All Novel Full Chapter 974
Chapter 974: Chapter 958: He is the Father of the Child Chapter 974: Chapter 958: He is the Father of the Child Gao Peng thought this person had come to sue him—perhaps to settle both new and old scores—but it turned out he had guessed wrong.
Not only did the visitor not intend to sue him, but he also came to give him money.
Such good fortune was unthinkable in the past; he would not have dared to even consider it.
It was just to keep them at a distance.
Wang Zitan never wanted to encounter that family again, but no matter what Gao Peng was like, he couldn’t deny that the man was Tang Guosi’s biological father.
This incident served as a warning to him; previously, he had not paid attention to these matters and had neglected Douzi’s safety.
Even an elderly lady with a mental disorder could easily take his son away—let alone anyone else.
This time, it was fortunate that it was someone from the Gao Family, and Gao Peng didn’t have the audacity to do otherwise.
He still had some conscience and wisely returned the child to him.
What if it had been someone else, or an enemy?
Who knows what might have happened?
The incident of losing Douzi also served as a warning to him, making him realize what he needed to do in the future.
And this warning was, in fact, taught to him by Gao Peng.
He couldn’t say he was grateful to Gao Peng, but Gao Peng’s mistake had made him recognize his own deficiencies.
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Moreover, giving him five hundred thousand yuan could be considered severing Gao Peng’s ties with Tang Sisi, allowing Tang Sisi to fulfill her filial duty—even if her father was shameless and despicable.
He picked up his cup and drained the boiled water it contained.
He then placed the empty cup on the table, stood up, and put one hand into his trouser pocket.
He grabbed his briefcase and started to walk out.
“Wait a moment.”
Gao Peng hurriedly stood up and called out to Wang Zitan.
“Do you have something else to say?”
Wang Zitan halted but didn’t turn around.
He did not want to see this man again because he might not be so amiable next time.
I…
Gao Peng’s words got stuck in his throat, and he hesitated, unable to figure out what to say.
“That is…”
Even though he was tongue-tied, issuing several attempts at speech, he failed to produce a complete sentence.
“I just wanted to ask… you and that child are…”
What he initially wanted to ask was about his relationship with Tang Sisi.
It must be close; otherwise, such a reaction wouldn’t be possible.
How to say it?
He had a feeling that this man’s aversion to him might be too intense, beyond that of a normal business-like attitude.
If it were just about the money, the emotional reaction wouldn’t be so strong, but don’t ask him how he came to think this way.
He was also a businessman who had been in business for several years and had some ability to read people.
“Me?”
Wang Zitan faintly curled his lips.
“I’m the child’s father.”
After speaking, he walked away with large strides, giving Gao Peng no further leeway.
Gao Peng watched Wang Zitan’s retreating back with mixed feelings and remained motionless for a long time, unable to process the situation.
Only when he sat back down did he pick up the bank card from the table.
The child’s father.
Yes, the child’s father.
Why hadn’t he thought of that before?
If this was the child’s father, then this was Tang Sisi’s husband.
That made him his son-in-law, and he felt like his whole life had been a massive joke.
If he had never left Li Tang Village, if he had never left Zhang Xiangcao, then perhaps he would be living Tang Zhijun’s life right now.
He would have a successful business, a daughter, a grandson, and such a capable son-in-law.
But all this did not belong to him; it all belonged to Tang Zhijun.
He clutched the card in his hand tightly and finally stuffed it into his pocket.
But as soon as the card was in his pocket, his nose tingled, and he quickly turned away to wipe his tears.
It truly was heartbreaking.
When he got home, his mother Gao was silent, and his father Gao sat on the side without a word.
“Dad, Mom, I’m back,” he greeted his parents as he walked in.
But his mother glared at him fiercely and ignored him; she still blamed him for sending the child back and for depriving her of her grandson.
But even if the child were with them, it was inevitable that someone would come to take him back eventually.
They would still be without a child and have to pay a price they absolutely couldn’t afford.
He took off his coat, wheeled his father into the room, and began massaging his legs.
The doctor had said his father’s leg bones had mended, but due to his age, recovery was slow.
He could now sit up and take care of himself, which was already good.
With careful nurturing over a few years, he might walk again, unlike what the doctors predicted when he first arrived at the hospital—that he would be paralyzed for life.
“Dad, he found me.”
Gao Peng massaged his father’s legs while speaking.
His father’s muscles tensed up, and sweat broke out on his forehead, his breathing turning rapid.
“Dad, don’t worry.”
Gao Peng quickly comforted his father without stopping his hands.
“He didn’t sue me.
Instead, he gave me five hundred thousand, but from now on,” he said with a bitter smile, “we are not to appear before them again.
Otherwise, he said, he will settle both new and old accounts.”
As for the five hundred thousand?
Gao Peng knew very well it was a payoff to sever his father-daughter relationship with Tang Sisi.
It was also a warning: he could either live comfortably with the money or spend half his life in jail.
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The choice was his to make.
His father patted Gao Peng’s shoulder, having nothing to say.
In private, he too was in tears, missing the child.
That was his grandson, yet he would never see him again.
A few days later, Gao Peng brought home a child, about four or five years old.
It was probably fate.
This child was from the Gao family, sharing the same surname.
By relation, he was his cousin’s grandson.
The child’s parents had died in a car accident years ago, and he was left an orphan, raised in a relative’s home.
But as it turned out, none of those relatives were well off, and the child was pushed from one home to another.
Eventually, no one wanted him, and he was nearly sent to an orphanage.