Tong Zhiyuan didn't know what to say, the anesthetic on the wound passed, and the pain made half of his body almost unconscious. He raised his hand laboriously, took the photo, and said in a trembling voice: "Changjun, come to Dad..."
Su Kui did not move, she held her hands slightly, her clear eyes fixed on Tong Zhiyuan's body.
For a long time, she shook her head.
"I don't have a father. I came here this time because of my mother's intention. Mr. Tong, since you are not in a serious condition, I will leave first. I wish you a speedy recovery!"
She has not forgotten how, in her previous life, Gu Changjun was lonely and helpless in Tong's house and was designed by Tong Yuyao. But if Tong Zhiyuan can put a little effort into picking her back, Gu Changjun won't end up so miserably.
After all, to take her back is nothing more than to feel sorry for her in the bottom of my heart, and that sense of guilt is at work.
Why should she pity this scumbag who has harmed two women and choose to forgive him and let him heal the guilt in her heart? Just because it's a little pitiful
No, Tong Zhiyuan doesn’t need any pity. Although he had twists and turns in his life, he was born in a wealthy family. He has never suffered. In his old age, there are smooth winds and high altitudes. There are more people in the world who are sad than him. What qualifications does he have for peace of mind? , And ask for forgiveness from a woman who has been killed by him for a lifetime
"Changjun!" Tong Zhiyuan stretched out his hand laboriously, his pale lips were dry, "I am your father, don't you want to live with your father? And, listening to your mother, you have inherited my heart disease, listen to my father's words , You are still young now, and you have a long way to go in the future. Don't breathe, go back with your father, and father will help you find a donor, okay?"
He really thought so. A daughter who had never given her father's love to her had a hard life in a place she didn't know. Thinking of Gu's mother, who had deviated from the path of his life because of him, he felt guilty every night and had trouble sleeping and eating. Now Gu's mother actively asks him to help his daughter find a suitable heart, and he will do it no matter what.
Only in this way can he be less guilty.
So, people, really can't do bad things.
Hearing this, Su Kui sneered, looked out the window with clear eyes, and slowly said: "Dad? Sneez—I've already passed the age when I need father’s love. I used to envy those classmates who had dad picking up and going to school. I even dreamt about what my father looks like, whether he will be tall and handsome, and now I see it, but I'm just sorry—"
She turned her eyes to Tong Zhiyuan and murmured: "I don't feel any expectation at all, I just feel bored!"
"That's how you talked to Dad?!" Tong Zhiyuan was blushing with her ruthless words, and his neck was thick. He stared, but what he said was like a gossip.
Su Kui looked down, rubbed his fingertips, and said faintly: "I don't have a father, I have never had one in my life! Mr. Tong, maybe I do have such a relationship with you, but I am not interested in your wealth. I don't care about your influence, you just need to control your only girl, Yuyao, and stop harassing me, and my boyfriend, I will be very satisfied!"
After she said something to herself, she opened the door and looked back casually, "Then, goodbye—"
"Changjun!!"
With a shout of desperation and being shut behind the door, Su Kui walked out, his body softened, and he let out a long suffocating breath.