Mrs. North is super dragging

Chapter 542 She remembers, she has already severed the relationship
Nan Luochen kept staring sideways at the gloomy sky outside the window.

The facial expression is always flat and distant.

Nan Jianhui swallowed heavily his bitter and dry throat, and slowly sat down on the chair beside the hospital bed.

"Fall down."

He called her softly, paused, and continued, "It's all my fault for being bad, Dad, who blindly believed what other people said, and made you feel wronged."

She still had a stiff expression.

There was a feeling of suffocation and sore pain in his chest, and his star-like eyes lost focus long ago, and were replaced by a thin mist of sadness.

"You are my daughter, dad should trust you unconditionally."

Nan Jianhui's throat became even more bitter. Nan Luochen like this made him feel distressed and helpless.

Nan Luochen pulled his dry lips, and said coldly, "You go."

He was in a daze, and he couldn't believe what he heard. After the sadness, he immediately understood.

No wonder she was so cold and ruthless, it was because he chose to believe in Bai Fenghuang, slapped her back, and severed the father-daughter relationship with her.

He held her hand tightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Dad's fault, Luoluo, dad is always your dad."

"Ah."

The tears in the depths of Nan Luochen's eyes almost gushed out.

She turned her head to look at him, her eyes were full of hatred, "I remember, we have severed the relationship between father and daughter, right?"

"On that day, I cut my blood to thank you. There is no need between you and me. You are not my father, so there is no need to blame yourself."

She clearly remembered that the format of the ward that day was the same as this ward, and she stood there, cutting her wrist with a knife.

There was a strong pain in Nan Jianhui's eyes, and crystal tears glistened.

"What did you say?"

"You have my blood on your body, and your temperament is exactly the same as mine. This is a fact that no one can change. Even if you cut the blood, it doesn't matter. Even if you turn into ashes, your surname is Nan for the rest of your life, and your father will always be Nan Jianhui!"

Nan Luochen's throat was throbbing, and it was as if countless knives were cutting back and forth in his heart.

"Fall down."

"It's dad's fault. I believed in Bai Fenghuang's words. How can you forgive dad?"

Nan Luochen sighed softly, withdrew his hand, his eyes were cold, "It's good, you don't have to worry about me."

"Look at you, you are still talking angry, you are my daughter, how can I ignore you?"

She suddenly turned her head to stare at him, pouring out the grievance and pain that had been suppressed in her chest for too long.

Pushing him, shouting at the top of his voice, "Who is your daughter now?"

"From childhood to adulthood, what have you cared about me? Have you fulfilled the responsibility of a father?"

"I didn't return to Nan's house until I was nine years old. What did you give me? Other than beating and scolding, because I was young, Bai Fenghuang framed me and wronged me time and time again, but what about you? When have you ever believed me? Except you Every time you touch me, what did you give me?"

"Ha ha."

Those childhood memories, like a violent wind and tsunami, deeply hurt her heart.

She smiled desolately, but her eyes were blurred with tears.

"You choose to believe in Bai Fenghuang every time, don't you? Even though I am so old, I still can't change this ending. As long as Bai Fenghuang says something, you still choose to believe her unconditionally!"

"I'm your daughter? I'm a fart's daughter in your heart!"

Nan Jianhui was left speechless by her questioning, feeling uncomfortable, "Luoluo, Dad admitted that he neglected you back then, think about it, Bai Fenghuang has evidence and evidence, Dad doesn't have a choice, right?"

(End of this chapter)