Chapter 345: Years Pass by

Chapter 345: Years Pass by (Part )
But Shen Zhaoli was very calm. When he said this, he seemed more like a bystander.

He noticed Wen Jiao's shocked expression, so he looked at her with a smile and whispered, "Do you want to know how our lives have improved?"

Wen Jiao opened her mouth, but could not speak.

The wind blows on my body and it feels a bit cold.

She wanted to hug Shen Zhaoli, but she could only look into his eyes, motionless.

She was afraid of being abrupt.

When Shen Zhaoli was ten years old, he became the king of the children in the slums.

He brought a group of children of different skin colors to find relatively intact meat from the kitchen waste of the rich, reprocess it, and sell it to customers in the slums.

This is a local delicacy and also a resource that is fought over in the slums.

Shen Zhaoli had fought with a group of children many times over a few pieces of so-called meat.

He was only ten years old and was far from being as tall and strong as those adult teenagers.

But he doesn't care about his life. Every time he fights, he fights to the death.

As time went by, those teenagers became very afraid of him, and gradually, they stopped causing trouble for him.

Later, 12-year-old Shen Zhaoli went to work as a doorman in an underground casino.

He is handsome and all the powerful people like him very much.

They praised his looks and coveted him.

Shen Zhaoli needed to protect himself while saving enough money to treat his mother's illness and to support his own education.

At the age of 15, he was admitted to the Ivy League.

No one knows how dangerous this journey is.

All these heavy burdens were carried on Shen Zhaoli's shoulders alone.

Only the mother shed tears when looking at the admission letter.

The lives of mother and son are about to be rewritten.

The mother hugged him and cried, saying sorry over and over again.

She said she was really sorry for making you suffer so much with your mother.

Shen Zhaoli has never resented his mother. For so many years, they have depended on each other, and Shen Zhaoli knows how difficult it has been for his mother.

She is now so seriously ill that she cannot get out of bed, and it is all because of me.

"I swore to my mother that I would finish my studies as soon as possible and save money to treat her illness. We will be able to move out of the slums soon. I will not let her live in such a place for the rest of her life. My mother should not have suffered so much, but Shen Shu showed up."

Shen Zhaoli doesn't care who his father is.

What's there to care about?
He is nothing more than a heartless man who abandoned his wife and children.

However, when the elegant man who was obviously from the upper class appeared in the cramped and dilapidated house, Shen Zhaoli saw tears in his mother's eyes.

Without asking anything, he had already guessed the man's identity.

Shen Shu walked up to him and naturally acted like a patriarch. He looked at Shen Zhaoli and said in a deep voice, "Are you A Li?"

Shen Zhaoli guessed that his eyes must have been very fierce at that time, so Shen Shu's face changed drastically and he looked at him with a frown.

"Get out!" The young man squeezed out a cold and sharp voice from between his teeth.

Even if he was exhausted to death, even if he had to survive in the mud for the rest of his life, he would rather not look at this so-called father.

But his mother choked up and called his name, "Ali, don't talk like that! This is your father!" "I don't have a father!" Shen Zhaoli spoke harshly to his mother for the first time. He was furious and every word was harsh, "There was no father before, and there will never be one in the future."

The mother cried even harder.

When Shen Shu looked at his mother, he seemed to have not expected that the woman who was once said to be of outstanding beauty would now look so haggard.

He frowned and said, "You have suffered. Let me take you away. You need treatment."

"No one is allowed to take my mother away!" Shen Zhaoli's eyes were bloodshot. He looked at Shen Shu coldly with hostility in his eyes. "Get out of here right now! From now on, don't show up in front of me again!"

"I heard that you were admitted to a prestigious university." Shen Shu started talking, but the words were completely irrelevant. "You are very smart and outstanding. You deserve to be my son."

Shen Zhaoli sneered. He picked up a bench and threw it at Shen Shu. "Shut your mouth! Who wants to be your son? Get out! Get out now!"

Of course, the first meeting ended unpleasantly.

Shen Zhaoli was young and energetic at that time, so how could he allow his father to be such a villain.

He wanted to take his mother away and move out immediately.

But the mother just covered her face and cried. She said that since Shen Shu had found this place, he would be able to find us no matter where we went. Ali, you can't beat him. He is the boss of Lixing Group and he has tremendous power.

Powerful.

This was the first time Shen Zhaoli heard these four words from his mother's mouth.

In the past, they washed clothes for celebrities and dignitaries and picked up their kitchen waste as treasures. At that time, my mother did not use this word to describe anyone in the pot.

Shen Zhaoli did not give up. He checked Shen Shu but found no information about him on the Internet.

But the Lixing Group is the pinnacle of power in Hong Kong.

My mother was right. He was not someone I could defeat.

not to mention.

His mother loves him.

So later on, everything went back on track as Shen Shu had hoped.

His mother was taken away by his subordinates and sent to the best nursing home.

And Shen Zhaoli stood in front of Shen Shu, looking at the absolute superior who was trapped in darkness.

"You are very smart. Your choice is the right one for both you and your mother." Shen Shu said calmly, "The doctor said that she has fallen into a deep coma. If she had been sent a little later, she would have died."

Shen Zhaoli's breathing was not smooth. He clenched his fist unwillingly and looked at Shen Shu, "What do you want?"

"I don't want to do anything." Shen Shu smiled and shook his head. He said, "Ali, you don't have to be so nervous. I don't have any ill will towards you. You are my child. I hope I can make it up to you, although I know that everything I give you now is not enough to make up for the damage you have suffered over the years."

What high-sounding words.

It's ridiculous.

It's really disgusting.

But Shen Zhaoli had no choice. In the face of absolute power, there was no other way except compromise, so he said: "I don't need compensation, but please take good care of my mother. You owe her this."

"Your mother and I are not what you think." Shen Shu paused and said, "When we were together, my wife had already passed away. She was not the third party, and our relationship was not immoral."

Shen Zhaoli didn't care at all. All he cared about was whether his mother could receive good treatment.

"You don't have to tell me these words." Shen Zhaoli said coldly: "If there is nothing else, I will leave first"

"From now on, your last name is Shen." Shen Shu interrupted Shen Zhaoli forcefully and said, "Your mother called you A Li, from now on, you will be called Shen Zhaoli."