You Are My Rare Passion

   Chapter 6099 Unworthy

  "It's not like that," He said, "Chuanyang, you are my only son. How could I not care about your life or death? But, your grandfather is my biological father. I can't just watch him go to jail!"

"You can't just watch him go to jail, but he wants to kill your son with his own hands! That's why I said you are pathetic!" He Chuanyang looked at him mockingly and said, "Look at your life, as a son, your own life. The father wants to kill your only son with his own hands, and let your white-haired person send you a black-haired person, and no one will take care of you. As a husband, what your wife loves the most is not you and your son, but her family... "

He Chuanyang sneered and sneered, "Children are the crystallization of love between husband and wife. My mother loves you first before she will love me. But you can see, I was in a car accident and almost lost my life. My mother is still abroad with my uncle. I had a lot of fun at home, but I made a cold call and there was no more...Because she doesn't love you, she doesn't love me, and she doesn't care about my life or death!"

  He said: "Your mother is not what you said, she..."

"What is she like, you know in your heart," He Chuanyang interrupted him, "I haven't finished yet. As a brother, you are doing your best to your brother, better than your own son, but your brother Like your father, I want your son's life!"

  He’s father knelt on the ground and saw He Chuanyang be indifferent to him kneeling and pleading, but sitting indifferently behind his desk, counting his sadness, he was heartbroken and angry.

  His son, why is he so indifferent?

  He is his biological father. He knelt down for him. How could he remain indifferent?

  He Chuanyang’s words are not over yet.

He stared at Father He’s eyes coldly and said, “So, how sad is your life? Your father doesn’t love you, your wife doesn’t love you, your brother doesn’t love you, and I... I am your only one. My son, I am the person who should love you the most, but I am just like them, I don’t love you either!"

   "You...what did you say?" Father He looked at He Chuanyang in disbelief, his voice trembling.

"Why are you so surprised? Isn't it a logical thing?" He Chuanyang sneered at the corners of his lips, "You love your father and your younger brother more than your only son, do you expect me to be like someone else's? Your son respects and loves you as his father does?"

  He sneered: "How can there be such a cheap thing in the world? You think so beautiful!"

  "Chuanyang...you are my son..." Apart from these words, Father He didn't know what else he could say.

  But he felt that this sentence was enough to hold everything up.

  He Chuanyang is his son, so he should listen to him and be filial to him. This is the ethical principle and the basic morality that everyone should follow, right?

"Oh, seriously, I don't want to be your son. If I could choose by myself, I would definitely not be reborn in my mother's belly and be the son of both of you." He picked up the paper knife on the desk. Stand up, walked to Father He, grabbed a corner of the shirt, cut it off with a paper knife, and threw the cut corner of the shirt on Father He’s face, "The ancients cut off the robe and I cut the corner of the shirt, and you Father-son relationship! I owe you the grace of nurturing, and when you are old, I will provide you with old-age care, but from today, in my heart, I will no longer recognize you as my father! Because..."

  He stared at Father He’s eyes and said word by word: "You are not worthy of being a father at all!"

  (End of this chapter)