"What's wrong? Is that unbearable? He Binghe smiled wickedly, at this moment, he actually tasted the meaning of satisfaction in his heart.

In the past, even if his calculated Lu Zichen's father committed suicide in despair, he never felt so happy, and what made him feel the most happy was to watch Lu Zichen in pain.

He wished that Lu Zichen's life was better than death, and he wanted this man to pay the price and pay for the wrong things done by his previous generation and He Binghe's own father.

But at the same time, He Binghe also felt that his heart was throbbing for a while, and he pressed his chest, only to feel his heart beating like thunder under the palm of his hand.

Yes, these things originally didn't have much to do with Lu Zichen.

Obviously, his father didn't know how to check, and forced Lu Zichen's mother to have the existence of Lu Zichen.

It was also his own father who asked Lu Zichen to do such an unsightly business with him.

He Binghe can't blame anyone in this matter, he can only blame his father for being too shameless, and even his benefactor's wife can be defiled.

But now, these two fathers have passed away, and He Binghe doesn't know who to hate, so he can only hate Lu Zichen.

He gritted his teeth and continued what was next.

"But you know what? Your father didn't commit suicide, he was killed by your own hands. ”

Lu Zichen raised his head in surprise, "What does it mean that his father did not commit suicide, but Lu Zichen killed him himself?" What does He Binghe mean by this contradictory statement?

But in an instant, Lu Zichen suddenly understood something.

He retreated in disbelief, shaking his head while fiercely responding to He Binghe's words.

"You're a liar! How can it be? You're lying, aren't you? You must be lying to me! ”

He Binghe closed his eyes in pain, frowning bitterly, he also felt powerless for the first time, so he pressed his aching temples uncomfortably.

"Lu Zichen, I told you, I won't lie."

A desperate expression gradually appeared on Lu Zichen's face, if his father in prison committed suicide, but in fact his father was killed by him himself, wouldn't that mean that He Jianghai was his real blood father?

If a heavenly thunderbolt struck Lu Zichen at this time, it would not be even more terrifying.

He couldn't imagine that the person who had cut his throat alive with a razor, and the blood of the major arteries gushing out and pouring into his throat and into the lungs, and choking to death by his own blood was actually his own father.

Lu Zichen wailed, "You lied to me!" ”

He Binghe just glanced at him coldly, but his own heart was also so painful that it was really worth it to use his father's privacy to pay for the hatred in his heart?

He Binghe's incomparably obsessed things suddenly became extremely pale and powerless the moment he blurted out.

He began to ask himself, are some things really that important?

If it's not important, why can't I let it go, and I always feel like I have a pimple in my heart?

If it was important, why didn't he feel any relief when things really blurted out.

Maybe what Qin Yumo said is right, many things are often not wrong with one person, but when there are more and more people who make mistakes, they don't know who to hate if they want to hate.

He Binghe hates his father, but they are always connected by blood, whether they are alive or dead, that layer of blood will never be weak.

He also hated Lu Zichen, but he knew that it was his father's mistake, and it was his father who brought his other biological son to the point of no return.

Now, who should he hate?

He Binghe coughed suddenly, and then he felt a strong rust smell in his throat.

It turns out that people are sad to the extreme, and when their hearts hurt to the extreme, they really vomit blood.

He Binghe licked his dry lips and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, suppressing the smell of blood in his throat.

"So Lu Zichen, is everything you do really meaningful?"

He ruined his future because of a nominal father, and his biological father ruined the rest of his life.

Who is to blame for all this?

Is it to blame the insatiable He Jianghai, or the cowardly Lu Zichen's mother, or the fool who has a green head on his head, but regards He Jianghai as his own brother.

It turns out that many things are like sand on the beach, and those sand are scattered in the horoscope, and it has long been impossible to sort out.

"Impossible...... That's impossible! Lu Zichen hugged his head and cried, and his wailing voice alarmed Su Anna upstairs.

Suanna was shocked, and she ran to the door and gently pushed it open.

I saw a strange man looking at Lu Zichen condescendingly and indifferently, and her always high-spirited fiancé was kneeling on the ground with his head in his hands at the moment, crying bitterly.

Su Anna subconsciously wanted to rush downstairs to help him, but another voice kept shouting in her heart, telling her not to go out, maybe she could get something from this strange man that she didn't know.

At this time, He Binghe downstairs had already sensitively noticed the sound of the door opening upstairs, and he raised his eyes and happened to look at Su Anna.

Su Anna's heart jumped, she hurriedly shrank back, and just wanted to close the door, but found that He Binghe downstairs had been staring in her direction.

It seems that she can't hide, Su Anna sighed, she pushed open the door and walked out, standing by her door and looking at He Binghe downstairs.

"Who are you, sir?"

During these days, there were always people who came into the room to stimulate Lu Zichen, starting with Gu Nanzhe and ending with this unfamiliar face in front of him.

In the past, Su Anna would definitely not hesitate to defend Lu Zichen, but because of the last time Gu Nanzhen and Lin Xiao'er, Su Anna also had a pimple in her heart, and she didn't dare to believe it easily.

I saw He Binghe slowly curling the corners of his lips and smiling at Su Anna, "It seems that you are Mr. Lu's legendary fiancée, right?" ”

Su Anna frowned slightly, it seemed that this man was Lu Zichen's acquaintance.

Lu Zichen was so sad that he couldn't hear what the two of them were talking about.

If he could hear it, he would have stepped forward to stop it, but unfortunately he didn't.

"It's normal that you don't recognize me." He Binghe politely said to Su Anna, "I am a friend of Lu Zichen, but you also look like an old friend of ours. ”

Old friend......

Su Anna listened to He Binghe's words and suddenly fell into deep thought.

Much like one of their old friends, he was referring to He Binghe, but what about the other one?