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Chapter 517 Your Life, Your Choice

He put down his phone and checked the next available flight from City C back to Beijing.

Until noon.

Su Qingzhi didn't receive a call back from Sheng Tingchen, so he called again. When the call connected, he asked, "Back in Beijing?"

Sheng Tingchen hummed in agreement.

"Want to have lunch together?"

Sheng Tingchen said, "We'll talk about it tonight."

Su Qingzhi did not insist, "Okay."

An hour later.

The Rolls-Royce slowly drove into the Sheng family's old mansion. A bodyguard stepped forward and opened the car door. Sheng Tingchen got out of the car and walked into the living room, exuding an extremely gloomy aura.

The butler stepped forward to greet him, and was startled. In his eyes, Sheng Tingchen was always aloof and noble, but he had never seen him so out of control.

"Young Master, everyone is waiting for you in the restaurant."

Sheng Tingchen walked slowly into the restaurant.

The Sheng family is all here today, and the dining table, which can accommodate fifteen people, is almost full.

As Sheng Tingchen approached the restaurant, the room gradually quieted down, and everyone looked at him. Sheng Jinghui and Sheng Jingrui wanted to call him "Second Uncle," but they clearly noticed that their Second Uncle's expression was off, and they were so frightened that they didn't know how to call out.

Madam Sheng sat in the main seat, looked at Sheng Tingchen, and said, "You're finally back."

Shen Yurong was startled when she saw her son's appearance. She quickly got up and went over to straighten his wrinkled shirt. "Haven't you been resting well lately? Why don't you take care of yourself?"

Sheng Tingchen did not respond to Shen Yurong's words and walked straight forward. The maid hurriedly pulled out a chair, and after he sat down, the maid handed him a hot towel to wipe his hands.

Sheng Tingchen took the towel and wiped his hands.

Shen Yurong looked at her son's figure, feeling worried yet uneasy. She walked over and sat down next to Sheng Tingchen.

Despite the large table of people, a family gathering arranged by Sheng Tingchen after his near-death experience, there was no festive or warm atmosphere, only a deathly silence.

Old Madam Sheng looked at Sheng Tingchen, sighed softly, and then said to everyone, "Let's eat!"

Everyone silently picked up their chopsticks.

Shen Yurong put some food on his plate, saying, "Eat more."

Sheng Tingchen didn't react much.

Fu Ying said, "Tingchen, it's good that you're back safe and sound. After this experience, you must prioritize your own safety in the future. You're not alone anymore. Meimei is still so young; she can't be without her father."

Madam Sheng added, "Yes, Tingchen, this time it was really too dangerous. You could consider reducing your overseas business so you can spend more time with Meimei."

Sheng Tingchen said calmly, "I have my own arrangements, Grandma, you don't need to worry."

How could Old Madam Sheng not see his current mood? So she didn't say anything more.

Sheng Hanzhang glanced at his son, but ultimately said nothing.

And so, lunch came to an end.

Madam Sheng said, "Tingchen, your grandfather is also worried about you. Pack your things and go to the nursing home to see him. Don't let him worry."

Mr. Sheng's health condition is not suitable for him to stay at home indefinitely, so he is currently living in a nursing home where a professional medical team is monitoring and caring for him around the clock.

Shen Yurong urged, "Go quickly!"

Sheng Tingchen glanced at his mother but said nothing.

Wait until he finishes getting ready and comes downstairs.

Only Madam Sheng, Sheng Hanzhang, and Shen Yurong remained in the living room.

Sheng Tingchen came downstairs, leaned back on the sofa, and remained silent with a deep gaze.

Shen Yurong looked at her son, unsure of what to say.

Sheng Hanzhang, with a solemn expression, said, "Tingchen, say what you want to say!"

Sheng Tingchen's voice was deep and resonant. "Shouldn't you give me an explanation, Dad?"

Shen Yurong clenched her fingers, paused for a moment, and finally spoke, her tone earnest and earnest: "Tingchen, you should see Rong Shu's true colors now. Do you think she still loves you? If she really cared about you, what could a divorce certificate bind her for? You disappeared without a trace, and she went straight back to the country. You were in the hospital, and she didn't even ask about you. If she had you in her heart, she wouldn't be so heartless. So what's the point of having a marriage certificate with a woman like that? Mom just doesn't want to see you heartbroken over a woman anymore."

Sheng Tingchen's expression grew increasingly somber.

Sheng Hanzhang said, "Tingchen, what your mother said makes sense. Look at yourself now, look at what you've become because of her. You shouldn't be like this."

"..."

Old Madam Sheng listened to their conversation without saying a word.

Sheng Tingchen suddenly let out a cold laugh, a mocking laugh, "So, you're doing this for my own good?"

Sheng Hanzhang and Shen Yurong looked at him with solemn expressions.

"You think you're doing this for my own good, but you're deciding my life for me? Ignoring my will?"

"What exactly are you dissatisfied with? You're dissatisfied that she doesn't do what you want? If you're so dissatisfied, then what were you doing when you made me marry her?"

This can be said to be the first time Sheng Tingchen has so openly expressed his emotions and questioned his parents.

The two agreed to the marriage because, on the one hand, it was the decision of Madam Sheng, and on the other hand, they had previously selected suitable marriage partners for Sheng Tingchen. They were all exceptional in terms of family background and appearance, but he rejected them all. He made it very clear that he would not get married, which was what made them most anxious.

So no matter how dissatisfied Sheng Hanzhang and Shen Yurong were with Rong Shu, they felt she was not good enough for Tingchen. But seeing that she was pregnant, they had no choice but to accept it for now, thinking that once she gave birth, Tingchen would dissolve their marriage. Even if Sheng Tingchen still didn't consider marriage in the future, there was still a child involved, and perhaps he would consider remarrying for the sake of the child.

They could only accept Madam Sheng's decision at the time.

Faced with Sheng Tingchen's questioning, Sheng Hanzhang and Shen Yurong looked extremely unpleasant.

"Tingchen," Old Madam Sheng spoke, "Your mother did act impulsively in this matter, rushing things without considering your decision. But what your mother said isn't without merit. For a marriage to last, there still needs to be love between the two people. Even if you force a marriage together for the sake of the child, it's only a matter of time before you become strangers. Ask yourself honestly, does Rong Shu really care about loving you now?"

Sheng Tingchen looked at Old Madam Sheng, "Grandma, do you think I need such superficial feelings?"

Madam Sheng sighed helplessly, "Well then, if Rong Shu is willing to remarry you, we won't say anything more. As long as you are happy, that's all that matters."

Upon hearing Madam Sheng's words, Shen Yurong wanted to say something, but Madam Sheng gave her a glare, so Shen Yurong had no choice but to swallow her words.

"Hanzhang, what do you think?"

Sheng Hanzhang nodded and said to his son, "Tingchen, this time it's your life to decide. We won't interfere anymore, as long as you accept her."

The words fell.

The living room fell silent.

Sheng Tingchen remained silent, his handsome face cold and expressionless.

half an hour.

Madam Sheng said, "Alright, Tingchen, go see your grandfather!"