Chapter 705 - Do You Hate Me This Much? (5) (1/2)

As Shen Liangchuan approached them, he saw the man who had previously demanded compensation. He was tugging at Qiao Lian’s sleeve and saying something.

His expression turned cold and sharp at once. Shen Liangchuan hurried over and strode into the crowd. Raising his voice, he asked icily, “What are you doing here?!”

Upon hearing his voice, everyone turned in his direction simultaneously.

The moment Qiao Lian saw him, her eyes lit up and sounded relieved as she said, “You’re finally back!”

It didn’t look like the man was making things difficult for her, but rather she looked helpless.

Shen Liangchuan paused. The man was in his fifties or sixties and he was tugging at Qiao Lian’s sleeve. When he saw Shen Liangchuan, his face lit up and he dashed towards the young man, saying, “Best Actor Shen, I finally see you in person!”

His line of sight fell on Shen Liangchuan’s head.

It was still bandaged, as the wound had not fully healed.

There was a look of guilt in the old man’s eyes.

He bowed his head and, suddenly, gave himself a sound slap. “Best Actor Shen, you should beat me up. It’s all my fault. I was the one who hurled the brick.”

Shen Liangchuan kept silent.

The old man’s eyes reddened at once. “I- I really thought you were scammers and didn’t care about us anymore. I was angry then, that’s why—”

He looked down and choked before he could finish speaking.

Someone from the crowd stepped forward to explain on his behalf, “Sigh, this man is quite pitiful. Eight years ago, he and his wife sold off their old home and borrowed a large sum of money to pay up for a unit in that building. When the building did not happen, his family had to rent a small space to live in. His son’s wife ran away, and his own wife fell ill from the stress and anger. She died two years later. The relatives who lent them the money started to come after him for the return of the loan, as they were worried that he too would soon follow his wife and they’d never get their money back. He and his son now work as manual laborers in a worksite.”

Qiao Lian bit her lip as she listened to his story.

The fact was that a child had nothing to do with the debts of his or her parents.