Zhao Zhiyong quickly understood his intentions, and his mind raced, "You're not afraid that Xu He will know that you are doing such a thing?" ”

"Zhuang Mingwei will go to jail for murder, it's just a matter of time."

"She can still be pampered for a while before she drains her value."

"You can't rub sand in your woman's eyes, you should know better than me."

Zhao Zhiyong suddenly smiled: "Pingjin, you are really my son, exactly the same as me." ”

Zhao Pingjin slowly stood up: "Zhao Zhiyong, I am different from you, you don't have much sincerity towards Yan Yan, what you love most is only yourself, and I am different from you, Xu He is also different from Yan Yan." ”

"Is it different? Then we might as well gamble, in Xu He's heart, whether you are more important, or the truth of her father's car accident is more important. ”

Zhao Pingjin's face was cold and indifferent to the extreme, but his eyes were rolled with a treacherous cloud: "Zhao Zhiyong, you are really pitiful, you have not been trusted and loved wholeheartedly, so you won't understand." ”

Zhao Zhiyong smiled even deeper: "Let's talk about the real purpose of your coming here today." ”

"Your most trusted henchman, and also the most capable humerus general in Tongsheng, just yesterday, resigned from all his positions, and went home with Tongsheng's shares and dividends to support his grandson."

Zhao Zhiyong's face slowly changed.

"And your most beloved youngest son Chenglin, I heard that he has not been very good since he was a child, and he has not adapted to the climate of Myanmar until now, he had a malaria a few days ago, and it is said that he has not recovered yet, and I don't know if he can survive until the day when he snatched Tongsheng from my hands......

Zhao Zhiyong sat up suddenly, grabbed Zhao Pingjin's collar: "You did it, right?" ”

His eyes were cracking, his face was hideous, but Zhao Pingjin didn't dodge or dodge, let him move, and even smiled deeper at the corner of his lips: "If I did it, do you think he would be able to leave Kyoto alive that day?" ”

Zhao Zhiyong began to gasp violently, and the hand holding Zhao Pingjin's shirt began to tremble.

Zhao Pingjin slowly broke his hand away, "His mother is short-lived, and it is not surprising that he has a short life." ”

Zhao Zhiyong clenched his teeth, as if looking at a mortal enemy with a deep hatred in the sea of blood, looking at his eldest son.

He said word by word, word by word, word by word: "Why didn't I kill you back then." ”

Zhao Pingjin's eyebrows were calm to the extreme, and he even smiled at Zhao Zhiyong and spread his hands: "It's a pity to say this, I'm sorry, I wasn't killed by you back then, and now I have brought you down." ”

"Zhao Pingjin, you will have retribution, if you treat your father and brother like this, God will not spare you."

"Do you have to be impotent in pinning your hopes on such a thing as retribution?"

Zhao Pingjin lowered his eyes, folded up his sleeves one by one, and then raised his eyes, and looked at Zhao Zhiyong with a slight crazy smile: "Cheng, you go to hell first and wait for me." ”

Zhao Zhiyong watched him walk away, but he could only sit in a wheelchair in vain, patting the handrail again and again.

Zhao Pingjin couldn't hear those dirty curses.

He walked in the rain, and the rain hit the umbrella, and his hair and clothes were once again wet.

His steps became faster and faster, and Zhao Zhiyong's sentence 'Why didn't I kill you back then' kept echoing in his ears like a magic spell.

He got into the car and called Xu He despite the fact that it was late at night.

It took her a while to answer, and her voice sounded full of sleepiness: "Zhao Pingjin? ”

"He'er."

"Well, what's the matter, it's so late, why haven't you come back yet?"

"It's raining outside, it's raining heavily."

"Huh? I don't even know, so are you wet? Where are you now? When will I be back......"

Zhao Pingjin heard the sound of rustling on the phone, followed by the sound of her getting out of bed and walking.

She should have gone to the window to watch the rain outside.

"He'er."

"Well, I'm here."

"I was drenched, my hair and clothes were wet."

"What about Zheng Fan? Is there no one around you? Where are you now? I went to take a hot shower and changed my clothes......"

Her voice sounded a little anxious, Zhao Pingjin leaned on the seat, but the corners of his lips brought a very faint smile: "I'm in the car, I'm going to go home." ”

"Then you wipe your hair first and take off your wet clothes......"

"He'er."

Zhao Pingjin closed his eyes, and his voice was very low and deep: "Say you love me, He'er." ”