On the day we broke up, Mr. Chi was very hungry

Lan Xun heard something was wrong in his voice, as if he was suppressing some emotions, and asked softly: "Ahan, what's wrong with you?"

"Good night, Xunxun..." Chi Yuhan said nothing and hung up.

The inner emotions are very complex.

After years of fighting and fighting in the mall, he finally succeeded!

But today I realize that without his father, he is nothing!

Without the money from my father, how can I start a business without even being able to afford food? No one can start a successful business casually.

Starting a business requires capital.

If you don’t have capital, how can you start a business?

And the first capital he accumulated to start a business that year was all his father's bonus!

At that time, the economy was sanctioned by the old man.

He always thought that he had been abandoned by his father, but he never expected that his father would give him financial relief by giving him bonuses.

So later, when his father slowly lifted the financial restrictions on him, he thought that his efforts were seen by his father, and his father rekindled hope in him...

But in fact, his father, who hated him so much, had been secretly helping him?

Banishing him to Tianrun, a branch far away from the headquarters, to work in sales, in fact, to hone him?

In other words, his father never gave up on him?

No no no...

Chi Yuhan shook his head heavily, his thoughts were so messed up that he couldn't figure it out for a while.

I had just lit a cigarette and had not taken two puffs when my cell phone rang.

The housekeeper of the Chi family said with an anxious and nervous tone, and a hint of worry, "Third Young Master, Master, he..."

Chi Changhe had a stroke! ! !

Not long after Chi Yuhan walked out of the main building of the Chi family, Chi Changhe suddenly fell to the ground——

The Chi family compound was noisy, and the family doctor was racing against time to carry out first aid measures.

Chest compressions, one, two, three...

Before Chi Yuhan's car drove away, he hung up the housekeeper's call, stepped out of the open car door, and walked quickly towards the porch connecting the hall.

Within 4 golden minutes, Chi Changhe slowly woke up and became conscious... Chi Yuhan carried his father into the car...

Carrying his father in the car and going to the hospital was the first time the father and son had close contact since he grew up.

Lian Jiahui leaned on her wheelchair and sat under the porch, looking at the car calmly and calmly.

The car carrying Chi Changhe, who suffered a stroke, sped away——

In my mind, time goes back.

Lian Jiahui vaguely recalled the scene when Chi Changhe married her that year:

He wears a top hat, a robe and a mandarin jacket, with red silk splayed across his chest and a big red flower.

The majestic groom, with tender eyes, held her hand and smiled tenderly, which was intoxicating. She was dressed in a phoenix crown, and her pretty face was as shy as a flower...

She remembered his first yearning: "Jiahui, we want to live a good life, stay together for a lifetime, and be together for a hundred years."

She remembered his first promise, "Jiahui, I like you and you like me. We will be happy until we grow old."

He once said, "I would like to spend my whole life taking care of you, pampering you, and protecting you until you are gray-haired and until the end of the world..."

At that time, Chi Changhe did sincerely like Lian Jiahui.

He once took her to see the first snowfall at the Forbidden City in Beijing and the low and flat coastline of Alaska.

He and she once had a pool of autumn to themselves.

He once traveled to the south of the Yangtze River with her at night holding a candle. The moon in the mountain temple looks for osmanthus seeds, and the county pavilion looks at the tide on the pillow.

They once walked through the auditorium with red carpets and saw the dusk mountain love and wilderness.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the beauty of the changing seasons.

He had shared the clearness of the thin sun and the hazyness of the new moon with her.

He and she had lived together, imagined each other, and stayed with each other every second until they were gray-haired and old, and they would never forget each other. Sharing the same pillow and the same acupuncture point, we will never stop until death.

But later on, he slowly changed his mind.

He said that he had someone else and he was responsible for her.

Later, he took the woman home.

He dotes on her, he protects her, and he makes promises. The person with gray hair until the end of the world is no longer her, but has become her.

They are still a couple, but he has changed his mind.

His love, love and care were given to other women...

After that, there was one more woman and another family among them.

It was such an awkward and ridiculous way to spend the four seasons, but they did reach the age of gray hair and old age.

After Chi Changhe was sent to the hospital, Lian Jiahui went to the study room, picked up the divorce document on the desk, and gently tore it——

She called the hospital and whispered to Chi Changhe, who was covered in tubes and having difficulty breathing, "I tore up the divorce papers. Let's talk about it after you are discharged from the hospital."

Chi Changhe was pale, short of breath, and his tongue was astringent. Many words were stuck in his throat and he could not speak.

Hearing her tore up the divorce papers, his eyelids lifted heavily, a few rays of gray and gradually brightening light leaked out, and his mouth moved, trembling: "Jiahui, I, I'm sorry..."

Panting, he squeezed out a few words to apologize.

He lowered his eyelids, and a turbid teardrop slowly passed through the corner of his eye——

Zuo Meifeng threw herself on his bedside, grabbed his hand, and cried bitterly: "Master, master, you can't leave. What will I do if you leave? Master..."

She cried, turned around and shouted to Chi Yuhan who was standing next to her: "Third Young Master, don't you always hate your father, blame your father? Then he is about to die, are you very happy and satisfied? ?

You finally expected him to die, right?

Third Young Master, although you are the third son of the Chi family, you are the legitimate son of the Chi family, and you are the heir to the Chi family.

Your father has always made a clear distinction! Everything he gives you is in his will. Every clause in his will mentions you, not our mother and son..."

Zuo Meifeng burst into tears and sobbed, "He told me that it belonged to Yu Han, and none of you should touch him.

He told me that shooting you in the chest was the most stupid thing he had ever done in his life.

Although he knew in advance that you were wearing a bulletproof vest, he regretted it. He was filled with remorse and said that if you were not wearing a body armor, he would never be able to forgive himself...

Your father was very strong throughout his life and never showed weakness.

He did something wrong in some places, but everything he did was for the company.

He may have been sorry to many people in his life, but he has never been sorry to the company. "

Chi Yuhan's tall body trembled. Probably because of Zuo Meifeng's words, his father knew that he was wearing a bulletproof vest, so he shot him in the chest?

What if he didn't wear a body armor at the beginning?

When the bullet penetrates his chest and his life will end, is his father's regret meaningful?

Chi Yuhan slightly raised the corners of his lips coldly, his eyes were cold, and he looked at his panting father who had not left yet with an expressionless face.

His eyes were slightly closed, his chest was rising and falling, and he was struggling painfully between death. From time to time, he would open his mouth to breathe and utter unclear syllables.

"Master, what do you want to say..." Zuo Meifeng burst into tears, leaning her ear to his mouth and listening to what he said vaguely and intermittently.

The room was stuffy, and Chi Yuhan was about to leave. As soon as he raised his legs, someone hugged one of his feet from behind——