vstars Chapter 841 Don’t Blame Others
Chapter 841 Don’t Blame Others
The night falls quietly like a huge piece of black silk, slowly covering the hustle and bustle of the day.
As the lights come on, street lamps are scattered across the streets and alleys of the city like twinkling stars in the night sky, sketching a dreamlike picture of light and shadow for the city.
Teng Zijing drove his beloved Maserati like a nimble cheetah, weaving in and out of the endless stream of traffic at lightning speed.
Inside the car, the atmosphere was warm and peaceful. Teng Zijing's left hand firmly grasped the steering wheel, while his right hand held An Yu's tightly, as if conveying an invisible strength.
He tilted his head slightly and looked at An Yu tenderly, his eyes full of doting. Then, he gently lifted An Yu's hand,
He placed a kiss on her slender arm and whispered, "Don't be nervous, Xiaoyu. I'll take care of everything."
His voice was low and magnetic, like a spring breeze, gently blowing through An Yu's heart.
An Yu nodded slightly, her lips curled up into a sweet smile. However, there was a hint of worry in her smile. She said softly, "I wonder if my uncle and aunt will like the things I bought today?"
There was a hint of uneasiness in her eyes, as if she was full of uncertainty about the upcoming meeting.
Teng Zijing noticed An Yu's uneasiness. He gently squeezed An Yu's hand and said soothingly, "Whether you like someone or not, the key is not the things. The most important thing is the person."
When An Yu heard this, she lowered her head slightly. The incident that happened last time in the military hospital was like an indelible shadow that still made her feel scared.
Teng Zijing seemed to see through An Yu's thoughts. He looked at her tenderly and said softly,
"Are you worried that what happened at the military hospital last time will make my parents look down on you?"
An Yu slowly raised her head and looked at Teng Zijing. A shy blush appeared on her face and she nodded gently.
Teng Zijing smiled and said firmly: "It's okay, my mother is a devout Buddhist.
She has a kind heart and always believes in equality for all. She never judges people by appearance. Once you spend more time with her, you'll realize how good she is."
While the two were talking, the Maserati slowly drove into the yard of the magnificent villa.
The security guard at the door was dressed in neat uniform. He walked forward with brisk steps, respectfully opened the car door, and at the same time skillfully protected the roof of the car to prevent the passengers' heads from hitting the roof.
Teng Zijing quickly got out of the driver's seat, walked briskly around to the passenger side, reached out and elegantly opened the door, then extended his hand like a gentleman and gently took An Yu's hand and got out of the car.
Then, he turned to the two security guards behind him and ordered, "You two, bring everything in the car."
The two security guards nodded slightly and responded in unison: "Yes, young master." The voice was crisp and loud, echoing in the quiet courtyard.
Teng Zijing walked in front with big strides, his eyes always fixed on An Yu, as if sending her a signal of peace of mind.
He brought An Yu into the living room and saw Ling Ya sitting upright on the soft sofa, holding a book in her hands, immersed in the ocean of knowledge.
Teng Zijing's face was filled with a sunny smile. He walked quickly to the sofa and shouted loudly: "Mom, we are back."
When Ling Ya heard the voice, she slowly took off her glasses, gently put down the book in her hand, stood up gracefully, and took two steps forward.
Her eyes were full of love as she looked at Teng Zijing and An Yu and said gently:
"Zijing is back. Come on, take a seat with Anyu. We'll have dinner as soon as your dad comes back."
An Yu bowed slightly, with a polite smile on her face, and said softly, "Hello, Auntie, I'm sorry to trouble you!" Her voice was soft and melodious, like a yellow oriole singing in a valley.
Ling Ya stepped forward with a smile, took An Yu's hand, patted it gently and said, "What is this child talking about? It's just a matter of adding a pair of chopsticks!" Her smile was kind and amiable, making people feel like they were in the spring breeze.
As soon as he finished speaking, two security guards came in carrying a lot of gifts in large and small bags.
Teng Zijing glanced back and said carelessly, "Mom, these are all gifts that Xiaoyu carefully selected for you and Dad after shopping all day. She really put a lot of effort into it!"
When Ling Ya heard this, her smile grew even brighter. She looked at An Yu and said with a smile, "Really? An Yu is so thoughtful."
As she spoke, she gently held An Yu's hand, her eyes full of praise. An Yu was feeling a little embarrassed when she suddenly felt something on her wrist.
She subconsciously looked down and saw a jade bracelet with a warm color and delicate texture, which was very eye-catchingly worn on her wrist.
The jade bracelet exudes a soft luster under the light, and it is obvious at a glance that it is of great value.
An Yu was suddenly a little flustered. She hurriedly said, "Auntie, I can't accept this. It's too expensive!" She tried to take off the bracelet, but was hurriedly stopped by Teng Zijing.
Teng Zijing pretended to be angry and said, "Alas, this is my grandmother's heirloom. If you refuse it, it's the same as rejecting me. You can do whatever you want!"
Ling Ya looked at An Yu, nodded slightly, and said earnestly: "We all respect Zi Jing's choice.
He has been indifferent to feelings for so many years. It was not until we saw you that day that we knew you were back.
This brat has been obsessed with you all these years! I know my son best.
He may seem careless and unruly on a daily basis, but in reality, he is the most principled and reliable person in his heart."
Ling Ya's eyes were filled with pride for her son and recognition of An Yu.
Teng Zijing scratched his head a little embarrassedly, a slight blush on his face, and said with a silly smile:
"Mom, how can you brag about your son like this?" There was a hint of playfulness in his voice, trying to ease the slightly intimate atmosphere.
At this moment, a deep and powerful voice came clearly from the door:
"We can hear the Madam laughing heartily from a distance. Could it be that a distinguished guest has come to the house?" Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Teng Junhao walking in with steady steps.
He was wearing a neat suit, his face was serious, and his eyes revealed a sense of majesty without anger.
When his eyes fell on An Yu and Teng Zijing, his face instantly darkened, as if a dark cloud had blocked the sunlight.
He casually handed the briefcase and cloak in his hands to the nanny waiting beside him, walked straight to the sofa and slowly sat down.
Seeing this, Teng Zijing hurriedly whispered, "Dad, you've worked hard today!"
There was a hint of awe and concern in her voice. An Yi also said quietly and politely, "Hello, uncle."
She lowered her head slightly, twisted her hands together unconsciously, and looked a little uneasy.
Teng Junhao sighed helplessly, and said in a calm tone with unquestionable authority: "Since you are here, just treat it as your own home. Is dinner ready?"
The nanny, with a professional smile on her face, quickly responded, "Master, everything is ready. Let's go to the restaurant and have dinner!"
Ling Ya smiled and took An Yu's hand, saying gently, "Let's go and have dinner." The group walked towards the restaurant.
Arriving at the restaurant, Teng Zijing displayed his gentlemanly demeanor. He quickly walked to a chair, gently pulled it open, and motioned An Yu to take a seat.
Afterwards, he sat down beside An Yu. On the dining table, a bottle of attractive red wine was placed in a prominent position.
Teng Zijing reached out to take the red wine, first picked up the wine jug, and carefully poured a glass for Teng Junhao, his movements skillful and respectful.
Then he stood up and walked to his mother, pouring another glass for Ling Ya, with a gentle smile on his face all the time.
After returning to his seat, he filled a glass for An Yu as well, and then poured one for himself.
Teng Junhao picked up his wine glass and took a sip, his movements graceful and steady. He frowned slightly and said slowly, "Did you visit Grandpa at the military hospital?"
Teng Zijing nodded quickly, a hint of relief in his tone, and replied, "Well, Grandpa has recovered very well and is in good spirits.
This time, Grandpa also invited Jiang Chengyu, Mu Xiaoji, and the kid who saved my life, Xiao Jiang Shuo.
Teng Junhao nodded slightly, took another sip of wine, and slowly said, "It's my duty. Didn't you prepare something to thank them properly?"
He looked straight at Teng Zijing through the top of the wine glass, with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.
Teng Zijing quickly reported back: "Today I went to Zidong International Group Company specifically to sign a contract with Jiang Chengyu.
We'll be partners from now on, so if we give him more concessions in the contract, wouldn't that make up for everything?"
As he spoke, his eyes were firm, as if he was confident in his arrangements.
"I told you so. Jiang Chengyu is not as difficult to deal with as the rumors say!" Teng Junhao gently turned the wine glass in his hand, his eyes thoughtful.
When Teng Zijing heard his father's evaluation of Jiang Chengyu, he couldn't help but blurt out: "He is a 'fan',
I can't see through it, I can't explain it, I can't grasp it." He frowned slightly, a look of confusion on his face.
"Oh? Tell me about it." Teng Junhao looked at Teng Zijing with interest, his eyes full of curiosity.
“He is very secretive, even to that kid, little Jiang Shuo, he is unfathomable.
They seem to be shrouded in a mist, making it difficult to understand. Never mind, I won’t say more. I’ll slowly figure it out as I get to know them more.”
Teng Zijing waved his hand, as if he didn't want to discuss this topic any further.
Just at this moment, the nanny placed the carefully prepared dishes on the table one by one, and the air was suddenly filled with tempting aroma.
Teng Zijing took the lead and picked up a large crab, gently placed it on An Yi's plate, and said gently:
"Come here, Xiaoyu, you must be hungry! Eat first, I'll help you peel the shrimp." His eyes were full of pampering.
However, Teng Junhao suddenly asked: "Have you two thought it through?
Lifelong events are no joke, and people only have one life. You can protect her this time, but you may not be able to protect her again next time."
His voice was low and serious, like a heavy hammer, breaking the originally warm atmosphere.
After hearing this, An Yu's face flushed instantly. She lowered her head embarrassedly, not daring to look into Teng Junhao's eyes.
She pursed her lips, feeling mixed emotions, knowing full well that her past confusion and arrogance had hurt Teng Zijing.
Seeing this, Ling Ya glanced at Teng Junhao with a look of reproach and said angrily: "This is at home, not at the company.
We're just having a meal together as a family, who are you showing your disapproval to?" She said with a hint of dissatisfaction.
An Yu quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, uncle. I was confused and hurt Zijing. I'm really sorry!" Her voice trembled slightly, with deep remorse.
Teng Zijing said confidently, "Xiaoyu, there's no need to apologize. I was the one who hurt you first, so you can't blame anyone else."
He held An Yi's hand tightly and looked at Teng Junhao with firm eyes, as if to make his attitude clear.
Teng Junhao said coldly, "Alright, let's eat! From now on, you have to walk the path you choose.
No one will pay for your mistakes." His tone was still serious, but it hinted at helplessness.
In the restaurant, the atmosphere suddenly became tense because of the discussion of this sensitive topic.
Fortunately, Teng Junhao and Ling Ya finally respected their son Teng Zijing's choice and accepted An Yu as their daughter-in-law.
During the following dinner, although there were occasional silences, the meal was generally harmonious.
Everyone enjoyed this family dinner in a slightly subtle atmosphere, as if those unpleasant topics were gradually diluted as time passed.