"I thought that as long as I broke off this marriage with Director Zhao and found a good marriage for you in the future, you would forget about that girl. But who knew you were so stubborn and insisted on staying under a tree?

Hanging yourself and being infatuated, I really don’t know who you are following.”

Marshal Song said, somewhat hating that iron cannot become steel.

"Of course my infatuation will not follow you, Commander-in-Chief, because Commander-in-Chief, you have no love at all. You only have interests in your eyes. You are a ruthless person who will do whatever it takes to achieve your goals." Song Yiran roared at Marshal Song.

road.

"You..." Marshal Song pointed at Song Yiran angrily. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his chest, and he reached out to cover his chest.

"I would rather not have a handsome father like you. Ever since I was a child, you have always done your best for me and made all the decisions for me, but you have never asked me if I am willing or if I like it.

, I can only forcefully accept everything you prepare for me."

"In your eyes, as long as it is profitable, you will do it, no matter good or bad, as long as it is not beneficial to you, you will never take it seriously. I don't have a father like you. From now on

From now on, I will pursue my own happiness."

Marshal Song held on to his strength, looked at Song Yiran and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"I want to leave you, a heartless and unjust person like you. You are just an emotionless machine." After Song Yiran finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Poof, Marshal Song spurted out a mouthful of blood. He fell to the ground helplessly, his whole body twitching.

Song Yiran looked back and saw his handsome father lying on the ground. He thought that his handsome father was just showing off to him. He had often deceived himself like this before.

He will never be fooled again, nor will he be deceived by his father again.

He has been deceived by him for six years. During these six years, he always thought that there was some misunderstanding between himself and Zhao Yunjin, so Zhao Yunjin kept avoiding him.

It wasn't until Song Yiran learned the truth that he understood why the two people who loved each other so much in the past were now strangers.

Mrs. Song had always been guarding the door, because she knew that both father and son had very stubborn tempers, and neither would take the initiative to say a soft word to the other, so she was very worried.

When she saw Song Yiran opening the door, the stone in her heart fell to the ground.

But when she saw Marshal Song lying on the ground, she suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.

"Commander." Mrs. Song hurriedly ran in, trying to lift up Marshal Song on the ground.

But where did she have the strength? She couldn't move him at all.

"Commander, don't scare me, nothing will happen to you!" Mrs. Song cried anxiously.

Song Yiran was about to leave when he heard his mother's cry as he passed by the window.

He paused, thinking that his father had been coughing and spitting out a mouthful of blood, so his fall to the ground was not an act.

Song Yiran's legs and feet were a little weak. In front of his parents, he was always like a child. He could be willful and wanton. But just now his father fell in front of him, but he thought it was his father who was pretending.

He desperately ran back to Marshal Song. Looking at his dying father, he felt sad, sad and blamed himself.

Marshal Song waved to him, Song Yiran knelt down in front of Marshal Song, stretched out his hand and held Marshal Song's hand tightly.

"Father, please get up quickly. I know you must be lying to me. Get up!" Song Yiran cried.

"My father can no longer accompany you in the future. You have to choose how to go on your own. Regardless of whether you want me as your father or not, I will be your father for the rest of your life. There is no way to change it, but you will be free soon."

There is no need to forcefully accept everything I have prepared for you. I, I really do it for your own good..."

Before Marshal Song finished speaking, Song Yiran's hand loosened his grip and fell weakly to the ground.

"Father, Commander, Father." Song Yiran shouted desperately, but the man in front of him could no longer hear his cry.

"Come here, go get a doctor quickly, go get a doctor quickly." Song Yiran couldn't believe that his handsome father had left him like this.

He just hoped that none of this was true, that when the doctor came, his handsome father would be better, stand up, talk to him as before, and scold him for being disobedient.

Mrs. Song seemed very calm. She reached out to close Marshal Song's eyes, and then gently touched Marshal Song's face.

She slowly stood up, but just as she stood up, she suddenly felt her eyes darken, and she fell down.

"Mother." Song Yiran quickly picked up Mrs. Song, shouted for the doctor, and walked towards the bed.

Mrs. Song fainted due to excessive sadness. Song Yiran stayed by Mrs. Song's side. He had just lost his father, and he would never allow his mother to make any mistakes again.

In the general's mansion, Zhao Yunjin was arranging flowers with Suxiang.

All the furnishings in the living room were brand new, and everything Zhao Yunjin said she didn't like was replaced.

"Madam, the general is really kind to you. You see, all the furnishings in this room are placed according to your preferences. Before this, these furnishings have never changed!" Su Xiangyi

He said with an envious face.

Zhao Yunjin curled her lips and said: "It hasn't changed in so many years. Isn't it because the previous wife liked those decorations? So, if the general changes his wife to a new batch of decorations, it is not really good for me."

"Of course not. The general's kindness to his wife is all seen by us servants," Su Xiang explained hurriedly.

After Zhao Yunjin finished pruning the flower branches, she placed them on the coffee table in the living room, adding a touch of spring color to the entire living room.

At this time, General Shen came back.

He was sitting casually on the sofa, and the sunlight shone on his face, as if giving him a layer of golden light. In the golden sunlight, he looked particularly mature and steady.

"General, you are back. Madam was praising you just now!" Suxiang said quickly with a smile.

Zhao Yunjin quickly stepped forward and touched Suxiang with her elbow, signaling her not to talk nonsense.

At this time, Suxiang handed the tea that had already been brewed to Zhao Yunjin's hand.

Zhao Yunjin looked at the tea cup in her hand. She was speechless. When did she become the one serving tea and pouring water?

But she still handed the tea to the general: "General, please have some tea."

Shen Congrong reached out to take the tea, glanced at Zhao Yunjin, and said with a serious face: "Yuzhou sent an obituary, Marshal Song passed away."
Chapter completed!