Chapter 809

A strong drink, full of gas.

Muxichen's step was stopped and he stood with his back to mucher.

Murcher is physically and mentally exhausted, looking at his long lost son's indifferent appearance, heartache.

Coming out from behind the table, mucher sighed deeply and said, "don't be angry with dad. Dad is old and can't control you any more. It's you. In places I can't see, you've gone further step by step."

This word, do not know is in praise or in feeling self mockery.

Li Beinian looked back and saw the sadness on his face.

Muxichen did not look back. Hearing this, he did not know what emotion he said: "it is your blessing."

Clearly there is no blame, but it is enough to poke a parent's heart.

Murcher was stunned for a second, then, his face was covered with a bitter smile, "you grow up, Xichen."

Li Beinian watched with his own eyes that murcher picked up a folder from the table, and then, murcher walked up in the direction of musichen.

"I've had a little bit of a physical condition recently, so I went to the hospital," mutcher said, holding a file bag and walking around in front of him. "The results of the examination are not optimistic. I'm afraid my days are not many."

When Li Beinian heard this, he immediately remembered murcher's previous life.

Indeed, when she married to the Mu family, mucher was in a very bad condition.

All year round, he is ill in bed, eating and drinking, and Lasa are all to be served.

But life is not unable to take care of itself, however, there is not much vitality.

It's like you don't want to live.

Half a year after she married Mu Donglin, Mu Che died in a hurry.

It's said to be lung cancer.

At the time of discovery, it was a terminal disease.

Mucher's eyes turned a little red, even the pair of gold rimmed glasses could not block.

Muxichen's eyebrows and eyes finally had a slight fluctuation. His eyes shifted and glanced at mucher, almost subconsciously, into the file bag in his hand.

Without saying much, musichen took over the file bag, but the documents in it were not the cases he imagined, or the laboratory reports.

It's a will.

A separate will by mucher clearly states that 30% of all his property, company and shares will be allocated to musichen.

Thirty percent!

Li Beinian saw the number above, his eyebrows raised and he couldn't help looking at Mu Che curiously.

Mucher looked tired, but he also looked at him expectantly.

Musichen's heart, like a lake swept by the wind, has been quietly set off layers of ripples.

He's not unresponsive, he's not emotionless, it's just that he's all perfectly hidden.

So perfect that mucher didn't notice the fluctuation of musichen at all. In his heart, the originally poor hope wing disappeared immediately and was deeply hurt.

Murcher's eyes were even more red, and he had a smile. He said, "I was sorry for your mother. It's time for me to go down with her. You know, I always dream about her recently."

Musichen looked up at him with no expression.

But, out of sight of mucher, the knuckles of the will in his hand were pale.

"She complained about me. She always said that I abused her son. She said that I failed her. I was so bad to you. I was brainwashed by Meiya."

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