Chapter 1264
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Xi Wang laughed self-deprecatingly.
"For the first time, I realize the difference between us. I have a heart, but you don't."
Qie Yiyan looked at Xi Wang apologetically. His father seemed to have changed into a different person.
Li Zhiwei, an insignificant woman, died in front of him. Why did he become so terrible and unreasonable?
"No, I have a heart. The biggest difference between us is that I have a brain, but you don't. Xi Wang, if you're drunk, I'll help you back to sober up. If you're not drunk, then I don't think I can afford to Xie Xuning you as a friend."
Xi Wang was so angry that he smashed a ceramic teacup on the ground.
The porcelain pieces of the teacup splashed everywhere.
Li Qingcang was worried that the porcelain pieces would splash on Ye Tianxin, so he subconsciously blocked them with his body.
"Alright, you've been promoted. Since you look down on me, your brother, I won't drag you down. From now on, the mountains are high and the rivers are far away. We'll live our own lives. Our brotherhood is as clean as this teacup."
After Xi Wang finished speaking, he left without looking back.
Qie Yiyan chased after him.
"Dad, I'll take you back."
Xi Wang shook off Qie Yiyan's hand and said in a low voice, "No, no need. I'm fine as I am now. "
Before the divorce, Xi Wang felt that he still had a home.
A warm home.
No matter how late he went home, no matter how much pressure he was under outside.
He was willing to go back to that warm home.
There would be hot tea in his home at any time.
There would be the fragrance of tea.
Even if sometimes she just sat aside and flipped through a magazine, he would feel very happy when he heard the flipping of the magazine pages.
As long as she was by his side, he would feel relaxed and at peace.
But now?
Xi Wang didn't want to go home.
His former home was as cold as an ice cellar.
There was no warmth at all.
If he stayed there, he would feel that he might freeze to death at any time.
"Dad, you really went too far today."
Xi Wang stood in front of Qie Yiyan with a bitter smile on his face.
"Son, you don't understand."
Li Hezheng's son was his brother.
Li Hezheng's daughter had called him Brother Wang for so many years.
Although he was not related to them by blood, in his heart, they were his family.
His family members were all gone.
. "Was he going to watch this old man live such a old life?
"Dad, you've changed."
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