Don’t be too poisonous to the concubine of the Wu family who was born in Wu

Chapter 2737 692. Eight Treasures of Jade Food (Tin Furong persuades Song Ziyu)
  There were curls of white smoke floating in the smoke pot, and a tense atmosphere filled the air.

Wu Xuanyue and Shan Lingyao were shocked. They didn't even dare to take a breath - looking at the charming woman in front of them, holding a pipe on Song Ziyu's neck in one hand, this action was handsome and sassy. He was completely different from the Fang Xingjun they had heard in rumors.

"I ask you, if it were for me to let you live well, Song Ziyu, would you be willing?"

He said this word for word. Although Fang Xingjun remained charming, the sharp tone of his words made Song Ziyu panic.

At this moment, Song Ziyu's eyes drifted from side to side, feeling guilty for the boss in front of him. He did not dare to answer Tan Furong's words directly, so he said weakly——

"Song Ziyu just died. He doesn't deserve... He doesn't deserve Boss Qin's pity..."

Hearing this, Tan Furong's eyes darkened and she smiled. The pipe hit Song Ziyu on the chest with a bang, causing Song Ziyu to grin in unbearable pain.

At this moment, Tan Furong's eyes were cold and stern, and there was a hint of hatred for the iron that cannot be transformed into steel——

"How many times have I told you? I will definitely find a way to return everything that belongs to you. Why are you always so pessimistic? Am I so untrustworthy?"

Song Ziyu covered her chest and rubbed it three times, then smiled slumpedly and said: "Song Ziyu accepted Boss Tan's kindness, but... you have also seen, what kind of attitude does Xuanhua have every time he sees me, I thought As he grows older and becomes wiser, he will understand how difficult it is to be a father... I never thought that if he understands me or doesn't, I don't know, but his hatred for me is getting more intense... I know... ...He despises me as his biological father and feels that it is a shame for a man of my background to be his biological father... Is that true? It is normal for children to have such thoughts... Where can a prostitute's biological father have the father of a martial arts overlord? Where is the dignity of coming? Not to mention that Wu Xuanhua would dislike a father like me... and I myself despise my current status... People like me are not worthy of living in the world. Living in the world will only cause trouble for others. ...In the end, I have never helped my son in any way, but I have become a burden in his life... What qualifications do people like me have to live?"

Tan Furong didn't say a word. She took a few deep puffs from the pipe, and puffs of thick smoke came out of her mouth. Then she slowly turned around, narrowed her eyes and said deeply: "Let me ask you - when I first met Chang When the princess is having sex, is it your choice?"

Hearing this, Song Ziyu was confused. He didn't know what the other party meant, and he didn't know that he couldn't catch the next words, so he started to talk about him again.

"Boss Qin...this is all in the past, why are you mentioning him?"

"Answer me - no need to say unnecessary nonsense, just answer my questions sincerely."

Tan Furong pressed hard and fiercely, leaving no room for the other party at all.

"I... naturally I have no choice..."

After saying this, Song Ziyu lowered his head and rubbed his hands, looking like an angry little daughter-in-law, but he didn't dare to guess what Furong meant. Hearing this, Tan Furong took a sip from her cigarette holder. The warm red lips were in sharp contrast to the smoke exhaled from her mouth.

"Let me ask you again, is Wu Xuanhua's origin a choice he can make?"

Upon hearing this, Song Ziyu's emotions suddenly surged, and tears actually flowed down. This scene really frightened Wu Xuanyue and Shan Lingyao.

"The child is not at fault...it is the adults who are at fault! Xuanhua is a good child...but...he just doesn't do anything as a father...I have become a victim of power, but I still have to watch my child walk towards me The old way...it's really painful to live like this, so...so...please...please ask boss Qin to help Ziyu come true!"

With that said, Song Ziyu fell to his knees with a plop, lying on Tan Furong's skirt and begging bitterly.

At this moment, Tan Furong crossed her arms and crossed her arms on her chest. Her eyes moved down to the man in green kneeling on the ground, then she raised her eyes coldly and looked far away, and said: "I understand, they say it is for the sake of their son's future, but in fact It's because you couldn't bear it any longer and found an honest excuse for yourself to just want to die."

Hearing this, Song Ziyu trembled all over, shook his head and said in pain: "It's not for myself, it's for Xuanhua! I...I, Song Ziyu...have a humble life...I don't deserve to be...I don't deserve to be his Wu Xuanhua..." Father... People like me are just hanging on and dying, but what about him, Wu Xuanhua? He has a noble status and a dignified appearance. We are people from two different worlds... there shouldn't be any intersection..."

"Blood is a debt you can't escape in your life! You just want to be an irresponsible father and find a grand reason for your irresponsible behavior! Do you think you are thinking about Wu Xuanhua? You can I know that if you die, the person who is really happy may not be Wu Xuanhua, but you have actually let him fall into the hands of the eldest princess! That person can continue to suppress him in the same way he suppressed Wu Xuanhua since he was a child, and let him His life was even more distorted. A man who wanted to be rich and prosperous, completely ignored his father's life and death. Such conscience condemnation made Wu Xuanhua more dependent on Shangguan Jinyang's methods! To make him use Shangguan Jinyang, he had no choice but to use it. As the last resort, we can only bite the bullet and struggle hard in the whirlpool of power until we are completely defeated! So - are you really thinking about your son? "

Hearing this, Song Ziyu was stunned and froze. This result was something he had not expected at all.

When Tan Furong saw that these words had worked on Song Ziyu, she criticized her again: "You thought you were dead and you were free, and Wu Xuanhua was free too? No! That's what you thought, did you? Know that as long as you live for one day, he, Wu Xuanhua, will have the final retreat! He still has a choice, but if you die, he will have no retreat. This is not relief, this is the beginning of new pain..."

At this point, Song Ziyu was extremely emotional. He cried loudly: "Why? Why is this like this? Isn't the body of an ant worthy of living well? I... Who did I, Song Ziyu, offend? Why should my descendants also be punished? What about the torment of the world? Days like this... days like this are painful and extremely unbearable..."

Tan Furong's hand caressed Song Ziyu's head, and the bright red fingertips became more distinct on the white and slender fingers——

"Whose life is not difficult? But... people always have to bear the responsibilities they must bear for the people they care about and suffer... right?"

(End of this chapter)