Chapter 355: No Chance of Reconciliation

Chapter 355: No Chance of Reconciliation

Ye Rufeng stood by the bed for a long time, but in the end, he still didn't have the courage to wake Ye Tiandong.

He lowered his dim eyes, turned and went out.

However, he didn't see that the person on the bed slowly opened their eyes the moment the door closed.

After returning to his room, Ye Rufeng drank a bowl of congee he had cooked himself, and then sat down to read medical books.

He appeared to be staring at the medical book in his hand, but whether he was actually reading it or not, only he knew.

His attention was focused on the yard.

Around nine o'clock in the evening, he heard the sound of the door to the north room rattling.

Ye Rufeng hurriedly put down the book in his hand, got up and walked to the door, looking outside.

The lights in the courtyard were off, with only a faint glow coming from the main room.

But Ye Rufeng still managed to see the figure clearly.

His coat was draped over his left arm as he emerged from the north room and headed towards the front door...

"Asparagus!"

At that moment, perhaps out of panic at the thought of his son's impending departure, Ye Rufeng found the courage to call out his name.

Ye Tiandong was about to leave when he heard Ye Rufeng call his name. He was so surprised that his body suddenly stiffened.

He couldn't remember how many years it had been since he'd heard himself call him that.

His heart trembled violently.

The tall figure stood in the night, then stopped in its tracks.

Ye Rufeng's voice continued behind him, "It's getting dark, let's go back tomorrow."

His tone was cautious, with a hint of pleading.

Ye Tiandong's right hand, hanging at his side, trembled slightly, but he remained silent.

Ye Rufeng continued, "I've made some porridge, have some. Drinking alcohol and not eating is bad for your stomach."

Do you think that by pretending to care about me and playing the role of a loving father, I will forgive you?

Ye Tiandong's eyes were dark as he looked at him with a cold smile, "Where were you all this time? What were you doing when my mother was suffering? Is it only when you're old and have no one to take care of you that you remember you have a son like me, trying to curry favor with me so I can take care of you in your old age?"

Ye Rufeng tried to ease the tension between father and son by adopting a humble attitude, but he never expected Ye Tiandong to misinterpret his intentions in this way.

Feigned concern?

Try to please him?

Let him take care of you in your old age?

Hearing these words come out of Ye Tiandong's mouth, Ye Rufeng instantly lost his composure, his temper completely out of control.

What are you saying?

Ye Tiandong turned around, a mocking smile playing on his lips, and looked at him with a cold laugh, "Isn't that right?"

Ye Rufeng scoffed as if he had been insulted, "Do I need to please you? Do I need you to support me in my old age?"

The old man, who had been strong for most of his life, felt as if his heart was being torn apart by his son's words. He absolutely could not allow himself to be humiliated like this. He gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "If I ever can't live anymore, I'll kill myself with a needle, and that will be the end of my life. I, Ye Rufeng, will never rely on anyone else, and I will never entrust the rest of my life to you."

To prove himself, he began to lie, "I'm only trying to ease tensions with you for Bai Zhi's sake, and I don't want to disappoint that child."

“This is indeed the behavior of a cold-blooded person like you.” Ye Tiandong turned around, looked at him coldly, and said in a chilling tone, “You don’t need to act for Bai Zhi. There is absolutely no possibility of reconciliation between us in this lifetime. I will never forgive a person who killed my mother.”

Ye Rufeng growled, "I'll say it again, I didn't betray your mother, nor did I deliberately ignore her. I just had no choice, I had no choice!"

Ye Rufeng was agitated, his voice almost a roar, but Ye Tiandong acted as if he hadn't heard him and left without looking back.

Upon hearing the sound of the large iron gate rattling, Ye Rufeng's legs gave way, and he slowly slid down, squatting on the ground, clutching his head, and sinking into deep pain.

He even regretted that he shouldn't have lost his temper and confronted his son when the son misunderstood him.

He should soften his stance, patiently explain to him, and try to find an opportunity to sit down and have a proper talk with him.

But he knew very well that no matter what he said, his stubborn son wouldn't listen to a word.

He even misunderstood himself in that way.

They thought he wanted to reconcile with him so that he would take care of them in their old age.

At his age, to be honest, he longs for the joys of family life.

But he doesn't need his younger generation to support him in his old age.

Just like what Bai Zhi said half-jokingly when she first recognized him, his wealth was enough for her to live a worry-free life for most of her life.

Moreover, he has not stopped working yet.

As long as he's willing to see patients, he'll have more patients than he can see every day.

Some wealthy people even spend huge sums of money to have him come to their homes to treat their illnesses.

If he wanted to make money with his medical skills, he could do it a hundred times faster than Ye Tiandong's restaurant.

When Ye Tiandong returned to the hotel, Ye Jingsong and Ye Qingbai and his family of four were having a late-night snack at the hotel.

It was too cold outside, so Ye Qingbai bought some barbecue and a dozen beers at a barbecue restaurant and returned to the hotel.

The family of four enjoyed barbecue, beer, and conversation.

"Qingbai, I'm still a little worried. Will your second grandfather and your cousin get into a fight?"

Ye Qingbo took a bite of a meat skewer and said, "Dad, don't worry, they're all so old, how could they possibly fight?"

Ye Jinsong's face was full of worry, "We can't afford to argue like that."

Ye Qingbai, on the other hand, was positive and optimistic. "There's no way we can argue. My second grandfather is in a very good temper now. Haven't you noticed? He really wants to make up with my uncle. As long as he's willing to lower his stance and compromise, there's no point in arguing."

Besides, sometimes you have to say things through arguing.

Only by arguing can they resolve the misunderstandings and barriers between them.

Wang Lan also agreed with Ye Qingbo's words, saying, "Qingbo is right. I also feel that my second uncle's temper has become much gentler. He used to be so serious that I didn't dare to talk to him."

Ye Jingsong sighed, "His temper has improved a lot, but the estrangement between father and son has lasted too long. To this day, the misunderstanding has not been resolved. Tiandong still hates his second uncle. It's impossible for him to forgive him just because his temper has improved. This is not a matter of temperamental discord at all."

As a family member, Ye Jinsong knew the situation of the father and son better than anyone else.

Although Ye Qingbai took Ye Tiandong to his second uncle's place while he was drunk and claimed that the misunderstanding could be resolved if the father and son had a chance to face each other, Ye Jingsong was not so optimistic.

It's secondary that they can't reconcile, after all, they've been at odds for so many years.

The key concern is that he's genuinely afraid they might impulsively clash.

Today is my niece Bai Zhi's big day, and he hopes everyone will be peaceful and harmonious, as that would bring good fortune.

Furthermore, his second uncle was already feeling down because his granddaughter had gotten married, and if Ye Tiandong had another argument with him, things would probably get even worse.

Knowing that old man's personality, he'll just disappear when he gets angry.

They would disappear for a year and a half at a time.

At his age, if something happens to him while he's away, Ye Tiandong will regret it later.