Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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Xiu Zhaotian strode over, pushed through the crowd, and took Old Master Si’s other arm, saying casually, “Dad, is Xiao Ming feeling any better? I’ve found him a doctor who specializes in treating ALS in the United States. I’ll take him there in a few days to see if there’s any way to slow down the onset of his illness.”
“I heard that his right hand has completely lost sensation? Can his left hand still be used? Are there any other lesions? His health can’t be delayed any longer. Please entrust him to me, and I will take him abroad for recuperation.”
Upon hearing this, all the people who came to offer their congratulations looked astonished, and the noisy living room fell silent.
Everyone knew that Old Master Si’s daughter died of ALS. But the fact that Si Ming also had ALS was completely hidden from Old Master Si.
Therefore, everyone outside believed that the Xiu and Si families were destined to belong to Si Ming in the future, and that Xiu Zhaotian was just a temporary manager who would soon be kicked out by Old Master Si.
Therefore, there were actually very few people who truly respected Xiu Zhaotian; their respect and awe for him stemmed solely from his status as the son-in-law of the Si family.
A few days ago, his property was taken back by Old Master Si and he was kicked out of the house. Everyone laughed at him, and some even took the opportunity to kick him while he was down.
However, upon hearing the news that Si Ming had been diagnosed with ALS, everyone’s opinion of Xiu Zhaotian underwent a complete transformation. No wonder he dared to bring his illegitimate son back; no wonder Old Master Si didn’t say a word when he lived with his mistress—it turns out Si Ming is dying!
In that case, wouldn’t the Xiu family and the Si family become Xiu Zhaotian’s possessions in the future?
After a moment of stunned silence, everyone smiled and congratulated Old Master Si on his birthday but then turned around and started plotting their own schemes.
Those who had previously been extremely cold towards Xiu Zhaotian now wore warm smiles and came over one after another with their wine glasses to chat with him.
Changing from the most unpopular buffoon to the most admired star, Xiu Zhaotian only needed a single sentence. So what if he climbed to the top by stepping on Si Ming? If Old Master Si didn’t want his grandson to die alone and destitute in his sickbed, he had to give him face.
“Dad, you should drink less alcohol; it’s bad for your health.” Xiu Zhaotian snatched the wine glass from Old Master Si’s hand, exercising his authority as the master under the guise of “for your own good.”
Zhong Xingyun was so angry that veins bulged on his forehead.
Old Master Si’s eyes darkened slightly before he regained his calm smile.
“Thank you for your concern.” He patted Xiu Zhaotian’s hand affectionately.
Xiu Zhaotian’s arm trembled, and he almost flung the old man’s withered and cold hand away. Just a moment ago, he almost thought he had been entangled by a poisonous snake.
….
At the same time, Si Ming took Xiao Curly to his bedroom and, without even closing the door, pressed him down on the bed and kissed him.
“Slow down.” Zhuang Li pushed the person aside and pointed to a spot three meters away. “You stand there.”
Si Ming, panting heavily, got up and stood three meters away, staring longingly at the little curly-haired boy on the bed.
Seeing how obedient he was, Zhuang Li smiled with satisfaction, took out a silver metal box from his bag, and instructed, “I brought you a gift. Stand still and don’t move while I dress you.”
Si Ming stood at attention and said softly, “If I don’t move, what are you going to make me wear?”
Zhuang Li didn’t answer. He silently placed two electrode pads, each the size of a fingernail and as thin as a cicada’s wing, on Si Ming’s temples. Then he put a flesh-colored nylon sleeve over Si Ming’s right hand, which had completely lost sensation.
The nylon sleeves were extremely elastic and quickly adhered tightly to Si Ming’s skin, making it impossible to tell that they were made of fabric unless you looked closely.
Having prepared himself, Zhuang Li slowly took two steps back and said with a smile, “I’m already eighteen years old, you know that, right?”
“I know.” Si Ming’s voice immediately became hoarse, and his ears turned bright red as if he had just remembered something.
He had long forgotten about the electrode pads on both sides of his head and that strange sleeve.
“You passed all the exams last month. I said I would give you a reward, do you remember?” Zhuang Li continued to ask.
“I remember.” Si Ming licked his dry lips.
“Alright.” Zhuang Li slowly backed away, sat down on the soft sofa, crossed his long legs, stretched out his slender left hand, and said in a soft voice, “Now, please stretch out your right hand and hold mine. If you succeed, I guarantee you can have whatever you want tonight.”
Si Ming’s burning gaze quickly cooled, and the surprise on his face turned into frustration.
“You know, I can’t feel my right hand. Are you… are you disgusted with me and just looking for an excuse to reject me?” He lowered his head, hiding his eyes, which were reddening with embarrassment.
“Do you believe in miracles? If you do, try raising your right hand and holding mine.” Zhuang Li hooked his slender index finger, coaxing me like a devil, “Come on, with just a thought, a movement, I am yours. Come on, darling, reach out your hand to me, we will be very happy tonight.”
Si Ming’s ears were practically smoking, and his dark eyes no longer revealed frustration and disappointment, but rather an uncontrollable desire.
He took a few steps forward, then stretched out his right hand with all his might.
He originally thought this action would only be completed in his mind, but in reality, he suddenly saw his right hand reach out past his eyelids and tremblingly grasp the curly-haired boy’s fair palm, which was spread out under the light.
Si Ming’s eyes widened suddenly as he stared at the scene in disbelief.
Before he could react, Zhuang Li had already grasped his right hand and pulled him into his arms. While kissing his burning ears and trembling lips, he whispered with a smile, “Darling, you did it. Tonight, I’m yours.”
These words quickly pulled Si Ming back from his daze.
He raised his right hand again, gently stroking the curly-haired boy’s handsome face, then opened his palm and placed it under his eyes, staring in disbelief. Two hot tears unknowingly slid down his face, but then he grinned and smiled happily.
He had known all along that this person would be his miracle.
Zhuang Li chuckled softly, then lowered his head and gave him a deep kiss.
….
At the same time, an LED screen in the banquet hall downstairs suddenly started playing a strange video: the eldest grandson of the Si family and a strange young man were kissing and embracing each other, making sounds that made people blush and their hearts race.
What’s going on?
The eldest son of the Si family was not only terminally ill, but also gay? Didn’t that mean Old Master Si’s wish for his grandson to quickly produce an heir had also been dashed?
The crowd exchanged glances, then looked on with regret.
Had the Si family been cursed all these years? Their descendants were all more useless than the last. Looking at it this way, the illegitimate son that Xiu Zhaotian brought along could actually be groomed as an heir.
The banquet hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Xiu Zhaotian glared at the screen, his teeth clenched as if he wanted to tear the boy who had seduced his son apart.
Old Master Si suddenly covered his mouth, suppressing the gasp that was about to escape his lips. What others saw was only the erotic affair between two teenagers, but what he saw was his grandson’s hands moving freely.
Xiao Ming’s right hand has recovered? Is this true? When did it happen?
Grandpa Si was stunned.
The butler immediately rushed to the LED screen, trying to turn off the video, but was sternly rebuked by Old Master Si: “Don’t turn it off, let me take another look.”
The butler was genuinely taken aback, not understanding why the old man would give such an order. All the guests were watching! Wasn’t he afraid of making a fool of himself?
Zhong Xingyun also noticed the problem, looked up at the screen, and a look of ecstatic joy appeared on his face.
Meanwhile, the two boys, who had been kissing passionately, finally separated. The extremely handsome boy wiped a bit of saliva from the corner of Si Shao’s mouth, gave the camera a cold smile, and said, “Xiu Yue, have you taken enough pictures?”
As soon as he finished speaking, the screen went dark, and Xiu Yue, having been discovered, stopped the subsequent filming.
He dared to do this at Old Master Si’s birthday banquet; his ambition was truly immense!
However, it was worthwhile. Exposing the scandal of Si Dashao’s homosexuality would force Old Master Si to consider changing his heir. The Xiu and Si families combined possess hundreds of billions in assets; they couldn’t possibly donate it all to the country, could they? Moreover, Si Ming had ALS and was destined to be paralyzed. Besides Xiu Zhaotian, who would care for him? Old Master Si was advanced in years; how long could he stay with Si Ming?
Ultimately, all these hundreds of billions of assets would thus fall into the hands of Xiu Zhaotian and Xiu Yue.
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