Xi Shuge wanted to cry, but he suddenly felt that he was a man and it was really embarrassing for so many people to cry on the street.
My eyes couldn't focus, and I felt a pain in my heart, as if something deep inside my body was cracking, shattering, and dissipating bit by bit.
He stood in the street blankly, feeling that the world was pitch black, infinitely cold, and infinitely sad.
Don't know where to go.
Don't know where to go back.
Her broken words were still echoing in his ears, so soft and so cruel.
If you really love me, then go back to Xi's house. Please go back and don't let me live with guilt for the rest of my life.
Wen Jiaren, is this what you want?
I returned to Xi's house and then entered the political arena. From now on, I will have nothing to do with you in my life?
Yes or no?
This is what you want, are you at ease?
Then I'll give it to you...
His expression was a bit bitter, and just at this moment, the phone suddenly rang.
It was the anxious voice of the housekeeper, with some confusion: "Shu Ge, come home quickly, your dad, dad..."
Before he finished speaking, Xi Shuge suddenly came back to his senses. He was no longer so confused and asked anxiously: "Dad, what's wrong with him? What's wrong?"
"Master, Mr. Xi suddenly fainted this morning. Now go home and take a look. Mr. Xi wants you to be your son. Does the master really want to be unfilial for a woman? He has raised you for so many years. Is it possible that he has no affection at all?"
, you won’t stay either?”
Xi Shuge held his cell phone in a daze, and after a long while, he seemed to be holding back a few words, "I'll go home, right away."
Yes, he even resisted his own father for her.
He hates his father's tyranny and his father's single-handed arrangements, but whose father would harm his own son?
Perhaps, what her father once said to her was unpleasant.
He said she was not good enough for him and forced him to leave.
He was angry, he hated other people's arrangements, but now, so what?
After all, he is his father, and he must fulfill his filial piety.
