The president is committing suicide

Xiao Mimi was so busy with Shangguan Mu that she had no time to pay attention to herself.

Ding Jiaying thought it was a good idea this way, after all she had to solve her own problems.

Since that day, Ding Jiaying always stared at him intentionally or unintentionally at night.

"What are you looking for?"

When Shen Cong asked, Ding Jiaying's eyes sparkled and her face blushed all the way to her earlobes.

Her hand found the scar on his leg and she rubbed her fingers over it.

Shen Cong was a little ticklish and curled up to avoid this sweet burden.

"Your scar is the only one that's so noticeable. Why?"

She heard from Chen Mi that Shen Cong was stabbed many times and was covered in blood when he arrived at the police station, but there was almost no trace of the scars on his body.

"I had cosmetic surgery."

"Cosmetic surgery?" It was a word that came from another planet. Shen Cong thought even the small spots on her body were cute and didn't care at all about having more masculine scars on her body.

He asked her to go to the beauty salon just to respect her choice and life preferences, and did not agree with her caring too much about her appearance.

It was a bit surprising that he would undergo surgery that was not for practical purposes but for cosmetic ones.

"Why?" Although she had some guesses, Ding Jiaying still asked.

He held her in his arms, took her naughty hand to his lips and kissed it: "I was afraid that you would run away if you saw it. After all, you saw my beauty first, didn't you?"

He actually made fun of her lust, and Ding Jiaying pretended to hit him: "Since you know this, why don't you just behave yourself?"

"I don't mind. It's great that you like this face. Since you like my face, I can't let you see any imperfections." Shen Cong confessed his plan.

Ding Jiaying was stunned: "Did you do something as soon as I saw your face? Otherwise, how could I not notice it?"

Shen Cong said as if it was a matter of course: "Of course we should act as soon as possible, otherwise if you run away, will I cry? It should be settled before the wedding."

Therefore, it is hard to say who spread out this big net first and who was caught in the net.

Shen Cong didn't allow her to think too much and pulled her into a confusing vortex.

"Wake up, I'm not negotiating with you."

Luo Yan's words were very straightforward.

Chen Mi sneered and tapped the documents on the table with his fingers, turning a page with contempt: "Mr. Shen is still as generous as ever."

Luo Yan looked at his watch and said, "We don't have much time left. The contract clearly states that you can consult a lawyer or your family. You won't be able to encounter such generous conditions again."

"What if I say no?" Chen Mi said coldly.

"I think you have no say in this matter alone. Your parents also have a copy of this contract. You two are old, and it has taken you many years to finally have a family reunion and a stable life. You'd better understand the feelings of the elderly."

"Are you threatening me?"

Luo Yan did not comment: "Mr. Chen better think about it carefully, otherwise the situation may be difficult if you stay."

Chen Mi slowly tore up the document in front of him.

"I thought I was young and acted impulsively without considering the consequences, but it turns out that Mr. Chen is the real teenager. But it doesn't matter if you tear it off." Luo Yan waved his hand, and two people came up carrying a cardboard box.

"Here is a box of prepared contracts. You can tear them up as you like and sign them later. Don't worry, there are still a few days."

"You..." Chen Mi was furious and looked at him with murderous eyes.

Luo Yan was unmoved and stood up gracefully: "I have something to do so I have to leave first. Mr. Chen, if you have finished tearing this box, you can call me and I will send a new one. Goodbye."

Chen Mi called home and found out that his father had been admitted to the hospital.

"Son, we don't care what kind of people you offend outside. We just want our family to be together in peace." The mother's voice was hoarse.

"Your father is old and has no energy to run a business, so he wanted to sell it a long time ago. Now is an opportunity, and they won't treat us unfairly."

Chen Mi clenched his fists: "I know, Mom, I'll tell you when I get here."

The doctor said that my father was suffering from myocardial strain caused by overwork. At the same time, many of his internal organs were experiencing functional decline. Although his life was not in danger for the time being, he was no longer suitable for overwork.

His father's emaciated body on the hospital bed irritated Chen Mi's heart.

In my impression, the father who angrily kicked me out of the house was tall, with a powerful voice like a bell, and gave me a sense of oppression.

He always thought he was a tall and strong wall, but now he was just a thin wall lying on the bed.

Even with the quilt covering it, there is no obvious rise or fall.

He woke up and saw Chen Mi, who was so weak that he had difficulty speaking, and his skinny hand was holding his hand.

Chen Mi couldn't remember the last time he held his hand, but he was definitely not as thin as he is now.

During this time since I came back, I have never sat down with him to have a good meal or to take a good look at him.

It seems that after growing up, I always make him angry and he always flies into a rage.

"Son...our family...is just like this...I'm useless...I accept it..."

The father who never bowed his head in his life finally gave in.

Chen Mi was still struggling: "But, that's her, she shouldn't be deceived by him!"

The father tried to clench his hands but only clenched them lightly: "Life... This is your life... It's her life... It's my life..."

He was so heartbroken that he couldn't bear to watch Ding Jiaying being kept in a crystal castle of lies by someone like Shen Cong.

All her happiness were false fragments, and were sharp with cruel blades.

The mother's tears seemed to be unable to dry. Although she didn't know why her husband became ill when he saw the contract, she had guessed the general idea from the conversation between the father and son.

"Son, if we are not destined to be together, then don't force it. Since the other person is living a good life now, we should not disturb him. Respect, understanding and blessing, isn't that what you young people call a decent farewell to a relationship?"

"After so many years, we should let this go."

Chen Mi wanted to defend himself, but felt that any words he said would pale in comparison to his parents' tears and earnest hopes.

But he couldn't say the words of giving up.

"Dad, just rest and recover. I'll take care of everything. I'll be back to the company tomorrow."

His father's eyes were moist, he let out a long sigh, and turned his head away, no longer looking at him.

"What kind of fate is this!" The mother wiped her tears.

Chen Mi walked out of the ward with unsteady steps.

Shen Cong, you are so cruel and you know where it hurts to hit.

Chen Mi lost in the beginning because he was not ruthless and decisive enough. Is it still the same now?

Ah Ying, are you really willing to do this? You just forgot all the past, and you don't even know what kind of person Shen Cong is.