My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 870: There’s Still Me and the Babies

"Third Young Master, just apologize, why hold a grudge against your own father?" the shareholders came forward to persuade one after another.

"Indeed, a young man conceding is not a big deal. You’re both father and son, what grudge can you have? Why bring the group to internal strife for brief satisfaction?"

They did not wish for Tian Kun to change hands. Although Third Young Master was reckless, his capabilities were outstanding. The Tian Kun project going public had increased their stock value tenfold, earning them a lot previously.

But within Jun Group, when push came to shove, Jun Shi’s foundation was much deeper, with more allies.

So, weighing the options, they naturally sided with Jun Shi.

Third Young Master Jun coldly watched those greedy shareholders, a thick layer of ridicule welling in the dark abyss of his eyes. Once they had benefited, they kicked him aside, thinking the Jun Shi’s big tree was sturdier, so they leaned toward it.

Sooner or later he would make them regret their decision!

"Grandfather, what about you? Do you also think I should apologize?" he asked indifferently, looking toward Jun Guanru who had been silent all this while.

Jun Guanru furrowed his brows tightly, his thoughts simple. The resentment between the father and son was too deep. Yet, right or wrong, they were ultimately father and son, connected by blood.

He and his wife had always held out hope for a united and happy family, as opposed to one fragmented and ruined.

Jun Guanru was also aware of his son’s targeting his grandson, and some actions were too much, but after all, this son had lost the person he loved most. His somewhat radical actions weren’t beyond forgiveness.

Having Jun Shi bow was impossible, the only option was to wrong Jun Huang, the child. After all, Jun Shi was his father; one of them had to yield.

"Jun Huang, you also shouldn’t disrespect your father in public like that. He is your father, after all. Just apologize and be done with it!"

Jun Shi revealed a pleased smile. This rebellious son, no matter how tough his mouth was, would ultimately have to submit to him.

In both Jun Group and the Jun Family, his position was eternally above his son’s. Everyone was indeed supporting him!

"Hahaha..." ThirdYoung Master Jun suddenly burst into loud laughter.

The laugh was bizarre, filled with bitterness, desolation, and disdain.

And in this moment, his heart was ice-cold. Because he was a son, because they were blood relatives, everyone assumed that, no matter what his father had done, he should endure it, no matter the grievance, it was he who should bear it.

Even his grandfather thought he should apologize.

Hahaha, it was hard to tell whether it was laughable or sad. What was this?

Did he cherish it so much? The blood running in his veins that was his father’s? If the world offered a choice, he would rather draw out every drop of blood and return it to this father, cutting off the so-called blood ties.

That way, there would be no more reason to grieve, no twisted heart.

Ha, why should he apologize? In his dreams! No one could expect him to bow.

"Hey..." Ye Lu saw his expression was so cold and strange, yet in that strangeness was a twisted smile, and within that smile endless sorrow and unstoppable ferocity...

Her heart ached unexpectedly, a sharp pain from out of nowhere. She instinctively took hold of his ice-cold hand.

"Don’t bother with what they say, you still have me. I believe in you, I support you. See, you’re not alone now. You have me and the babies with you." In that moment, she forgot everything and just wanted to grasp his hand tightly, to give him strength, to keep him from being so sad!

ThirdYoung Master Jun was shaken, turning his head to look at her dumbfounded, thinking he was hearing hallucinations. But seeing the compassionate and sorrowful warmth in the depths of her eyes, his heart trembled fiercely, and the ferocity in his eyes slowly faded. In their place, intense attachment and persistence welled up.

It was as if he saw the only thing in this world that belonged to him.

He reached out and held her tightly, feeling an unprecedented clarity in his life. Everything became clear—what he needed most in his life, and what he was willing to give his life for.