Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets novel Chapter 550

Mr. Meng's status is significant, so if he had to personally explain and deal with this matter, where would that leave his pride?

Qu Feng's pupils dilated uncontrollably as he exclaimed, "Mr. Meng, I swear this has nothing to do with Mr. Meng. It's all my fault, and it has nothing to do with him."

Meng Jin glanced coldly at Qu Feng and stepped forward, saying, "Qu Feng, if you really care about my father, you should never have considered such a thing."

"I've been trying everything to make my dad reconcile with Si Yu, but instead, you forcefully intervened on my father's behalf!" Meng Jin looked at Qu Feng, appreciative of his years of taking care of Mr. Meng, but how could he meddle in the affairs of the Meng Family?

"Qu Feng, you truly are a good subordinate to my father, truly considering what's best for him and the Meng Family," Meng Jin said, his words dripping with sarcasm.

"I..."

Qu Feng was at a loss for words. He just wanted to make Mr. Meng happy, and besides, he wasn't directly involved in the matter, which was less likely to be discovered. Furthermore, Meng Siyu's company was indeed a new one and lacked experience.

"Dad," Meng Jin took a deep breath and continued, "The shipping matter is conclusive, but Dad, you shouldn't be so biased against Si Yu. He is your own grandson and he has the blood of our Meng Family!"

"What do you mean?"

Mr. Meng suddenly looked up, his gaze fixed intensely on Meng Jin. He understood each word but when put together, he couldn't comprehend.

What does it mean by his own grandson?

Meng Jin isn't married; how could he have a grandson?

Could it be…

Mr. Meng stared piercingly at Meng Jin, as if trying to bore a hole through his head.

"Si Yu is the son of Xiaolin and me," Meng Jin finally calmed down, his words dropping like a bomb, stirring wild waves in Mr. Meng's previously calm heart.

How is that possible.

How could Meng Siyu possibly be his own grandson.

Why?

Mr. Meng couldn't make sense of it, collapsing into his chair, his eyes losing focus.

"Dad," Meng Jin approached, concerned that this news might be too much for Mr. Meng to handle.

"I am willing to take full responsibility," Qu Feng hurriedly spoke up.

Meng Jin gave him a cold glance and said sternly, "Qu Feng, you can take full responsibility, but your actions represent my father."

Even though Qu Feng did it for Mr. Meng, Meng Jin still couldn't understand.

"I…" At this moment, Qu Feng realized that he might have indeed made a grave mistake.

Meng Siyu was actually Mr. Meng's own grandson, and yet he had been targeting him. Moreover, when Mr. Meng spoke ill of Si Yu, Qu Feng often agreed. The source of thɪs content is novel⦿fire.net

Qu Feng's heart sank.

Mr. Meng seemed unaffected by everything around him. In just a moment, he seemed to have aged several years, sitting on the chair, his mind fixated on one thing.

Meng Siyu, his own grandson.

How could that be, such an outstanding person.

No, Meng Jin is outstanding too, everyone in the Meng Family is outstanding.

Li Wei didn't understand why, with Mr. Meng gravely ill, Mr. Meng insisted that he bring Mo Siyu along.

"Gravely ill?" Mo Siyu's eyes flickered, asking, "When did this happen?"

"Just now, he's in the emergency room now. I heard they have issued several critical condition notices at the hospital," Li Wei shared everything he knew. "Brother Mo, do you think it was really just Qu Feng acting alone? Did Mr. Meng really know nothing about it?"

"Mr. Meng has been good to you too, why would Mr. Meng…" Li Wei didn't dare to say more, but he was puzzled.

"Whether he knew or not, Li Wei, we almost lost the shipping orders this time because of someone close to Mr. Meng. We can't just let this slide. Fortunately, we managed to avert disaster in the end. We still need to go back and hire people. There are many shipping orders; as long as we handle this well, we can secure the coastal orders as well."

Mo Siyu was very clear, he needed money, a lot of it, to establish Pinganda in various coastal cities, which all required financial backing.

If he managed Jing City well, then it would be time to start establishing Pinganda in the coastal cities, and he couldn't let others take the lead.

On the side, Li Wei didn't expect Mo Siyu to refuse, hesitating because he feared Mr. Meng might blame Mo Siyu for this.

"Where are Zhao Xiangqian and Yan Dong? Let's go, we've got work to do." After saying this, Mo Siyu strode back to the company.

He still had a lot of things to attend to; how could he have the time to see Mr. Meng?

Outside the emergency room, Meng Jin anxiously waited. While signing the critical condition notice, Meng Jin's hands trembled. He wasn't young anymore and had seen too much of life and death. He thought he was numb, but when his own father's life hung by a thread in the emergency room, Meng Jin's heart was still filled with fear and dread.

"Brother Meng, don't worry, Uncle Meng will be safe," Zhou Lai rushed over after hearing the news.

"Zhou Lai." When Meng Jin saw Zhou Lai, a look of loss appeared in his eyes. He had sent people to call Mo Siyu, yet Mo Siyu still hadn't shown up outside the emergency room.

Zhou Lai wanted to say something but stopped, not understanding why Meng Jin kept sending people to invite Mo Siyu over.