Chapter 54: You’ve Got White Hair. (1/2)

Translator: Claire.KK

The driver was a vip member of the most famous luxury car club in Beijing, also, allegedly, the nephew of a chief officer of some military region. The silver-spoon boy drank a bit of alcohol and went to Yanxi Villa to meet his mistress, but his joyride accidentally killed a man. How could a lawbreaker like that be treated the same as civilians? Loads of ass-kissers were queuing to solve his problem. The car accident didn't even cause a ripple.

Not until two days later did Wenxu Jiang knew what happened to Zui Shen. The moment he heard the news, he felt like everything paused, even his heartbeat. He wasn't in too deep of a relationship with Zui Shen; the man was just like a pet for entertainment purpose. But the news was still a shock to Wenxu.

Wenxu Jiang had earned so much money, it would be a lie to say that he never got blood on his hand. He didn't feel guilty or sad about Zui Shen's death. He certainly didn't feel good about it though; it was like a twitch in his heart. He would never expect that the man he spared would eventually die anyway. He suddenly realized that human life couldn't be manipulated by any man.

Later, Wenxu Jiang figured out what he was feeling bad about; it was the loneliness derived from his extreme grief. Zui Shen's death reminded him of Zhishu He.

Even though Wenxu knew that Zhishu He had leukemia, it never occurred to him that someday, he would actually die. He just wanted to get him back and treat him good and never do him wrong again. He wanted to be together with him forever and ever.

But the reality was that not everything in this world would go at his will. Wenxu Jiang closed his eyes despondently. He now understood what the unpredictable death was.

Jingwen's wedding was held as planned. He wanted to postpone it until Wenxu Jiang calmed down and got Zhishu He back. It was just that the bride's grandfather wasn't feeling well recently, whose greatest wish was to see his baby granddaughter marry a good man.

Wenxu Jiang attended the wedding anyway. He prepared a rather thick red packet himself. It was their big day; Wenxu wanted to put on a happy face but it was hard. You could tell that he was in a poor condition from his emaciated cheeks and bloodshot eyes.

Jingwen ushered Wenxu in person and warmly put his arm around Wenxu’s neck. It was considerate of Jingwen not to ask anything; Wenxu, however, couldn't stand another pair of compassionate eyes. ”Come and get inside. The bride and bridesmaids will make toasts to you in turn.”

Wenxu shook his head and smiled. ”I'll pass. Let your grandfather-in-law get the toasts. I'm just here to congratulate you,” He took the red packet out and said, ”A token of my best wishes.”

Wenxu Jiang was generous to his friends as always. The eight thousand in the packet was just a symbol of good luck; what really counts was the card inside the stack of money.

Jingwen wasn't aware of Jiang’s pattern. He quite cheerfully took it over and felt it with a happy face. ”Alright, quite a thick one.” He grinned.

Wenxu's eyes milder, he smiled, ”It's from me and Zhishu.”

Jingwen paused and stared at Wenxu for a moment, feeling sorry for him. ”Wenxu...” He then said softly.