From Lin Shuya's mouth, Zhao Gangjun learned something.

Bandit was diagnosed with lung cancer a few days ago, and it is still in the advanced stage. Even with the most advanced technology, Bandit only has about three or four years left to live. According to what Bandit told Lin Shuya, he has given up treatment.

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Why abandon treatment?

It's not that the bandit can't bear the pain of chemotherapy, but that he wants to die as a strong man, instead of being tortured by chemotherapy and various drugs and leaving this world in pain.

This is a decision made by a hero after knowing that he will die soon.

He now takes some medicine every day, combined with some physical therapy using traditional Chinese medicine, to temporarily control his condition. And he also hopes that in the remaining days, he can see that the only daughter he cares about can achieve positive results.

Zhao Gangjun didn't know what to say.

Birth, aging, illness and death are the most normal things in the world. Even people as strong as bandits cannot escape certain injuries and illnesses.

Zhao Gangjun respects the bandit's choice. If it were him, he would also choose to die with the strongest and most dignified side of himself, instead of letting the doctors insert various tubes in his body or even cut open his own body.

The body is struggling to survive.

This is just like Chi Xiao back then.

Knowing that you are going to die, it is better to die heroically.

Zhao Gangjun hugged Lin Shuya tightly, and then said softly, "Our first son's surname is Lin."

Lin Shuya's body trembled violently, she raised her head and looked at Zhao Gangjun in disbelief.

You must know that as the Zhao family is now the most powerful family in China, the inheritance of each of his descendants is extremely important, and the most basic point of this inheritance is that his surname must be Zhao.

Outsiders will never understand the significance of the surname Zhao to the Zhao family.

Even if it is the son of Zhao Gangjun, as long as his surname is not Zhao, then he cannot be called the Zhao family. And as powerful as the Zhao family, is it possible for him to let the son of the family head, the future heir of the Zhao family, have another surname?

This is impossible.

Even if Zhao Gangjun agrees, the elders, principals, and hundreds of people in the Zhao family will not agree.

Any heir of the main line is extremely noble to the Zhao family, and it is not only the family head's business, it is related to the inheritance of the entire Zhao family, and even sometimes, it is related to the life and death of the Zhao family.

, this is definitely not a joke.

Therefore, when Zhao Gangjun said this, Lin Shuya couldn't believe it at all, because Zhao Gangjun himself, as the head of the family, should know the importance of this matter best.

"Steel."

Lin Shuya was a little speechless.

"I can't let your Lin family end their marriage, can I?"

Zhao Gangjun let go of his hand, held Lin Shuya's face, and said with a smile, "The surname Lin, or the surname Zhao, is my and your child, and I will not treat him badly because of this."

"Steel, I, I don't know what to say."

Lin Shuya said with tears in her eyes, "I...I..."

"Pangpang Lin, stop talking."

Zhao Gangjun smiled and patted Lin Shuya's buttocks and said, "Wipe your tears and I'll take you to eat something delicious."

"You are the fat one!"

Lin Shuya pouted and stared at Zhao Gangjun and said, "Where am I fat? Where am I fat?"

"here."

Zhao Gangjun reached out and grabbed a handful of Lin Shuya's chest, then turned around and ran away.

"You, you bastard."

Lin Shuya roared angrily and chased after him.

The haze floating in the hearts of the two people gradually dissipated with the noise.

Facts have proved that many times, many seemingly important things are actually just clouds in the face of love.

For example, a child's last name.

Rabat Airport.

A private plane landed at the airport again.

The plane was spray-painted with cherry blossom patterns, and among the cherry blossoms, a giant oriental dragon made everything look majestic.

The cabin door opens.

Chen Haonan, dressed in a Japanese samurai uniform and wearing a long Japanese sword on his waist, stepped off the plane.

There was little blood floating in the sky.

One of his men was holding a black umbrella and walking behind Chen Haonan.

Salva stood next to the plane, with his hands in front of him and a serious expression.

Chen Haonan walked up to Salva.

"Welcome, Mr. Chen Haonan."

A slight smile appeared on Salva's lips, "Mr. God of War, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Mars…"

Chen Haonan's pupils shrank, and then he said, "I understand, please lead the way, Mr. Salva."

"OK."

Salva nodded and opened the car door behind him.

Chen Haonan got into the car, and Salva followed suit.

The car drove away from the airport quickly.

Not long after Chen Haonan left.

Another plane landed at the airport.

This plane has a beautiful butterfly spray-painted on it.

The cabin door opened and Ling Xue walked out.

Several very beautiful beauties got off the plane behind Ling Xue.

The person responsible for receiving Ling Xue was Salva's subordinate.

The man had never seen such a beautiful female army before, and he was a little stunned for a moment.

Ling Xue walked past the man, and the man reacted and hurriedly greeted him.

"No need to trouble you."

Ling Xue said coldly, "Our people are already outside the airport."

The man didn't ask too much, he just sent Ling Xue outside the airport, and then watched Ling Xue and others get into the car and leave.

Inside Ling Xue's car.

Ling Xue crossed her legs and said, "What are you doing here?"

The man sitting next to Ling Xue rubbed his hands in embarrassment and said with a smile, "Well, don't I miss you?"

"Miss me? You will miss me too?"

The corners of Ling Xue's mouth were slightly raised, as if she was disdainful or mocking.

"Can't I miss you?"

The man said helplessly, "It's been so many years, why do you still care about me?"

"I'm sorry, I'm a woman and my mind is not that big." Ling Xue smiled and shook her head.

The man glanced at Ling Xue's chest and said, "Actually, it's not too small."

"Your personality of taking advantage of words has still not changed, but I am no longer the same person you were then, and you are not the same person you were then," Ling Xue said.

"I just want to come and see you, I don't have anything else in mind."

The man sighed and said, "All these years, the only person I feel sorry for is you."

"You don't have to be worthy of me."

Ling Xue smiled and said, "You gave me everything I have now and the ability to attend conferences like this."

"If I hadn't said I would wait for you here, would you have come?" the man asked.

Ling Xue's face stiffened slightly, and then she smiled disdainfully, "What a joke, am I here because of you?"

The man smiled and said nothing, and neither did Ling Xue.

The two of them were silent all the way.

Ling Xue's confidant, who was driving in front, smiled helplessly. Twenty years had passed since the two people had been arguing. Not only did their relationship show no sign of breaking up, but it only got better and better.

What a happy enemy.
To be continued...