Mr. He, please respect yourself

"Chu Mo."

He Chumo turned around to look, and it was Song Suian.

"I made a mistake, I should call 'Mr. He' now." Song Suian smiled.

He Chumo: "It's just a title, Mr. Song can call you whatever you want."

Song Suian hummed lightly, and then said, "Please trouble Mr. He to come here."

The two walked to the smoking area near the window. Song Suian took out a new pack of cigarettes, tore open the pack, and handed one to He Chumo, "Can you smoke?"

"Yes." He Chumo took it, "It's just that I haven't smoked for a long time."

"Me too." Song Suian smiled, helped He Chumo light the fire, then lit the cigarette in his hand, took a deep breath, but unexpectedly choked.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Slow down." He Chumo poured Song Suian a glass of water.

"Cough cough cough..." Song Suian finally recovered his breath, thanked him, and took a sip.

The mouth is full of the taste of nicotine, and the water I drink is bitter.

After being choked, Song Suian still didn't extinguish the cigarette in his hand, and didn't smoke. He just held it and watched the faint flame burn quietly.

"Just to make you laugh, I haven't smoked for a long time." Song Suian said, looking at the direction where Song Zicheng was standing, "Almost 20 years."

Song Suian smiled to himself, "It was also in this hospital. At that time, I couldn't stay in front of the delivery room, so I went to the garden outside. I smoked half a pack at once. The head nurse scolded me because of the smell of cigarettes all over my body." After a while, I didn’t dare to smoke anymore.”

He Chumo listened and asked, "When Miss Song was born?"

"No." Song Suian pressed the cigarette into the water, and when the flame went out, he let out a 'beep', "It's Zicheng."

He Chumo's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help looking at Song Zicheng.

"His mother gave birth prematurely and had an accident in the delivery room. The doctor issued a dangerous statement." Song Suian's mouth trembled slightly. He was already a middle-aged person who had experienced all kinds of troubles. She rushed out of the operating room with blood on her hands, saying that the mother was in shock and could only do her best... and the baby in her belly was even less likely to be saved..."

Song Suian took a deep breath and calmed down, "She has no family members. I was the one who signed the waiver of critical illness...I still remember that the waiver seemed to be stained with blood."

He Chumo listened quietly, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him whose face was beginning to look old, he felt heavy in his heart.

"At that time, I was not married, and I didn't even have any concept of starting a family or longing to have my own children. That field was unknown and blank for me. ...In short, everything seemed to be in a mess at the time, and I felt bored, so I couldn't help but go to the garden to smoke, and then the nanny at home came to inform, saying that it was a labor."

When Song Suian said this, his fist clenched.

"When I rushed back to the delivery room, Zicheng was pushed out, her small body was wrinkled, ugly, and covered in blood." Song Suian roared bitterly, "The head nurse told me that the mother is still being rescued. , I had to send the baby to the incubator first... At that time, she didn't even say a word, and when she smelled the smoke on my body, she scolded me and said that I was full of smoke and was a failure father of..."

There were tears in the corners of Song Suian's eyes, but he couldn't help but raised his lips when he said this, "I was scolded at the head, it's really wrong... I was still thinking, how could I be that kid's father ..."

Song Suian's words were intermittent, his eyes kept looking at the direction where Song Zicheng was standing, and he didn't say anything further, as if he was telling a story without an end.

This is the first time He Chumo has heard about Song Zicheng's past.

In the past, the He and Song families were neighbors. He Chumo had heard a little about Song Zicheng, but he didn't know much about it. He only knew that Song Zicheng's parents had long since passed away, and he lived in the Song family as the son of Song Suiran since he was born.What I heard today seemed distant and unfamiliar.

He Chumo took a puff of cigarette.

Song Suian turned to He Chumo.

"Are you looking into how we moved eight years ago?"

Upon hearing Song Suian's words, He Chumo's hand paused immediately.

Seeing his reaction, Song Suian knew the answer. He was obviously not surprised, and his expression was normal, "I knew from the moment you brought the Lin family's child back to China that you would investigate this matter sooner or later."

There was wind by the window, and He Chumo extinguished the smoke.

"We moved eight years ago, and then sent the Lin family's mother and son abroad. These things happened for a reason." Song Suian spoke slowly, and his tone gradually became serious. "But these are not things you can interfere with. My old man never likes to be confused. Man, three years ago, you got engaged to Zicheng, he warned you once, I hope you don't do it again this time."

He Chumo: "Why, what did the Lin family do back then?"

Song Suian glanced at He Chumo, "Some things are better not to know than to know. In the past few years, you have been brooding over the incident that we once attacked Xingyao, and you are all kinds of bad and cold towards Zicheng. Bear it again and again, choose to ignore it. Now, you actually took the Lin family's baby back to the country to take care of."

He Chumo: "I promised Uncle Lin back then that I would take care of Xiao Qiao."

"That's your business, we can't control it." Song Suian said: "Today I just want you to know that in recent years, the Song family's various concessions and support of various resources to your He family are not because of your relationship with the He family." Zicheng made a marriage contract, and our two families have contact, so we will take care of your He family in every possible way. We have never taken this marriage contract between you and Zicheng seriously, and we have never thought that you will really get married. From the very beginning, the marriage contract with the He family and the financial support to the He family were just for the purpose of binding you and Zicheng."

He Chumo's face darkened, "What do you mean?"

"Because Zicheng likes you."

Song Suian looked out the window, "He has grown up and has his own thoughts. He used to just ask his parents, but later, he started to check. The old man is afraid that he will find something, and he is afraid that he will leave the Song family. , I thought of the method of marrying the He family. We gave him hope and made him subconsciously believe that as long as he is still a member of the Song family, the marriage between the He family and the Song family will be valid, and he will marry you Possibility of marriage."

Song Suian: "You just took over Xingyao at that time, and you know the internal and operational situation of Xingyao company best. Unless you are a fool, otherwise, who will take over this hot potato?"

He Chumo only felt an inexplicable fire in his chest, "Do these Song Zicheng know?"

"How is it possible to let him know." Song Suian frowned, "These things... are very dirty, how could he let him get involved."

Song Sui was silent for a while, "But now, there is no need to continue."

He Chumo's eyebrows twitched.

"You are no longer a good bargaining chip." Song Suian looked at He Chumo, "He doesn't care about you anymore. Maybe it's because you have exhausted his joy for you in the past three years, so just now, he Propose to the old man to dissolve the engagement."

He Chumo's heart tightened, and he blurted out a word, "I don't agree!"

"It's not your turn to say no." Song Suian's face remained calm, as if he heard something absurd, and his eyes showed displeasure, "No matter what kind of original intention we made this marriage contract with the He family, in the past few years , how much resources you and your father have taken from us, how much preferential treatment you have enjoyed, these can already be regarded as a compensation. Mr. He, accept as soon as you are good, don't be too greedy. "