After rebirth, the little seductress coaxed him to kiss him and seduce him every day

"Yiyi, I want to talk to you alone, is that okay?"

"sure."

Xi Weiwei handed the painting in his hand to Bai Yin, "Sister Yin, take it back to me first."

Baiyin glanced at Zong Zhengying, paused, and then left with Ye Laner first.

"I heard you are leaving tomorrow?"

"Yes." Xi Weiwei nodded, "Mom will leave with me too."

"Sorry……"

Zong Zhengying suddenly bent down to Xi Weiyi, "I never apologized to you properly."

"Although, the harm I have done to you cannot be offset by an apology. But your mother is right, I still have to give you what is due."

"In that case, I have to say thank you." Xi Weiwei also bent down to Zong Zhengying.

"Thank you for saving me that day."

If Zong Zhengying hadn't run over first to give her a backing, and Zong Zhengfeng would have led her so hard into the ice coffin, then her baby...

Xi Weiwei lowered his eyes, looked at his belly tenderly, and bowed to Zong Zhengying again, "Thank you for saving my child."

Zong Zhengying was stunned. For a moment, he didn't know how to react?

He stretched his hand in mid-air, wanting to help Xi Youyi, but he immediately retracted it the moment Xi Youyi stood up.

He didn't even know where to put his hands, so he pinched the corners of his clothes nervously.

The only thing I did for my daughter in this life was thanked by her as if she were thanking a stranger.

"You are leaving tomorrow, I hope you can accept these things."

Behind Zong Zhengying were all kinds of boxes, and beside them were stacks of documents, as thick as a college entrance examination student's desk.

But Xi Weiwei didn't even look at it, let alone take it. She just took a step back hastily, "I won't want your things."

"Although I'm not as rich as you, I'm not short of money either. In fact, you don't have to always feel sorry for me... I'm not as miserable as you think.

Growing up, my mother loved me very much and always gave me the best things. I also have an older brother, and he is very, very good to me.

Although my father is a bit strict, he also loves me very much. And because he has a very high academic level and cultural foundation, and is very knowledgeable, my classmates at school are all envious of me for having such a great father.

My friends are also very nice. We study together, go to school together, go shopping together, and eat all kinds of delicious food together.

It was even more lucky and happy to meet Yu Xiaohan, fall in love with Yu Xiaohan, and become his wife. Now that we have our baby, it is even more complete. "

"So..." Xi Weiyi raised his eyes and looked at Zong Zhengying, "It really doesn't matter to me whether you are my father or not."

"One by one..." Zong Zhengying took a step forward. This time, Xi Weiwei did not step back. She said, "I admit that when I first found out, I was very angry and angry... I couldn't figure it out. , How can there be such a bad person like you in the world?"

"Killing your wife and killing your daughter sounds terrible, but I am actually the person involved and the victim...so subconsciously I am afraid of you, hate you, and hate you."

Zong Zhengying looked at Xi Weiyi with sadness and guilt in his eyes.

"But after the truth came out, especially now, I feel like I am relieved..." At this point, the corners of Xi Weiyi's mouth raised slightly, and there was a smile in his eyes.

"Really, I won't lie to you. I don't hate you now, nor am I afraid of you."

"I even think you are quite pitiful..."

"But when I say I don't hate you, it doesn't mean that I want to accept you as my biological father."

"I just..." Xi Weiyi paused, as if he didn't know how to express himself.

"Just treat me as an insignificant stranger?" Zong Zhengying laughed at himself.

He thought he understood what his daughter meant.

Also, she has been calling other people daddy since she was little.

It was the man she was willing to call daddy who raised her, accompanied her, and gave her the fatherly love she needed.

His more than twenty years of hard work can be offset by just saying, "I am your biological father."

What's more, he, his biological father, almost killed her.

All he brought to her was suffering and hurt.

He doesn't even know where to make up for it?

"It's not like we're complete strangers..." Xi Weiwei touched his belly, "Now that I think of you, there will always be images of you saving me. It's impossible not to be touched at all."

"Besides, I can't treat you as a stranger if you and my mother have a constant and chaotic relationship."

"It's just that I can't open my mouth to call you daddy."

"You have no place as a father in my heart."

"But I don't want you to live forever with the guilt of that incident... In fact, from your point of view, you are not so heinous and sinful... and it has not been easy for you after so many years."

"I hope you can slowly let it go and live your life well every day."

Xi Weiyi took a step back and bowed to Zong Zhengying again.

Zong Zhengying looked at Xi Weiyi's leaving figure, his eyes instantly turned red.

He clutched his heart, which made him convulse in pain.

When Zong Zhengmo found him, he remained motionless in that posture.

It's just the traces of tears at the end of the eyes that are so obvious that they can't be ignored...

He cried... In Zong Zhengmo's impression, this man only cried once when he saw the DNA paternity test.

It was precisely because of his tears that he chose to abandon his mother at that moment.

He clearly knew that at that moment, his mother needed someone to stand up and believe in him.

But he still chose to walk towards his father and shook his head at his mother.

This is Zong Zhengmo's lifelong pain and injury.

"Do you still love mother?"

Only then did Zong Zhengying react, and he glanced at Zong Zhengmo displeasedly, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Zong Zhengmo asked again, "Then do you think your mother still loves you?"

"..."

Zong Zhengying raised his fist and really wanted to beat his son, but he tried his best to hold back, "Are you here to mock me or to add salt to my wound?"

"I want to be alone now, get out of here!"

"Who is in the mood to sprinkle salt on you? I am asking you very seriously." Zong Zhengmo's voice rose several degrees.

Only then did Zong Zhengying realize that Zong Zhengmo's eyes seemed to have just cried.

Although his son was raised to be a noble person, he was not a squeamish person.

In his memory, he had never cried in front of him except in front of his mother.

"What's wrong with your mother?" Zong Zhengying reacted and immediately grabbed Zong Zhengmo's shoulders, so hard that it felt like he was lifting him up.

"Speak, did something happen to your mother?"