He immediately looked alert and asked, "Who?"

As soon as Yin Tianjue fell, he heard the man say, "Young master, it's me, it's me..."

Mrs. Zhang?

Mrs. Zhang responded with a hoarse voice with a hint of crying voice, and turned on the light.

However, just a second before Mrs. Zhang turned on the light, Yin Tianjue pushed out the quilt that was tightly held in his arms.

When Yin Tianjue first went upstairs, the lights in Mrs. Zhang's room were already dark. Now, is this?

Although Yin Tianjue didn't ask, he had to know that he was raised by Mrs. Zhang, so he naturally knew more about his temperament than others.

Immediately said, "I usually come over to see this point every night, help the young master cover the quilt to see if he sleeps soundly?" After Mrs. Zhang said, the tears that were spinning in her eyes flowed down uncontrollably. As soon as the tears flowed out, she quickly turned around and wiped it off, obviously because she was afraid that Yin Tianjue would see it, and then said, "I'm used to it, I'm used to it!" She just got used to it.

Mrs. Zhang's words were very ordinary, without any fancy words, but the criticism in Yin Tianjue's heart was like throwing a thread and stabbing it hard.

Regarding this son, Yin Tianjue could say without any concealment that he was an extremely irresponsible father.

He doesn't know anything about what he likes to eat, what he doesn't like to eat, what hobbies, what living habits, etc.

In the past seven years, in order to avoid touching the sensitive points in his heart as much as possible, he did not dare to contact all people and things that had something to do with Su Tong.

And this son is the biggest point.

His existence will remind him all the time that ‘he’ is the crystallization of their love, and will remind him how loving they have been.

These will make Yin Tianjue collapse, make him crazy, and make him unable to control himself.

So, all he can do is escape! Escape! Escape!!!

And he never thought how much harm he would do to this innocent son.

He hates him!

Yes, yes, he hates him!

He would rather 'slice meat to return to his mother and to his father', and he would rather sever the father-son relationship with him!

Look, how much he hated him, his father, and how much he hated his existence!

Forget it, people often say that it is difficult to collect water.

Now that things have happened, what he has to do now is to do everything possible to remedy it, rather than complaining about himself.

Thinking of this, Yin Tianjue stood up and walked towards the entrance of the entrance.

Stop when he was about to pass by Mrs. Zhang.

He said: "Sister Zhang..."

"Hey!" Yin Tianjue replied as soon as he finished speaking.

Yin Tianjue did not speak immediately, but was silent for a few seconds before saying: "Am I, a very irresponsible father!"

Although Yin Tianjue had already defined himself in his heart, this sentence still blurted out inexplicably.

Mrs. Zhang didn't say anything but sighed silently.

Seeing Mrs. Zhang sighing, Yin Tianjue seemed to have got the answer he wanted, or he didn't need this answer at all, because he had given the answer to himself.

However, just when she was about to pass by Mrs. Zhang, Mrs. Zhang spoke.

She said: "Young Master, I can understand that you can't face the young master head-on, but..."

Mrs. Zhang said this and covered her face and sobbed.

Yin Tian never needs anyone to understand. For him, if he is wrong, he is wrong.

It's like a murderer. No matter what the reason he kills this person, the person will eventually die.

It is impossible for a person to survive after he dies, but now that he has done something wrong, there is still room for recovery, but this recovery does not mean that it is 100% successful.

But no matter what the result is, he has to try and do everything possible.

Yin Tianjue said nothing and turned around again.

However, just as he took a step, Mrs. Zhang spoke again.

She said: "Young Master, I don't want to tell you some things. If it weren't for this kind of thing, I would never want to tell you in my life." Mrs. Zhang said this and was a little anxious and panicked. She said: "Young Master, do you know, why do you often catch colds and fevers?"

Mrs. Zhang's words made Yin Tianjue brow raise, and a vague answer had emerged from the bottom of his heart, but he was a little afraid to admit it.

Until Mrs. Zhang said, "That's because he was trying to win your care!"

After saying that, Mrs. Zhang covered her mouth and sobbed.

The words "I've made it myself" criticized Yin Tianjue's heart severely.

Look, his father has really achieved his home, and his son actually needs to use this method to attract his attention and win his concern.

Is it sad or lamentable?

Under the light, Yin Tianjue's sharp and deep eyes, which were as sharp as an eagle, were filled with a layer of mist.

Tears were spinning inside, but he gritted his teeth tightly to prevent it from flowing out.

At this moment, Mrs. Zhang said again: "The young master did this secretly. He thought he didn't know anyone, but I raised her. I didn't know about her physical problems. What a little bit of me? The first time he succeeded, the second time he succeeded, the third time and the fourth time he succeeded, but you will get used to it with more times, but the young master will not give up, and finally he was so troubled that he was not a human being. Mrs. Zhang looked at her and felt distressed, but she couldn't say it! Because I didn't know what to say at all."

Every word of Mrs. Zhang was like a sharp blade piercing into Yin Tianjue's chest, and suddenly there was a fuzzy patch of flesh and blood.

Yin Tianjue said nothing and turned around and staggered away.

Mrs. Zhang looked at Yin Tianjue's seemingly depressed back, and her lips squirmed and wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

But when Yin Tianjue's figure disappeared from sight, he sighed and said three words: "You're a sin!"

Yin Tian had no idea how he left Xiao Yixuan's room. In short, when he realized it, he was already in the study.

There is no light on in the study, but through the moonlight pouring through the window, you can see him nesting in the leather chair in front of the desk.

A lit cigarette was sandwiched between his index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and the fiery red star dots were flashing like fireflies.

The room was surprisingly quiet, as if even his breathing was gone.

It was not until the cigarette burned to his fingers that he suddenly came to his senses.

While pressing the cigarette butt into the ashtray, he dialed Xiang Lin's phone number.

As soon as the phone was connected, he didn't wait to speak to Lin, and then he heard Yin Tianjue's domineering voice as a king: "I'll say it again, and I'll find it back at all costs...Yixuan!"
Chapter completed!