Truly love the house and the black, willing to let go.
The possibility of the former is relatively high, but the latter is not impossible.
After all, both are men.
He can still tell whether he has true feelings for his daughter.
Unless, his acting skills have reached the point of perfection.
No one can see it, and it can fool everyone.
Yun Hengfeng has lived most of his life, so many things can naturally be revealed at a glance.
Understanding something, he smiled meaningfully.
"I see."
Looking at his eyes, gradually filled with indescribable arrogance and complacency.
"Since you care about my daughter, you should also know that I am her biological father."
"If you touch me, you will make her unfilial."
After all, he is a businessman, and in his bones, he still wants to survive and benefit.
Once you figure out some things, you can easily become his bargaining chip.
Control people's chips as you like.
He smiled and said, "In this case, let's write off the past."
"Anyway, you love my daughter, don't you?"
Shen Zhi looked calm and did not speak.
After all, a collared beast will not bite.
Meekly, quietly.
"Shen Zhi."
With that soft and delicate voice, his master returned, oblivious to the conversation.
Sit down beside him, the breath is warm and sweet.
He took his hand naturally, as if holding an invisible collar tied around his neck.
He put a smile on his face again, looked at her, and gently clenched her.
"Wife."
I really like her.
Because I liked it, I was wronged, so I didn’t say anything.
Don't want her to feel embarrassed by this, her face is normal.
The ignorant person pulled him up and bowed to his father.
"It's getting late, Dad, let's go back first."
Yun Hengfeng gave Shen Zhi a meaningful look.
As if he had a handle on him, he was thinking about something in his mind.
His eyes make people feel a little uncomfortable.
Shen Zhi stood behind Yun Si, lowered his eyelids, and did not speak again.
The smile on his face was flat and precise.
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That night.
Yun Hengfeng had a dream.
It was like a warning from God to him.
It may be the sequelae of long-term mental tension.
In short, in the dream, it was too realistic, so realistic that it was scary.
Can't tell whether it's a dream or reality.
He was in a trance, and he couldn't wake up for a while.
I just remember that in the dream, there was a man wearing a Rakshasa suit with a dark face, who bound him fiercely.
Professing to be Lord Yan Luo who is in charge of hell, saying that he has committed a heinous and heinous crime.
On the day of his 70th birthday, when Yangshou expires, he will be thrown into **** immediately, and he will never be reborn forever.
Can only become a handyman who is bullied and suppressed.
Everything is because he committed a big sin in this life, a big sin that no one can forgive.
No one can save him anymore.
The mistakes he committed will not be punished during his lifetime.
After death, it will only be repaid ten times, a hundred times and a thousand times.
Behind the man was a boiling oil pan, and something seemed to be cooking in the pan.
After he finished speaking, he disappeared.
turned into a cloud of smoke.
He also woke up with a start.
After that, I couldn't fall asleep again.
One night, the soul seems to be restless.
Trembling, uncontrollable.
"No...it was just a dream."
He said it, he said it to himself.
only…
A dream.