Ling Feng recalled painfully.

Forcing his life is also a kind of fate, and the irresistible blood relationship makes it impossible for him to ignore his father's existence, so although he has never visited him in prison, he will send him money and goods every six months.

But he was anonymous and had no contact information for the return mail.

I didn't know that my father had come out, and I never thought that he would come out, and I never hoped that he would come out.

I am a little selfish, because I don't want to see him at all, let alone recognize him.

He weighed heavily on his heart, and it was already very heavy.

He is now sold by Xiaoque, and he counts the money for her! This dead old man, who has lived so long and been in a prison cell for so many years, has not learned to distinguish between good and bad guys? What a vain life!

"You give Xiaoque the phone first, and let her talk to me." He couldn't call the word "Dad", he was really not used to it.

After a while, there was a loud voice: "Hey?"

"Just say it, what do you want?" Ling Feng didn't want to talk nonsense with her.

"I'm doing this for your own good, if not for me—" The voice was delicate.

"Whatever you want, just say it!" He interrupted her in annoyance.

Xiao Que had a smug smile on her face, no matter how impatient Ling Feng was, she had to make it clear to him.

I really didn't want to hurt him, after all, they used to be lovers, the so-called one-day husband and wife.

She also wanted to say that if his father hadn't fallen into her hands, it wouldn't have been so easy to solve. After all, they still have a relationship......

Ling Feng didn't give her a chance to speak at all: "Is 50 million enough?" This is all my cash deposit, I can give it to you right away, I don't keep any of it, can I always do it? ”

This number stopped Xiaoque.

She is short of money, and now she can't get a contract at all, and the expenses are huge, but she really doesn't want to extort him so much.

She only hoped that he would remember her well, and that the two of them would be able to renew their relationship—of course she knew it couldn't be.

In this life, I have never met a more generous and dedicated man than him.

When he loves himself, he will spend 1 yuan on himself when he earns 1 yuan, and he will spend 10 million yuan on himself when he earns 10 million, unequivocally.

So every penny of his money weighs more than any other man's money.

Even if other men spend 100 million yuan on her, it is not as rich as his 1 yuan, because even if it is only 1 yuan, it is all he has.

Thinking of this, her tears came out of her eyes, why did she have to completely lose it to understand this truth?

"No, even if you lend me this money, I want to start my own company and lack money." She explained.

"You look at it yourself, give the account to Chen Guang, he will definitely be able to give it to you the day after tomorrow. I'll pick up my old man from you after I'm done. Tell him this. After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone and leaned against the head of the bed, as if he was overdrawn.

It was already 12 o'clock.

Wind Spirit, did you sleep? Now I really want to have you with me, and my heart is really tired.

No, don't bother her late at night. It's time for her to rest, how can she put her own weight on her?

He put on his clothes and went out, ran many laps of the track until he was exhausted, and then slowly fell asleep in exhaustion and sadness.

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Ling Feng spent 50 million to seal Xiaoque's mouth and take the old man back.

The old man shrunk back in the back seat, looking at his son from time to time, uneasy.

The son never called out to himself, except for the sentence "Come with me", he never spoke to himself again.

He knew that his son hated him.

He also hated himself for wanting to come to him even though he knew so.

In fact, he really wanted to tell his son that he was not here to trouble him, he really just wanted to look at him, as long as he looked at him, he would die without regrets.