Su Xiangwan listened to a burst of regret, but also a little bit happy.
Years of getting along with each other, even if it's not love, the meaning of Han Yun's mother and son has already been different for mu Yusheng.
Fortunately, this man has his consistent determination and ruthlessness.
When he realized that his concession and tolerance could not make Hanyun really recover.
He made a cruel decision.
I'd rather bear the resentment and debt silently for so many years, rather than wronging his wife and children.
Until more than 20 years later, in order not to let Hanche know his life experience, Mu Yusheng has been carrying his hatred and revenge in silence, even implicating his son. He must have suffered a lot in his heart.
Su Xiangwan could not help sighing, a love hate, had to sigh the fate of people.
Was it that if Han Yun went abroad smoothly, he would meet another excellent man who would accompany him all his life and be happy?
Or is she lonely for several years, still unforgettable, never meet a person to let her heart?
Unfortunately, there is no if.
Even if there is one, I'm afraid I don't know how to love
Su looked back at night and suddenly remembered the bottle of wine that Han Yun said.
She was worried that Han Che would miss it, so she immediately called the servant at home and asked her to pour out the bottle of wine.
It was not until the servant's reply that she felt a little relieved.
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on the other side, Mu Yusheng chased far away and stopped Hanche.
Han Che's reputation is not small, ran on the road for a while and was recognized by many people.
Some people even came to ask for autographs and group photos out of time.
Mu Yusheng frowned and pulled him into the car and took him to the box of a teahouse.
The whole process, cold Che are just silent looking out of the window, full of sadness and desolation.
Until arriving at the teahouse, Han Che is still inert and motionless like a wooden man.
Mu Yusheng ordered a pot of Pu'er first. After the tea was ready, he poured a cup to Hanche and said in a warm voice, "drink some water to warm up."
Cold Che slowly returned to God, did not move.
"Uncle mu, you don't have to worry about me This kind of son of a bitch. "
With that, there was a slight smile on his pale face.
Mu Yu Sheng frowned and said in a deep voice, "ah Che."
Han Che looked at him with red eyes, never thought that one day his faith would collapse like this.
What he believes in is what he hates.
Look, how ridiculous.
Mu Yu Sheng said in a deep voice: "I won't ask how you think of your mother in this matter, but I want you to know that when I decided to cut off contact with you, I actually wanted to bring you to my side and raise up."
Han Che looked at him in a trance.
Mu Yusheng sighed. How could he have no feelings when he took care of Hanche and Hanyun every day?
But he can not live up to Lu Zhixuan, can not live up to the soft and kind-hearted woman he wants to hold in the palm of his hand forever.
He wanted to leave Hanche as his own child, after all, after he found out the truth, Han Yun's situation is not good.
But it was a little late.
Han Che has a memory, has thought, is a half old child.
After several attempts, he knew that he would never leave his mother.
He was even more afraid that he would resent Lu Zhixuan and Mu Beiting when he received him home because of his misunderstanding of his life experience. He would think that they had destroyed his family.
So after thinking about it again and again, he finally let him go with the cold cloud.