Song Xijun glared at Gao Moyun fiercely. Then he tapped his hand on the keyboard, but his eyes were still fixed on him, as if he wanted to make a few holes in his face.

And the old mansion has been even more unquiet lately. Even at this moment, it has reached the point of being intense.

Wang Zheng had been gone all night, but he hadn't even made a phone call. And the old man's friends abroad finally found out the situation of the old man of the Feng family, who is Feng Jiajia's grandfather and Feng Qizhang's father.

At this moment, the old man was sitting at the desk, holding the photo he received with trembling hands, and the old man was in tears!

The photo is a long shot, but the old man still immediately recognized the photo as his boyhood friend - Feng Dezhao. But at the moment his old friend was sitting in a wheelchair, looking stupid and dripping. Even in the summer, he wore a hat woven with wool and a quilt on his legs. Only his exposed cheeks and hands showed that he was very thin, shriveled, and covered with age spots.

He recognized him, but couldn't believe it was him. What a high-spirited, handsome and upright man he was back then. Who would have thought that we would end up in such a situation now.

And it is said that he has been like this for several years. But the news has been blocked from the outside world.

If it weren't for Gao Moyun's appearance this time, he would have tried all his best to find out who and what he had done before, and he didn't know that his old friend had ......

The old man looked sad.

Feng Dezhao, Yu Chengzhi, and him, the three of them can be said to have grown up together since childhood. They supported each other along the way, cared for each other, and worked together in the rain of bullets and bullets to get through the most difficult and difficult period.

He never thought that the incident between him and Ai Yuan would become a *** that changed everything. Although Yu Chengzhi did not leave him, he also looked detached. But even so, when the danger came, he stood in front of him without hesitation, and died in order to protect him, which became the eternal pain of his life.

How many times he dreamed back in the middle of the night, he experienced that assassination over and over again. There is also the pain of his loved ones leaving in his arms.

And Feng Dezhao disappeared without a trace on the day Yu Chengzhi was cremated. Years later, he wanted to gain a foothold abroad, and when he went abroad to be in distress, his old friend stepped forward again!

He thought that everyone had grown old in the past few years, and he had put a lot of thoughts in his heart. But who would have thought that it was because he had lost the ability to live!

It's all because of him, his selfishness has made his relatives and lovers lose what should have been a happy life. The old man burst into tears! Guilt, self-blame, remorse!

Qidong, what is the use of this Qidong if he wants it? He is left alone, what is the use of this Qidong if he wants it.

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At the door of the old man's study, Coco Li lingered for a long time.

The old man received a phone call early in the morning, and then went into the study with a sad face. It's been three hours, and I haven't even eaten breakfast. The old man is old, how can he stand it.

And at this time, the old man is like this, is it Qingshui——?

No, no, if Qingshui has already had something, Wang Qi will come back. I hope she's okay, I hope she's-

Coco Li found that she was now anxious to the point of being upside down. Obviously, she was worried about the old man, but she turned to Qingshui again.

But what should I do now? Wang Qi didn't come back, and Song Xijun couldn't be disturbed. Who else could she go to?

"You dare to stop me, what is your identity? I haven't come for a few days, and you have forgotten my identity?" came an unreasonable voice. Coco Li was all too familiar with this voice. At this time, no matter what she Mrs. Song wants to do, there will be no good things after all!

Coco Li was still thinking nonsense, and Mrs. Song had already entered the hall. He was followed by an embarrassed steward. After all, if her identity is quite unreasonable, the people below will really have nothing to do with her.

"Mrs. Song, the old man is not in good health and is resting!"

Coco Li greeted her, the old man's current state, how could he have the heart to deal with her.

"Song Xijun is really a good method, he actually got you to the old man's side! You are really far-sighted, you seem to be honest, and your methods are really vicious. quietly gave birth to Wang Qi's son, and hid it under his nose for so many years, I really underestimated you. ”

Mrs. Song simply hated a little secretary like Coco Li for crawling/getting in bed. For so many years, she didn't know how many women she had suppressed who wanted to seduce Song Zhenyuan, especially the little secretary! It can be said that in her heart, she didn't look down on her at all.

Coco Li was so angry that she couldn't speak. She didn't know that Wang Qi was the person she was back then for so many years. But now, she can almost be said to be under house arrest here, without freedom, and not yet able to see her son. And endure her cynicism. How aggrieved she was.

If it weren't for Wang Qi explaining to her at the beginning that this is an extraordinary period, it would never have been like this. And from the time he found her, how could she not see his heart for her, and she was also for her son to have a complete family. Otherwise, how could she have stayed and been humiliated?

Coco Li's distraction, Mrs. Song only blamed her on her self-knowledge, and she walked past her with disdain, holding her head high, and she didn't even want to give her a cold snort.

"Dad, it's me, are you inside?" Mrs. Song knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no response, she gritted her teeth and pushed the door directly. "Dad, I'm in!"

It was dark in the old man's room, the curtains were drawn, and the lights had not yet been turned on. The old man sat with his back to the desk and the door, facing the curtains.

"Dad, why don't you turn on the lights?"

"What's the matter?" the old man's voice had regained its original calm.

"Dad, I heard that the unreliable woman Song Xijun was looking for has disappeared again. Today, someone went to Song's, supposedly to talk about the acquisition. She's a disaster, Dad, you can't let Xijun go on like this anymore. ”

"You're well-informed. You know what I don't know yet? Where did you get the news? Which one passed it on to you? Besides, the Song family is Xijun's own enterprise, how is he willing to take care of it, and you can take care of it? You better take good care of your son!"

"Dad, Xijun also has Qidong's shares in his hands, if he is also ruined! Song Xijun is your grandson, and so do we love the people, how can you favor one over the other!"

"That's enough, Li Mengluo! Do you really think I don't know how Song Aimin came here? And your history, do you really think I don't know anything about it? You'd better stay honest and don't be shameless in the end. Neither the Song family nor Qidong has your part in pointing fingers. ”

The old man has not exposed this matter for so many years, and it is mainly for her to save face for Song Aimin. But this Song Aimin is as angry as her mother, and she can't get on the stage.