Chapter 436

"My father is in love with the same surname?" Yu Jinglan clenched her hands, "right?"

Los Angeles East Leng for a moment, the body into the chair.

For a moment, with Yu Jinglan's suspicious eyes, the east of Los Angeles clenched his fist, forbeared something, and stared at Yu Jinglan. He is Yu Yitian's son. He inherited Yu Yitian's intelligence and wisdom, but he didn't have Yu Yitian's superiority and softness. He is strong, and he will ask the doubting things to the end.

Yu Jinglan looks at the east of Los Angeles in doubt. "My father likes song Qingquan. He loves song Qingquan, doesn't he?"

"No!" There was a moment of hesitation in Los Angeles East's eyes.

"You lie!" Instead of believing in the east of Los Angeles, Yu Jinglan sneered back. Yu Jinglan's Hawk like eyes burst out a cold and shocking arrogance, looking at the frustrated face of the east of Los Angeles indifferently. "My father loves song Qingquan, and you must have an indescribable relationship with my father. You --"

when the face of luochengdong changed, Yu Jinglan looked at him with sharp eyes. His face turned pale, and luochengdong did not speak.

"You have a problem too! You're in love with my dad! Am I right? " If his guess is right, it should be. "In fact, my father and you are both potential patients. You are bisexual, so you have your own wives. But in those days, your feelings were not recognized, and you didn't even dare to say it. So you get married, have a wife and children, but also harm the life of the wife and children, you are selfish! You three, only song Qingquan is normal. Am I right? My father couldn't love it, so he was miserable and depressed, so my father was on a dead end. "

"Song Qingquan feels sorry for my father, because he is very normal, unable to respond to my father's abnormal secret love, and you are very good brothers, so you are very painful! My father died. Song Qingquan felt guilty to my father. After all, you used to be brothers, and you like my father, so you feel heartache. Director Luo, am I right? "

Under the mood fluctuation, Los Angeles East is a little absent-minded.

His acquiescence, let Yu Jinglan feel in the heart of a torn pain, father is such a person?!

Yu Jinglan's face can no longer maintain the previous calm.

Los Angeles East finally mured: "nephew, you guessed right! That's right. Yes, I do have unspeakable feelings for your father, but we never talk about it! I've never told him my thoughts. Unexpectedly, you can see it. I don't deny it. "

"You never said that?" Yu Jinglan was a bit surprised.

"Do you know why brother Qingquan won't tell you the truth?"

"Why?"

"Because he wants your father's image to be perfect and tall, not someone with abnormal feelings! Therefore, he has never explained anything, and because he promised your father that he would not say it out, even though he has only brotherhood towards your father. My nephew, song Qingquan is an indomitable man and a good mayor. He feels ashamed to your father because your father confessed to him the day before his death and told him his depressed feelings. In addition to the mine disaster, your father only said those words after drinking. And song Qingquan refused your father. He told your father that he was just an illusion. Otherwise, how could he marry your mother? But no one thought that The next day, your father left... "

"So it is!" Yu Jinglan's shoulder collapsed. "My father, he is such a person..."

He couldn't believe it. He felt a sense of suffocation spread in his heart.

The original father is like this, the original father loves a man, no wonder he is so indifferent to his mother and himself, no wonder his eyebrows are always tangled together.

The past bit by bit slowly from the heart away, he was wrong!

The so-called revenge between him and his mother turned out to be so ridiculous! However, for the debt of the Song family, he could not repay his guilt even if he died.

Yu Jinglan's heart was throbbing with pain, and his dark look was infected with the tangle of pain. He only felt that his heart was swallowed up by the pain little by little. He was wrong! Sorry song Qingquan, sorry song Sitong, sorry song Yin!

"Let your mother go! Your mother doesn't know all this, she may just doubt, but she doesn't know how your father is! So, don't tell her about my conversation with you today! Let your father's last dignity be preserved

Yu Jinglan didn't know how to get out of the East Los Angeles office.

In the ward.

Luochengdong reports to song Qingquan, but they don't know that song Yingang is ready to deliver soup to song Qingquan with a thermos bucket. When she hears luochengdong's words, her mind is blank. It turns out that this is the truth.

Song Yin's mind is in a mess, her face is pale as paper, and her heart is sour and astringent. She hears what director Luo said to her father, and Yu Jinglan also knows. All she felt was a loud bang in her head, and she stepped back and leaned against the wall.

So it is! In order not to let Yu Yitian's dignity be trampled on, his father, for him, actually caught up with his sister and himself, blame him? But what's the blame?No sooner, no later. That's what happened. Who's wrong? Who is really wrong?!

And Yu Jinglan, can he bear the blow?

Does he know how his father can stand the blow?

She was still standing there, like a rooted tree, standing at the door of the ward for a long time.

She pressed her hand on her cheek. It was cold. Throat head is strangled tightly like pressing, she murmured to herself: "it was so absurd."

A little Leng, hold your breath, calm mood, song Yin knock on the door, and then go in, like nothing happened, since the father hide, for Yu Yitian he promise, she when the daughter also don't ask anything.

I'm afraid if I ask, I'll get hurt.

At least, dad is not the murderer. She didn't deliberately hurt Yu Yitian as she imagined. That's enough.

Sea view room.

Yu Jinglan is lying on the bed, looking up at the ceiling.

All day long, he didn't eat or drink. His mind was empty and confused. It was already dark, and the room was dark. Only a small table lamp on the desk was on, and the white magnetic angel on the lamp was still standing quietly.

Yu Jinglan turned her eyes to the little angel and tried to concentrate her thoughts, but his thoughts were disordered and unstable. Close your eyes bitterly.

What happened these days was so many and shocking, almost one after another, which caught him off guard.

When he came back from director Luo, he was lying down. He felt that he needed to be quiet. The guilt for song Yin and the Song family poured in like a torrent.

He got up from the bed, came to the window and stood in silence. The night reflected his figure into a lonely and cold statue.

He looked at the distant sea with cold eyes. Is it a mockery of fate?!

Father is such a person, and he himself is so superficial that song Sitong and song Yin become the victims of the so-called enmity between Yu and song.

Time can't go back, the damage can't be made up.

The phone rings in the night.

Taking a deep breath, Yu Jinglan suppresses the pain in his heart and makes his expression return to indifference. When he looks at the phone number, it's easy. He doesn't answer the phone. His eyes are gradually cold and gloomy, and the breath of night is more and more thick.

Yu group.

The sun came in.

The air was filled with cold air. Sitting behind the black desk, Yu Jinglan seemed to be inlaid by the sun in Phnom Penh. In the dazzling light, his face against the light was even colder.

"President, this is the information you want."

Tan Li put a folder on his desk. Yu Jinglan opened it silently. It was a thick analysis report with some photos in it. Looking at the young man in the photo, Yu Jinglan's lips are tight. It's a picture of Zhang xuanming.

After a long silence, Yu Jinglan leaned back into the leather chair. Close your eyes and think.

For a long time, Yu Jinglan took a deep breath, turned on the phone and called Jianyi. "Come to my company!"

In a word, half an hour later, simple appeared in Yu Jinglan's president office.

A stack of materials fell on his face, crash, and the materials fell to the ground. He saw a picture floating on his shoe. It was a beautiful young man, his name was Zhang xuanming many years ago.

"You investigated me?" Simply open your mouth, squat down and pick up the photos on the ground.

"Yes! Your father, Zhang Dongchen, has not been emphasized in his promotion. He takes revenge on Song Qingquan with his own personal interests. The revenge opportunities you and my mother call are just a farce, mixed with too much selfishness! "

"Because of promotion?" Obviously, simplicity is dismayed, "impossible!"

"Go and see the materials for yourself!" Yu Jinglan points to the materials on the ground.

It's easy to pick it up quickly, browse it quickly, and look at Yu Jinglan's investigation report. It turns out that -

he always thinks that song Qingquan is taking revenge on his father in private, because his father used to be Yu Yitian's subordinate. How can his father take revenge in private? And the boss, Du Liling, how is that possible?

Stunned, his simple face was pale, and the pain of being cheated came from his mind. In his mind, a white light burst like tearing him apart.

In front of my eyes was the icy darkness, "how could my father cheat me?"

His chest was full of fishy smell, and the sharp pain in his heart made his lips as pale as paper. For a long time, when the darkness gradually dissipated, his fingers had crumpled the paper.

His eyes were dark. "How could that be?"

"How could it not be? My mother lied to me Yu Jinglan roared, the sadness in his heart is no less than simple. "We are just pawns in the hands of our parents. Your father cheated you and my mother cheated me. Their so-called revenge is to fulfill their own selfish desires. That's all. It turned out to be a farce from beginning to end! "

"A chess piece!" Simple and low. "We're just one of their pawns?""Easy, you go to Tokyo with my mother!" Yu Jinglan tried to calm down and said indifferently: "the damage we caused has been irreparable. Song Sitong became the victim of this incident, and we are wrong! Wrong! Song Qingquan didn't harm my father at all! It didn't hurt your father, so stop right now and don't make any mistakes again

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