Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!-Chapter 746: [Yan Jian Extra] 25. On a Winter Night, That Sweet and Soft Taste_3
He tilted his head to look at his father: "You heard what Ben Shaming said, right? What he wanted to say is that, during those years in France, their relationship had long surpassed that of master and servant, friends; they were lovers, a couple."
Lin Qi furrowed his brows.
Coming from a noble background, just like those ancient families in Europe, liking young boys wasn’t unacceptable, but... it shouldn’t affect a normal marriage or descendants.
He was now also very worried about his son, worried he would refuse to like women.
Mark saw his father didn’t speak, and he knew what his father was thinking. So, he lightly curled his lips.
He knew that when he "pursued" Shi Nian back then, despite the big stir it caused, his father was actually happy, thinking he finally liked women.
But little did his father know that because of Shi Nian, his relationship with the professor was completely destroyed. The professor nearly beat him to death to protect Shi Nian!
Compared to the suffocating wounds on his neck, the pain left in his heart hurt even more.
Moreover... later he found out that the reason the professor was so harsh, the reason he was determined to testify against him, was all because Shi Nian was the love the professor concealed for many years.
His faith, his beliefs of many years, crumbled at that moment.
But in the end... Shi Nian ruined the professor, making him never able to return...
Because of Shi Nian, his dislike for women didn’t lessen but increased.
He bowed his head, affectionately caressing the armrest of the chair with his palm, imagining how the professor once sat here, how he stood up.
He closed his eyes and slowly said: "So, with Ben Shaming’s character, he would never allow James to marry Catherine. If James persists, Ben Shaming will definitely take action at the wedding."
Lin Qi squinted his eyes: "But subconsciously, Ben Shaming would probably only want to kill Catherine, not James."
"Yes, he can’t bear it." Mark smiled dreamily: "But there is a possibility, you understand, there’s always love turning into hate in this world, so in his heart, there’s already resentment towards James."
"Just need someone to timely amplify this resentment in his heart, amplify it until it outweighs his hatred for Catherine, and then the person he first wants to kill will become James."
Lin Qi frowned: "Who can help us do this? Go to someone like Huo Danru the psychologist as before?"
Mark laughed, his laughter full of pride.
He was proud that even his own father didn’t know he possessed such ability.
He thought of that time when he tested his skills on Xiang Yuan, recalling that always gentle and refined Xiang Yuan losing his composure in front of him, charging out like an angry lion... remembering that even in Huo Danru’s clinic, facing such a renowned psychiatrist in the industry, he could still calmly exert his own influence, his heart became even more joyous.
His extraordinary talent, even without systematic learning, could reach such heights. In this respect, he was much like the professor.
He then said unhurriedly: "This matter shouldn’t let one more person know, so we can’t seek a psychologist."
Lin Qi frowned: "Then what do we do?"
With a smile, he raised his eyes: "Leave it to me."
It was no surprise he saw that mixed astonishment and doubt in his father’s eyes.
A father who always regarded him as a child, even a useless child, was finally willing to reevaluate him this time, right? His father was getting old, it was time for him to relinquish everything; he had grown tired of always bowing down to his father’s authority.
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That night he took Benben Shaming to watch opera, booking the best box seats, lowering his eyes to watch the stage, tightly clutching a bone white silk handkerchief in his hand.
He would weep for the characters on the stage.
It was a famous tragedy; although the protagonist was exceptionally talented, they were unaccepted by the world, always envied and plotted against by mediocrities. Discontent and resentment were the emotional undertones running through the opera, making viewers feel oppressed and angry. If not able to vent emotions through tears like Mark, everything would remain blocked inside, like a ball of cotton, stifling and immovable.
Despite being such a heart-wrenching play, because it was a masterpiece, enacted by a world-renowned troupe and actors, the performance hall was still packed that night.
