Sir, don't be too bad

"En." Xia Yiwan had just finished answering when the door of the office was pushed open.

"Wanwan, haven't you coaxed my brother well yet?" Si Nuanqian, who had braids all over her hair, pushed Gu Chen in.

Xia Yiwan looked over in astonishment: "Didn't it mean that he can't run around anymore?"

Gu Chen smiled weakly: "I'm fine."

"How can it be all right?" Xia Yiwan glared at Si Nuanqian: "Hurry up and take him back, stop messing around."

"I'm the one who wants to come." Gu Chen looked at Xia Yiwan: "Brother went to see me yesterday, I want to strike while the iron is hot. If I recover from illness, he probably will ignore me again."

There seems to be some truth in what he said.

However, if the three of them came together, wouldn't Simo be able to do it again because of...

Just as he was thinking, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and then the door of the office was pushed open, and Simo strode in.

Simo walked in with big strides, and when his handsome eyes swept over the three people in the office, his face was suddenly clouded.

Xia Yiwan saw that his expression was wrong, and hurriedly greeted him: "Have you finished the meeting?"

"Get out!" Si Mo looked at Gu Chen coldly.

"Brother!" Si Nuanqian stamped her feet.

Si Mo directly reached out and pressed the phone: "Call the security department up immediately."

"Si Mo, can you calm down?" Xia Yiwan hurriedly hugged his arm.

"Brother." Gu Chen called out tremblingly, and rolled his wheelchair to Simo.

"Brother, thank you for coming to see me yesterday, you don't even know how many times I dreamed about yesterday's scene." Gu Chen smiled, but his eyes were misty.

Simo turned around, picked up the phone, and shouted angrily, "Is the person from the security department dead..."

"Crack!" The phone was cut off by Xia Yiwan.

"You..." Si Mo looked at Xia Yiwan angrily.

"Don't be angry, just listen to him, okay?"

Just as Si Mo was about to speak, Gu Chen took a step ahead.

"Brother, do you know? In fact, I have always hated Aunt Qing in my heart, why did she save me, why did she save me, I don't want to live at all!"

"You bastard!" Si Mo turned around and swung his fist.

"Brother!" Si Nuanqian screamed in fright.

Simo's fist stopped a centimeter away from Gu Chen's face.

"Si Mo, calm down!" Xia Yiwan hugged his arm tightly and shouted.

"Am I an asshole?" Gu Chen clutched his chest, looking painful.

"Yes, I'm a bastard. Aunt Qing saved me with her own life, and I still resent her. What else can I be if I'm not a bastard?"

Si Mo stared at Gu Chen angrily, his nose fluttering, trying to control his anger.

"But do you think I want to do this? Do you think I want to live?" Gu Chen yelled suddenly as he spoke, and he moved the wheelchair backwards.

"No! I don't want to live in this world at all! I don't want to be an illegitimate child at all, and I don't even want to be a murderer who killed my own family!"

"It's painful for you to lose your mother, but isn't she my mother?" Gu Chen looked excited, but his complexion became paler, and the wheelchair moved closer to the French window.

"Brother Ah Chen..." There were tears in Si Nuanqian's eyes.

"Aunt Qing saved me because she wanted me to live a good life, but she didn't know that my life would be worse than death!"

Gu Chen said as tears flowed down his cheeks: "I have had nightmares for more than ten years, and I think about it every day, what should I do to make you forgive me, what I live is not me at all!"