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nTranslator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

n“Yeah, I’m stupid. I’m not as clever as your Jing Xinlei!” She knew that she had no right to be angry with him and had no reason for being argumentative. But she wanted to be wilful at this moment!

nZuo Weiyi walked stubbornly toward the gate after she had finished speaking.

nToday was Jing Xinlei’s birthday. But he had to bring her here, making her look so pathetic and embarrassing in front of them.

nShi Yuting slightly frowned as he saw her walking toward the gate.

nNuan Nuan who was at his side could not help but hit her brother. “Brother, hurry up! Go after her!”

nShi Yuting turned and glanced at Shi Nuannuan. He wanted to follow behind Zuo Weiyi.

nJust then, a manly voice spoke.

n“Yu Ting.”

nShi Yuting turned around when he heard the sound and saw a middle-aged man and woman walking toward him.

nIt was Jing Xinlei’s parents—Jing Rengui and Zhao Qunfang.

nShi Yuting was expressionless and had no intention to speak when he saw them coming to him.

n“I haven’t seen you for a long time. How are you doing recently?” Jing Rengui held the goblet up and smiled at Shi Yuting.

nShi Yuting pursed his lips. A figure suddenly rushed over when he was about to speak after listening to Jing Rengui’s kind words.

n“Father!”

nJing Xinlei cried loudly. Her pair of dark eyes looked at her father, her heart was broken. “Why? Why didn’t you tell me?!”

nShe snarled in distress ignoring all the guests present.

nJing Rengui was shocked by his daughter’s growl. He turned and saw her face which was full of tears. “Xin Lei, what’s wrong with you?”

nShi Yuting and Shi Nuannuan were a little surprised.

nNonetheless, Jing Xinlei just looked at her father painfully. “Why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t you tell me about Uncle Shi’s car accident?!”

nJing Rengui did not know what to say and lowered his head after listening to his daughter’s roar.

n“Xinlei, don’t blame your father. We did this for your good.” Zhao Qunfang felt bad for her daughter.

nJing Xinlei turned her head and looked at her mother. “Mother, you knew how important Ting is to me! Why did you lie to me? Why did you tell me that Uncle Shi died of illness?”

n“Xinlei, don’t cry. We did this for your sake.” Zhao Qunfang’s eyes started to tear up.

nJing Xinlei cried and shook her head. “If it was for my sake, you shouldn’t lie to me. I would not have lost Ting because of it.”

n“But that’s your dream…” Jing Rengui said softly.

n“Dream?” Jing Xinlei looked at her parents. “If I lose Ting, what dreams do I have? That dream is meaningless!”

nJing Rengui and his wife were startled. They lowered their heads in dismay, not knowing what to say.

nJing Xinlei looked at the man next to them. She was crying. “Ting, can you forgive me? I’m sorry. If I had received your call that day, I would surely not have gone abroad…”

nAlthough Shi Yuting was shocked by all these truths suddenly being revealed, he did not show any expressions.

n“It doesn’t matter anymore.” He enunciated a few words calmly. He then turned around and left the banquet hall.

nWhen Jing Xinlei heard it, she was stunned.

nWas everything unimportant to him now?

n“Ting, I did call you, but you didn’t answer it. And then your phone was turned off again. Why did you turn off your phone? Why did you not answer my call? If you had answered my call, I would surely have come back…”

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