The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Sheng Yize stared at him in disbelief.

He would never have guessed that he would hear such words from the father he revered.

Hearing the sound of the rushing water, he turned his head rigidly, but Songsong was long gone.

"Songsong…" Sheng Yize said that name repeatedly, as if he was under a spell. He struggled to break free of the grip of the men in black.

Sheng Qingyi darted a look in his direction and one of the men hit Sheng Yize on the back of his neck with the side of his palm. Everything went dark and Sheng Yize fell to the ground.

-

When Sheng Yize woke up again, he was back in the Sheng family home in Yu City.

The door to his bedroom was locked and the windows were barred. He tried everything, but he just couldn't get out.

Banging on the door like a crazy person, he wanted more than anything for Sheng Qingyi to let him out.

He just wanted to save Songsong. She was so dumb… so clumsy… what would she do without him?

If she had to die, he wanted to die with her! Why did he escape death, but she had to die saving him and lie at the bottom of that cold river?

No one answered.

In the end, Sheng Yize shut himself up in his own world again and stopped talking once more.

Sheng Qingyi only let him out over a year later.

When the time came, Sheng Yize no longer knew how to smile.

He acted very aloof and handled things much more maturely than other children of his age.

Sheng Qingyi was very satisfied with how his son had turned out. He then sent Sheng Yize to an elite school overseas to receive the best education.

However, those turned out to be Sheng Yize's most defiant years. Together with Qi Yanxi, they managed to bring out the worst in each other and did all the wicked things there were to do.

He acted out on Chinese New Year.

Everyone was radiant with joy during the New Year's Eve banquet when Sheng Yize suddenly picked up a chair and smashed it down on Sheng Qingyi's head!

He was merciless.

Sheng Qingyi screamed in pain and all hell broke loose. Standing at the back of the crowd, Sheng Yize smiled in a taunting manner.

It didn't surprise anyone that he ended up being locked up by Sheng Qingyi again.

However, none of that mattered to Sheng Yize anymore.

"You better hope I won't live to see the day I grow up," said Sheng Yize to Sheng Qingyi that day. "Because I don't have any weak spots anymore."

He was dead inside, completely disappointed by this world.

Sheng Qingyi's heart raced a little, but he didn't think much of it in the end.

He was nothing but a teenager. How could he possibly fight an old fox like his father?

-

Sheng Qingyi regretted everything. If he hadn't done those things to Sheng Yize, would Sheng Yize treat him differently now?

Unfortunately, the milk had long been spilled.

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Sheng Yize arrived home to find his little wife waiting by the door. She fetched him his slippers as soon as he walked in.

"Are you alright?" An Xiaxia looked panic-stricken.

Sheng Yize was suddenly in the mood to tease her. "What if I said I'm not?"

An Xiaxia's mouth dropped open. "D- did you kill him?"

"Well." Sheng Yize neither admitted nor denied it.

An Xiaxia's face drained of all color and she began to pace up and down the room.

"What now? What should I do now? You, you… g- gosh! Sheng Yize, how could you be so impulsive?!"

Sheng Yize was amused to see her this way. "All you need to do is take me to the police."

"No! I'm not doing that!" An Xiaxia bit her lip. "How about you go away now? I'll pack your suitcase for you… Wait. Forget the luggage! Come, let's go hide at Shanshan's place…"

Sheng Yize smiled even more broadly. "Legally speaking, you're harboring a criminal now. If I get convicted, you'll be considered an accomplice at the very least."