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Song Yuhan found another chair and sat down, slowly raising one leg.

"So Mr. Song...you called me here. What do you want to say?"

The first time I saw Song Zhenghe, I was a little surprised.

Song Zhenghe had actually become exhausted.

The eye sockets were sunken, the fundus of the eyes were cloudy, the cheekbones were high, and there was a sickly flush. The hospital gown was crumpled, and there really was only a handful of skinny bones left. Even the air in the ward was mixed with the smell of decadence.

It was only a short period of time, but it turned out that the false report had such a huge impact.

Song Yuhan didn't sympathize with him at all.

To put it bluntly, he is asking for trouble.

"Mr. Song...you are very polite."

Song Zhenghe grinned crookedly.

Song Yuhan lowered his eyelashes slightly and said indifferently, "Isn't this your long-cherished wish come true? It proves that I am not your son, don't you feel good?"

"Yes, you are really not my son...I am not wrong, I am right. That's why I can't raise you like a white-eyed wolf..."

Song Zhenghe's hands clenched the quilt covering him tightly, and the blood vessels on the back of his hands bulged high.

"In that case, what else do you and I have to say?"

Song Yuhan thought it was ridiculous.

Song Zhenghe never doubted the authenticity of that report.

"I have nothing to say to you, but...but I can't let you disgrace my old face!"

Song Zhenghe stared at him intently. Song Yuhan was so outstanding. He had been a role model in the eyes of others since he was a child, and he was a good boy who was envied and praised by countless people.

Only he himself understands how heartbreaking it is every time he hears others whisper, "This kid is nothing like Song Zhenghe."

He wore a green hat on his head and had to force a smile to pretend not to be confused. /

Because once the truth is revealed, it will only be ridiculed even more.

"I can't control it after you die. You can do whatever you want, but I can't let this matter get out while I'm still alive!"

After Song Zhenghe said these passionate words, he leaned back on the pillow, out of breath and relieved.

Qin Taoyao had never seen such an unreasonable father before, and she frowned tightly, "What do you mean?"

"Song Qiankun! Come in!"

Song Zhenghe didn't answer, but called Song Qiankun in, "Do you still have that report?"

"Take it, take it."

Song Qiankun hurriedly took out the report paper from his pocket.

"It's burned, it's almost burned. From now on, just pretend this report doesn't exist."

Now Song Qiankun and Qin Taoyao were stunned.

Song Yuhan's expression was still calm.

He knew Song Zhenghe very well, and for him, face was the most important thing.

"Brother, why did you... burn it? The evidence is conclusive, what are you afraid of..."

Song Zhenghe suddenly became excited again, "What evidence?! There is no evidence! No one is allowed to talk about paternity testing anymore!"

Song Qiankun was stunned, "Brother, what on earth is going on..."

"Burn it! Burn it immediately!" Song Zhenghe said as he was about to lift the quilt and get out of bed, "If you don't burn it, I will burn it myself!"

Song Qiankun quickly went to help him, "Brother, what are you doing! Lawyer Jing is waiting outside too!"

"Song Yuhan, what good things have you done again!"

Song Qiankun was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

Qin Taoyao curled her lips, it was really a farce, "It's better to ask what good things you have done first."

"Didn't you say that Lawyer Jing is here? Please invite Lawyer Jing to come in. Mr. Song should have something to say to him."

Song Yuhan turned the ring on his hand and reminded him coldly.

Song Qiankun angrily dragged Lawyer Jing in, "Say something quickly! Song Yuhan is not a member of the Song family, is he still qualified to inherit?"

"Logically speaking, children who are not children have no inheritance rights." Lawyer Jing adjusted his glasses, "However, when inheriting property, we must also consider the opinions of the holder."

In other words, it is Song Zhenghe who decides who to give it to, as long as he is willing.

Lawyer Jing asked: "Mr. Song, do you have anything to modify about this will?"

Song Zhenghe closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then breathed again, word by word came out from between his teeth, "No... there is nothing to modify! No, I want to complete the property inheritance now!"

Now Song Qiankun was dumbfounded.

"Brother...?"

Lawyer Jing was much calmer, "Okay, Mr. Song, I will follow your instructions."

"No! No! How can this be done!"

Song Qiankun was so anxious that he wanted to put the report on Song Zhenghe's eyes, "Brother! He is not your child! Si Gui has cuckolded you a long time ago! How can you persist in your stubbornness!"

Why didn't he understand...Song Zhenghe would only get angrier when he said this.

"you shut up!!"

Following Song Zhenghe's scolding, Song Yuhan also stood up and punched Song Qiankun mercilessly.

The muffled sound of skin and flesh colliding was clearly audible.

"If I hear you being disrespectful to my mother again, it won't be that simple next time."

Song Yuhan looked down from a high position, turned to Lawyer Jing and said, "Sorry to trouble you, go ahead and do it."

Lawyer Jing nodded and immediately fled from this dire scene.

"I still have requests."

Song Zhenghe neither looked at Song Yuhan nor Song Qiankun on the ground, "Most of the things in the Song family have been handed over to you now, but your mother's ashes are still in my hands... so you still have to be mine. My son is still of the Song family’s blood.”

"On the day you die, you will give me your mother's ashes, right?"

"……Yes."

Song Yuhan sneered slightly, with a hint, "Then don't worry, at least I won't kill you in advance."

"You still have to move back to the Song family's old house."

Song Zhenghe continued, "I will move to the top floor to recuperate. Normally you won't be able to see me."

A life bound by face has turned from ridiculous to absurd.

"It's best for her to give birth to a son from the Song family as soon as possible. She must have a son named Song."

Song Zhenghe turned the momentum to Qin Taoyao.

What else can be done? He can no longer have children. If he doesn't accept all this, is it possible that the Song family's incense will be cut off right here?

"It's not your turn to deal with her and me."

Song Yuhan defended Qin Taoyao without hesitation.

Qin Taoyao secretly pulled Song Yuhan's hand and said, "Mr. Song, you should pay attention to your self-cultivation. We will make our own plans."

Song Zhenghe was completely speechless now. He relaxed and said vaguely: "Qiankun, please go and inform them."

"The matter has been decided. They will take whatever they deserve. From now on, the Song family will not be under my control."

"Brother! You can't..."

Song Qiankun was so shocked that he choked up.

How could it become like this? !

Did Song Yuhan get the advantage in the end? !