Su Zhinian's heart thumped heavily, and he subconsciously turned his head towards the stairs.

Su Zhinian, who had not paid attention to the movement in the house, held his mobile phone and was silent for a moment, as if he had noticed something, and suddenly took a step and rushed towards the stairs.

Su Zhinian stepped on the stairs, and as soon as he turned the corner, he saw Song Qingchun sitting in the corridor on the second floor.

The girl's fair face was soaked with tears, her eyes were sloppy, her lips were pale, and her fragile appearance seemed to have been hit hard......

Su Zhinian's pace slowly stopped.

The mobile phone he was holding in his hand had not yet hung up, and the airline's customer service was urging: "Hello, sir, are you still there?" Sir, do you want to book your ticket? Mr? Mr? ”

Su Zhinian pulled back some of his senses slightly, dropped the mobile phone that was still stiffly held in his ear, didn't look at the screen, and hung up directly.

In the entire villa, there was an eerie silence for a moment, and there was no movement except for Song Qingchun's small sobs.

Time ticked by, the sun was setting outside the window, the night was gradually coming, and when the lights of all the homes were lit up, Su Zhinian walked towards Song Qingchun upstairs with very stiff steps.

Nine steps, but Su Zhinian walked for a long time of five minutes.

He stood in front of Song Qingchun, staring condescendingly at her who was still crying for a long time before slowly squatting down.

Did she hear it all? She must have heard it all, otherwise how could she cry like this? The nightmare that he had been trying to cover up all these years, and he would rather hate him than let her know, finally let her know......

An indescribable panic swept through Su Zhinian's whole body so suddenly, his eyes rolled in a panic for a while, before he swallowed a mouthful of saliva vigorously, moved his lips slightly, and opened his voice hoarse and dry: "Youth ......"

He just called her name and didn't know how to continue.

Hearing his voice, she cried even harder, he hesitated for a long time, raised his fingertips, and gently touched the tears on her face.

He tried to wipe her tears, but his touch made her body tremble violently, and then she looked up at him.

She stared at him with fear, helplessness, shock, despair, and absurdity...... In the end, the dark and moist eyes were covered by a ray of hopeful light, as if she had grasped some life-saving straw, she suddenly raised her hand tightly, grabbed his arm, tilted her head, and asked, "Su Zhinian, what I heard just now is a lie, right?" ”

Su Zhinian's fingertips paused so stiffly, he looked at her little face full of anticipation, and felt as if his heart had been stabbed fiercely, and the pain was howling wantonly.

"Su Zhinian, you were telling your mother a joke just now, right?" Song Qingchun was like a wounded little beast, with a helpless light flashing under his dark eyes.

Su Zhinian hurriedly turned his head, a little unbearable to look her in the eyes.

"Su Zhinian, you're not my father's son, are you?"

"Su Zhinian?"

"Su Zhinian......?"

"Su Zhinian, are you really my father's son?"

PS: For the sake of me updating so early today, let's vote for the next month~!