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For the first time, he wanted to escape from the island, but what terrified him even more was a voice in his mind telling him that staying in Hai City wasn't so bad. Hai City was not a place he should be! He was a person with a dark identity, and he had no way to continue living in Hai City. As for other cities, he had no desire to try to adapt to them.
After thinking it over, he realized he only had two options: return to the island or turn himself in at the police station. If he chose to confess, Interpol would undoubtedly spare no effort in forcing him to reveal the location of the island. The people on the island, under his leadership, had already begun to live stable lives. Although their source of income still came from the plants on the island, life had improved significantly compared to before.
He could see smiles on many faces; if the island were discovered, what kind of life would its residents have to face in the future? Mong Si couldn't bear to imagine it. After much contemplation, he found that he really only had one path: to return to the island. This answer did not bring him any joy. Especially when he recalled how he had left the island filled with hatred, determined to create a stir in Hai City and completely erase the Zhu Family. Now, he was left battered and bruised while the Zhu Family thrived, highlighting his own misery.
This tragic chapter was one he had written himself on his already painful life journey; he wanted nothing more than to slap himself and call himself a fool. He felt despair as Zhu Junjie and others occasionally flashed before him; he had no interest in their feelings at all. Song Lan's recent words pierced Mong Si deeply, and he couldn't help but want to push her away.
Song Lan, who seemed like a clever woman, appeared not to understand Mong Si's meaning at all, which only made him more irritated. "Life isn't just about hatred," she said. "Look at me; I've lived a hard life too. Although the Zhou family is wealthy, I had my reasons for being sent away by my brother when I was young..."
"Hah!" Mong Si scoffed. No matter how hard her life was, it couldn't compare to his; they were not even in the same league.
As long as he reacted, Song Lan wouldn't care about his attitude. "I know that my hardships pale in comparison to yours," she continued. "What I want to say is that perhaps one day in the future, you will meet someone who can warm your heart."
"Did your brother meet someone?"
"..."
Mong Si had looked into Song Lan's background and naturally knew about Zhou Qianyi's situation. Zhou Qianyi had been hurt too many times; there weren't many people he could trust. Even if Mong Si treated Song Lan well, she wouldn't be able to enter his heart and see him clearly.
Mong Si put Song Lan in a difficult position, "Why are you silent?"
"I'm just surprised that you know about my brother." In a flash, Song Lan recalled what Zhou Qianyi had mentioned about the staff in the research lab, "To be honest, my brother has encountered something."
"If you want to communicate with me, you shouldn't lie."
"I'm not lying. My brother has said himself that having me and Tong Tong is enough. But feelings can be uncontrollable; ever since he invested in the research lab's project, he has become entangled with a researcher. People can be strange sometimes, developing feelings for someone without realizing it, and by the time they do, they are already deeply attached.
However, my brother can be quite infuriating; he often makes things difficult for the girl. By the time he realizes he likes her, it's when he's being tormented. My brother is quite arrogant; being tormented might actually be good for him. I somewhat look forward to him being put through some hardship."
A smile appeared on Song Lan's face as she spoke.
Mong Si glanced at her.
The figure of Zhu Junqiao flashed before his eyes, and his brow slowly furrowed.
Zhu Junqiao was definitely much closer to him than Zhu Junjie; when he was tormented, Zhu Junqiao would be even happier than Song Lan.
Without him, the Zhu Family would return to tranquility, and he was the one who could provoke their pain.
Seeing a change in Mong Si's expression, Song Lan chose not to continue speaking.
"It's your fault that your child has turned out this way; you should go find Zhu Junjie and stop bothering me."
"The Li Family is a thing of the past; Zhu Junjie didn't expect that the remaining members of the Li Family would do such things to Tong Tong."
Tong Tong was hurt, and Zhu Junjie was already feeling terrible; she couldn't place any further blame on him.
"Just because he didn't know doesn't mean he's not responsible! Fool!"
Seeing Song Lan defend Zhu Junjie, Mong Si's attitude grew colder.
"The fact that you can save Tong Tong makes me think..."
"I save Tong Tong to make Zhu Junjie owe me a favor, not because my hatred for the Zhu Family has diminished. Don't analyze me based on your assumptions!"
Mong Si's tone became impatient as he pointed towards the hospital room door, clearly indicating for her to leave.
With no way to continue the conversation, Song Lan stood up and left the hospital room.
She returned to Tong Tong's room; the sound of the door opening made Tong Tong, who was sitting on the bed with her head down lost in thought, shrink back slightly.
Seeing this, Song Lan's heart tightened instantly.
Zhu Junjie looked anxious when he saw Song Lan return, his gaze constantly drifting towards Tong Tong.
Noticing this, Song Lan felt her heart rise in worry.
She approached the bedside and called out, "Tong Tong."
Tong Tong stared at her own little feet without saying a word.
Song Lan reached out to hold her hand, and Tong Tong did not pull away.
Song Lan embraced her gently, patting her back softly.
Tong Tong was startled by the sound of the door opening, and her tense body gradually relaxed. Leaning against Song Lan, the familiar scent allowed her to slowly unwind; she closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.
Song Lan wanted Tong Tong to be more comfortable while sleeping and tried to place her on the bed.
As Song Lan moved slightly, Tong Tong immediately clutched her clothes tightly.
Song Lan dared not move again and continued to pat her, ensuring she could sleep soundly.
Zhu Junjie had been standing beside the mother and daughter for a long time. After waiting for a while, he quietly asked, "Is Tong Tong asleep?"
"She should be in deep sleep."
Tong Tong's breathing was steady, and her body was no longer stiff.
Song Lan worried that she would wake up soon and did not dare to let go of her.
"You weren't in the ward just now; Tong Tong talked to me."
"What did she say?"
Song Lan had not heard Tong Tong speak for several days, and upon hearing this, her tone became somewhat excited.
"She hasn't spoken for several days; her voice sounded a bit hoarse."
"I want to know what she said."
"She... she asked me if she has two dads."
Song Lan was taken aback by this.
No wonder Zhu Junjie's expression was a bit strange when she first entered the ward.
"How did you respond?"
"I told her that she only has one dad!" Tong Tong is his daughter; no one can take that away from him!
After Zhu Junjie said this, he seemed less confident than before. "Does Tong Tong know that it wasn't me who saved her?"
"Maybe. Mong Si looks like you in height and appearance, but his personality and attitude towards Tong Tong are definitely different. Tong Tong is a sensitive child; she should have noticed something."
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