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Si Han frowned as he heard the voice begging for mercy. He felt a tremor in his chest.

"Leave. I will not care about this matter. You already don't have a child like me, and I don't have a father like you either."

After putting down the phone, Si Han's eyes were long and blank as he blankly stared at the distant sky. At one point in time, he too was like this, believing that his father could give him a comforting power.

Familiar footsteps came from outside the door. Si Han raised his head and strode outside.

This little woman came back just in time when he wanted to hug her.

Xiao Tong's gaze was bright as she walked straight toward the room where Si Han was. Her heart skipped a beat.

Before he even entered, he could already feel the sound of hurried footsteps coming from the door.

She smiled. It was obvious that they wanted to call Si Han from the hospital. Even if this man was so capable, his heart was still weak. It was a kind of softness that she couldn't feel.

She knew that Si Han was kind-hearted and wouldn't easily shirk this matter away from him. However, it was precisely this type of torture, similar to a moral kidnapping, that made people feel an even more abhorrent pain.

Si Han couldn't endure this sort of pain. If possible, he had to share it as well.

The two of them held each other as Si Han looked at her with eyes that seemed to flicker with light.

"Why are you back now, at the hospital?"

He forced himself to ask this question. Although he said that he didn't want to say it like that, in the end, he was still unable to resist the urge that was running through his mind.

Xiao Tong laughed heartily, her eyes twinkling like stars.

"You don't need to worry about that. I will always support you and do what you want. As for the others, we don't need to care about them."

Si Han was silent for a moment, then used his hand to lightly scratch her nose. She was charming and sleek, just like a cute little angel.

"However, if I can use money to settle this matter, that's fine too."

Xiao Tong understood the meaning behind his words. As long as this man was at ease, she could do whatever she wanted. As for the rights of the Empire, no one had the right to be easily donated by her.

After all, he had done far too many things that he owed Si Han. Now, for the sake of worrying about him again, he thought of begging Si Han to help him, so he didn't need to dream too much.

"Han'er doesn't plan to come."

In the ward, old man Si said these words in a very helpless tone. Si Han's attitude was very clear, with absolute financial support, in other words, he would never give up his body's marrow to complete this man's life span.

His body was covered with skin and his parents had taken advantage of him, but other than giving him a body, this man had never shown any care and concern. On the contrary, he was filled with hatred. How could Si Han accept this!?

Si Guoqian's blank eyes were unfocused as he looked at the ceiling above his head. He felt extremely sad in his heart.

The sea has boats to cross, and the mountains have roads to cross. Even if he wanted to regret it, there was nothing he could do about it.

However, heaven never bars one's way. At this moment, he suddenly remembered that he still had a child. The child he had always doted on was now calmly waiting for a good opportunity to return home.

Speaking of which, Si Jiaquan also felt that it was a bit unbearable for him to call Si Chen Ao back to the country because of such a matter. However, there was nothing he could do about it. Even though he loved her, he could finally take her life.

How depressing. When something happened, the first thing he thought of was not to make Si Chen Ao, his most beloved child came to save his life. Instead, he thought that he had hurt someone too deeply.

He sighed, then turned to the two elders.

"If you can make it in time, then call Chen Ao back. After all, I still have a biological son like him."

As if he had been enlightened, the old man remembered that he still had a grandson who was sunbathing on the other side of the ocean.

At this moment, Si Chen Ao was sitting on a big chair, wearing a pair of glasses as he looked at the pile of documents in front of him.

There was a knock on the door. It was his personal secretary.

"Mr. North, you have a home phone."

Si Chen Ao's heart skipped a beat. In order to hide his identity, he pretended to be studying outside. In reality, he had found a place to start a company and was slowly recuperating.

In order to maintain his position in the Si Family, he would always find a chance to call the Si Family and stay in touch with them so that he wouldn't waver when he returned in the future.

Hearing that it was a call from home, Si Chen Ao's heart skipped a beat. He actually didn't know how to describe his messy mood.

He was silent for a long time before he finally called back.

His hands were trembling as he watched the screen light up with the phone number across the ocean. His heart was pounding.

It was now a desperate moment. He knew that he could not do anything wrong because he was sensitive as a father. He knew that this child Si Chen Ao would always know more than others, and he knew that this child might not necessarily help him.

Even though he had an unforgettable love for Si Chen Ao, he had always maintained a distance away from him. There was simply no way for him to cross over the chasm, and from beginning to end, there was no way for him to refuse.

"Ao'er, I'm your father."

Such a pale method of communication caused Si Chen Ao's eyes to turn black, and he cast down his eyes into a shadow. This was a light that no one else could see. An undercurrent was surging. No one knew what this man was thinking.

"Father, you finally remembered to call me. Did something happen at home? Why are you in such a hurry?"

The proper etiquette, Si Chen Ao did not like at all. If he really had a lot of love for this family, he would not have chosen to come to this side of the ocean from the very beginning.

He was already cursing in his heart and felt that this man was too annoying.

But after that, the words that Si Jiugong said made him feel as if he had been struck by a chicken's blood.