Chapter 555
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To be honest, An Xiaxia did regret it a little.
But she did not want to admit defeat in front of Mr. Song. She glared at him and said, "Whether I regret it or not is my own business! It has nothing to do with you! "
It has nothing to do with you …
These words stung Mr. Song's heart.
He touched the corner of his eye with his handkerchief and stood up. "If that's the case, I have nothing to say to you. Take this check properly. Don't think about tearing it up or returning it. It's yours now that I've given it to you. You might not need it now, but you might need it in the future. Integrity is important, but life is more important. "
Mr. Song bowed and returned to his gentlemanly and courteous demeanor. An Xiaxia, who was lying on the bed, had originally wanted to tear up the check, but when she heard what he said, she instinctively withdrew her hand.
Her intuition told her that although Mr. Song was a little weird, he seemed to be doing it for her good.
Strange … He was a big shot in the business world. Why did he have to be so humble?
Could it be that he had been charmed by her intelligence, beauty, and wit ~ (≧ ▽ ∀)/~
She was speechless when this thought popped up in her mind.
She was thinking too much …
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Outside the hospital, a Lincoln limousine was parked on the side of the road. Behind it was a fleet of luxury cars.
Mr. Song helped Song Qinchen into the car. Song Qinchen was still behaving like a lunatic. Mr. Song touched her face lovingly and gestured for the driver to lower the soundproof panel.
"Qingwan." Mr. Song called her by her original name. "I booked a ticket to America for you."
Song Qinchen, who was the real Song Qinwan, was stunned for a moment. Then, she continued singing, pretending that she did not understand what was being said.
Mr. Song's voice was gentle and elegant. "I know you're pretending to be crazy. I'm confused sometimes, but I'm not stupid. I don't know what you and Fanxing are planning. I hope you can stop now. "
Song Qinwan's lips turned pale and she began to tremble.
"The name Qingchen doesn't belong to you. I owe you. It's unfair to you to let you use Qingchen's name to come back. It's even more unfair to Qingchen." Mister Song said slowly. "Go, don't come back."
His daughter had done too many wrong things. The boy from the Sheng family would never let her go.
But … she was his daughter after all. He couldn't just leave her be.
Tears rolled down Qinwan's cheeks. "Daddy … Do you know what true fairness is?"
He did treat her like a daughter. When she did something wrong, he would protect her and give her a lot of money. But in the end, she was just an illegitimate daughter. She would never be able to live under the sun.
"You said I used Qingchen's identity … But isn't she dead? In your heart, am I not as important as a dead person? Song Qinchen stopped pretending to be crazy and shouted unwillingly. Suddenly, she thought of something, "Is Qingchen not dead …?"
Mr. Song's aura was calm as he sat there expressionlessly. He did not respond to Song Qinwan at all.
Song Qinwan clenched her fists. Song Qinchen, don't let me know that you're still alive!
On the same day, Song Qinwan was sent away overnight. Mister Song was gravely ill and was recuperating behind closed doors, refusing to see anyone.
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Hospital garden.
He Jiayu raised an eyebrow. "What do you want to hear?"
Su Xiaomo shook her legs domineeringly. "Everything!"
The gentle young man pursed his lips and asked, "If you know everything about me, will you still like me?"
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