"I thought that as long as I quit this family affair with Director Zhao, and then find a good family affair for you in the future, you will forget that girl, but who knows that you are so dead-eyed, you have to hang yourself on a tree, infatuated with this, I really don't know who you follow."

Song Dashuai said with some hatred.

"Infatuation will naturally not follow your father's handsomeness, because your father has no affection at all, you only have interests in your eyes, you are a ruthless person, and you will not compromise the means to achieve the goal." Song Yiran roared angrily at Song Dashuai.

"You ......" Song Dashuai pointed at Song Yiran angrily, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in his chest, and he reached out to cover his chest.

"I'd rather not have a father like you, from childhood to adulthood, you have been under the banner of being good for me, and all things are decided for me, but you haven't asked me if I want to, like it or not, I can only forcibly accept everything you have prepared for me."

"In your eyes, as long as it is profitable, you will do it, no matter good or bad, as long as it is not beneficial to you, you will never put it in your eyes, I don't have a father like you, from now on, I will pursue my own happiness."

Song Dashuai held on strongly, looked at Song Yiran and asked, "What do you want to do?" ”

"I'm going to leave you, you're a heartless and unrighteous person, you're an emotionless machine." After Song Yiran finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Poof, a mouthful of blood gushed out of Song Dashuai, and he fell to the ground weakly, his whole body convulsed.

Song Yiran looked back and saw his father who fell to the ground, he thought that his father was just making a show for himself, he had often deceived himself like this before.

He won't be fooled again, and he won't be deceived by his father.

has been deceived by him for six years, and in the past six years, he always thought that there was some misunderstanding between himself and Zhao Yunjin, so Zhao Yunjin has been hiding from himself and not appearing.

It wasn't until Song Yiran, who knew the truth, that he understood why the two people who loved each other so much before were strangers now.

Mrs. Song has always been outside the door, because she knows that the temper of the father and son is very stubborn, and no one will take the initiative to say a soft word to the other party, so she is very uneasy.

When she saw Song Yiran open the door, the stone in her heart fell to the ground.

But when she saw Song Dashuai who fell to the ground, she suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.

"Dashuai." Mrs. Song hurriedly ran in, wanting to pick up Song Dashuai on the ground.

But where she had that strength, she couldn't move him at all.

"Dashuai, don't scare me, you must not have anything to do!" Mrs. Song cried anxiously.

Song Yiran, who was about to leave, heard his mother's cry when he passed by the window.

He paused, thinking that his father had been coughing and spitting out a mouthful of blood just now, so he didn't pretend to fall to the ground.

Song Yiran's legs and feet are a little weak, in front of his parents, he is always like a child, he can be willful and presumptuous, but just now his father fell in front of him, he thought that his father pretended.

He desperately ran back to Song Dashuai's side, looking at his dying father, he was sad, sad, and blamed himself.

Song Dashuai beckoned to him, Song Yiran knelt down in front of Song Dashuai, reached out and held Song Dashuai's hand tightly.

"Father, get up quickly, I know you must be lying to me, you get up!" Song Yiran cried and said.

"In the future, my father can't accompany you, you have to choose how to go, whether you want me to be your father or not, I have been your father all my life, there is no way to change it, but you can be liberated soon, you don't have to forcibly accept everything I have prepared for you, I, I really am for your good, ......"

Before Song Dashuai finished speaking, the hand holding Song Yiran was loosened, and he hung down weakly and fell to the ground.

"Father, father." Song Yiran shouted desperately, but the person in front of him could no longer hear his cry.

"Come on, go get a doctor, go get a doctor." Song Yiran couldn't believe that his father had left him like this.

He only hoped that none of this was true, not true, that when the doctor came, his father would be fine, and he would stand up and talk to him as before, and scold him for being disobedient.

Mrs. Song seemed very calm, she reached out and closed Song Dashuai's eyes, and then gently stroked Song Dashuai's face.

She stood up slowly, but just as she stood up, she suddenly felt a blackness in front of her, and the whole person fell.

"Mother." Song Yiran hurriedly picked up Mrs. Song, and walked towards the bed while shouting for the doctor.

Mrs. Song fainted because of excessive sadness, Song Yiran stayed by Mrs. Song's side, he had just lost his father, and he would never allow his mother to miss again.

In the general's mansion, Zhao Yunjin is arranging flowers with Su Xiang.

All the ornaments in the living room have been renewed, as long as Zhao Yunjin said that he didn't like them, all of them were replaced.

"Madam, the general is really good to you, you see, all the furnishings in this room are arranged according to your preferences, and these furnishings have never changed before this!" Su Xiang said with envy.

Zhao Yunjin pouted and said: "It hasn't changed for so many years, isn't it because the previous lady likes those decorations, so ah, the general is just changing a batch of decorations for a different lady, and it's not really good for me." ”

"Of course not, the general's kindness to his wife, we all see it." Su Xiang hurriedly explained.

After Zhao Yunjin finished pruning the flower branches, he put them on the coffee table in the living room, adding a touch of spring color to the whole living room.

It was at this time that General Shen returned.

He sat casually on the sofa, the sun shone on his face, as if he had a layer of golden light, in the golden sunshine, he looked particularly mature and stable.

"General, you're back, and Madame was still praising you just now!" Su Xiang hurriedly said with a smile.

Zhao Yunjin hurriedly stepped forward and touched Su Xiang with her elbow, signaling her not to talk nonsense.

At this time, Su Xiang handed the tea that had already been brewed to Zhao Yunjin's hand.

Zhao Yunjin looked at the teacup in her hand, she was a little speechless, when did she become a person who served tea and poured water.

But she still handed the tea to the general: "General, please drink tea." ”

Shen Congrong stretched out his hand to take the tea, glanced at Zhao Yunjin, and said with a serious face: "Yuzhou sent an obituary, Song Dashuai passed away." ”

Zhao Yunjin, who heard the news, was stunned for a moment, he hadn't seen Song Dashuai for many years, but he didn't expect that when he heard his news again, it would be such news.