt a child from the clan under his name?" Li Siheng said calmly, "I wonder whose child father has taken a fancy to now? Is that child smart enough? Is he easy to control?"

Li Tingmo looked a little embarrassed.

Given Li Siheng's current health and the fact that she and Tang Yuwei are both old, the best solution is to adopt a child from a side branch.

This matter was just in preparation and no information was leaked to the outside world. However, Li Siheng, who was recuperating in the hospital, knew everything.

Li Tingmo couldn't help feeling a little guilty when he looked at Li Siheng.

He spoke in an unsteady voice: "Si Heng, you can't think of me like that. How could I possibly look for a child from a branch family to adopt?"

"Of course I'm not talking about now, but the future."

The car was driving steadily on the road, just like Li Siheng's voice, calm without a ripple. The gentleman who was as gentle as jade in the past finally tore off his hypocritical skin and showed his fangs.

"Not in the future," Li Tingmo said softly, "What if this disease is cured? Si Heng, you have to believe me, I will find you the best doctor and the most advanced medical support."

"One week." Li Siheng interrupted Li Tingmo's endless speech and said, "In one week, the chairman of Fengcheng Group will be re-elected. Father, I hope you will attend the meeting on time."

Li Tingmo felt that Li Siheng must have had his brain damaged by this illness.

How could he say such absurd things with a straight face?

"I know that you have done a good job in Fengcheng over the years and have won a lot of support from the people, but Si Heng, you are so ill now, and the directors of the group are not crazy, why did they choose you?"

Li Tingmo frowned, his tone tinged with impatience, "Is it just based on the so-called contributions you made in the past? Si Heng, those people are more cold-blooded than you think!"

"Don't worry about that, father. Since I dare to convene a board meeting under such circumstances, I have made preparations. I also hope that father can prepare as soon as possible to avoid losing too badly."

"Are you going to declare war on me?" Li Tingmo was disappointed. "Si Heng, I thought that no matter what, you should be able to feel my teaching and care for you over the years! I am your father!"

"I know you are my father." Li Siheng closed his eyes, his weak and pale face showing a fragile emotion. The sunlight hit his face, and there was a trace of haze. His voice was as cold as water: "Thanks to father, your son is destined to never marry the person he loves in this life."

Li Tingmo finally understood. He suddenly sneered, his heart filled with endless anger, "Are you blaming me? Li Siheng, you think it was me who caused you and Bian Yue to break up, so now, you want to take revenge on me?"

"I am not a sentimental person, and Bian Yue is not the reason why I want to compete with you for power. I will not use Bian Yue's name to cover up my selfish desires. Father, I just love power. I like to be the one in charge of Feng Cheng, that's all."

The smile on Li Tingmo's face froze. He looked at Li Siheng's dozing face unwillingly: "I don't understand, can power be more important than your life?"

"Yes, power is more important than my life." Li Siheng spoke again without hesitation, and he said sarcastically, "Father, isn't this what you taught me?"

Li Tingmo was speechless.

It was a long-awaited sunny day in Hong Kong today. Bian Yue and Shen Jinci sat on the back hill of Weicheng Middle School until after 10 o'clock.

Bian Yue's face was red from being tanned by the sun, and then she suggested going down the mountain.

Shen Jinci asked her if she was hungry and what she wanted to eat.

Bian Yue was puzzled. She asked, "Shen Jinci, have you been with me all day today?"

"Ah."

"I thought you were going to Lixing. My father was busy every day before this." Bian Yue said curiously.

"Your father cares about the Bian Group and wants it to develop better. I have no desire for Lixing." Shen Jinci explained lightly.

Just as they passed a few steep stone steps, Bian Yue held Shen Jinci's hand tightly, lowered her head and walked down, then said: "But this is the career you worked so hard for, why don't you care?"

“Everyone cares about different things.”

"You care about me."

Bian Yue blurted out the words subconsciously, and after she finished speaking, she was stunned and stood there at a loss.

From any perspective, such words are too complacent and self-conceited.

But Shen Jinci chuckled softly, "Yes, I care about you."

Shen Jinci really spent the whole day playing crazy with Bian Yue outside.

Just like ordinary couples, they watched movies, ate at roadside stalls, and played claw machines.

Bian Yue had the illusion several times that the man beside her was not Shen Jinci, but just an ordinary man.

Bian Yue liked him when he was in the crowd, no matter whether the lights were dim or the sun was gentle, the light and shadow were moving.

When she spoke to him, he turned his head to look at her, and because of the height difference, he bent down slightly and listened patiently, with a gentle smile on his lips all the time.

Therefore, Bian Yue felt at peace amid the hustle and bustle of people coming and going.