Love You Till the End Chapter 7 As long as you’re fine, it’s fine.

"Shen Cheng, you..."

Every word from Xia An'an was immediately swallowed back by Shen Cheng.

Her normally delicate face flushed and paled, and a cascade of dark lines quickly appeared across her forehead.

Boom——

The car accelerated rapidly, as if seeking an escape, desperately wanting to vanish from sight.

With a slight drop of her smiling gaze, Shen Cheng looked at her still damp attire and let out a long sigh.

Despite her vexation with Shen Zhongming, she still made a trip to the convenience store to pick up some peanuts.

From the instant Shen Cheng slammed the door and departed, Shen Zhongming maintained a keen ear.

After ten minutes elapsed, he finally detected a sound from outside.

Without any hesitation, he rose and proceeded to open the door.

Precisely as he anticipated, Shen Cheng was there, eyes shut, arms folded, leaning against the wall.

Observing her posture, Shen Zhongming was momentarily taken aback...

He understood that had he not opened the door at that very moment, this young woman would have remained outside for countless hours more.

Shen Cheng then opened her eyes, casting a subtle glance at Shen Zhongming.

"Girl." Shen Zhongming offered a placating smile, "Why the swift return?"

"Take your peanuts and be gone!" Shen Cheng curtly tossed the items and entered with a determined stride.

"Girl, what vexes you so? Come, share a drink with your father..." Shen Zhongming closed the door behind him and followed, carrying the peanuts.

Ignoring him, Shen Cheng retrieved a glass from the kitchen and poured a generous measure of potent liquor.

Witnessing this, Shen Zhongming cautioned, "Girl, proceed with moderation!"

Shen Cheng merely rolled her eyes in his direction, responding, "Attend to your own affairs."

Shen Zhongming transferred the peanuts to a dish, placing it before her. "This liquor is quite strong; have some peanuts to line your stomach, won't you?"

Shen Cheng gazed at Shen Zhongming, her eyes fixed upon him intently.

Each instance she witnessed her father in such a state inflicted a profound ache upon her heart, a truly deep, pervasive sorrow.

Without uttering a word, she raised the glass and downed its contents in a single, swift motion.

The potent spirit seared as it descended, igniting a fiery sensation within her stomach.

Still remaining silent, she continued to pour and drink, several glasses of the strong alcohol finding their way down, a haze of emotion gradually clouding her vision.

Seeing her condition, Shen Zhongming quickly reached out and took the bottle from her. "Girl, that is sufficient."

Shen Cheng shot him a furious look, her voice rising in a roar: "Why must you meddle in my affairs when you can barely manage your own!"

Shen Zhongming's eyes immediately welled up. He lowered his head, appearing contrite, and confessed, "It is all my fault, Daughter. Your father is utterly incompetent! Unable to protect your mother, nor your brother..."

Shen Cheng looked at him, forcing a smile. As tears welled, they traced paths down the corners of her eyes.

Shen Zhongming stepped forward, knelt before her, and took her hand.

It was in that very moment Shen Zhongming noticed the numerous calluses that had formed on his twenty-year-old daughter's palm.

An overwhelming pain surged through his heart.

"Girl, Father will change. I will rectify everything!"

"Girl, won't you place your trust in your father just this once..."

As he spoke these words, Shen Cheng finally succumbed to her emotions, her body wracked with sobs.

After a long, protracted silence, she wiped the tears from her eyes. Facing his vacant stare, she cried out: "You incorrigible gambler! I desire no fundamental changes from you! I only wish for your well-being!"

Shen Cheng's pronouncement caused Shen Zhongming's body to tremble noticeably, his gaze growing distant.

In that instant... he found himself utterly speechless.

Shen Cheng drew a deep breath, her emotional state restored within mere seconds.

It had to be acknowledged, her capacity for emotional recovery was remarkably potent.

It was as if the person who had been weeping moments before was an entirely different individual!

In truth, how could Shen Zhongming be unaware that his daughter, despite her sharp retorts, possessed a heart of profound gentleness?

Rising to her feet, Shen Cheng cast a glance at him and declared, "I am going out for a stroll."

Leaving those words hanging in the air, she departed through the door once more.