Seeing Song Yunhan crying, Han Rong also started crying, but compared to before, she was not so excited.

She wiped her tears, got up, walked up and helped Song Yunhan up: "Get up first, this man has gold under his knees, and I don't want the waiter to kneel down to anyone one day."

Hearing this, Song Yunhan nodded and stood up, sat on the sofa beside him, but he still lowered his head. In his heart, he couldn't raise his head in front of Han Rong.

"Actually, I know why you left," Han Rong sat back again, just in the corner closest to Song Yunhan, "But what I don't know is... After you left for so many years, I have been thinking about whether it's time to come back after the matter has passed?"

Song Yunhan nodded: "I went back to Dumen Gate, but I actually wanted to go home, but..."

Speaking of this, Song Yunhan suddenly started to cough, and the continuous coughing could not stop, and his face turned red.

Seeing this, Han Rong said nervously: "What's wrong with you? Don't be excited, just take a sip of water."

Song Yunhan waved his hand. Every time he coughed, he would cough up bleeding before he could finish it. So he hurriedly got up and went to the bathroom.

Even in the bathroom, the cough still came out. Han Rong looked at her with a worried look, but she couldn't do anything.

About a minute, Song Yunhan walked out of the bathroom. Although he stopped coughing, his face was obviously red, which was obviously caused by lack of oxygen.

Song Yunhan took a tissue and wiped his mouth, fearing that Han Rong would see any blood stains he noticed.

Immediately he sat on the sofa and said, "I really want to go home when I came back, but when I saw you going to pick up Zixuan after school, I didn't dare to approach. I saw that you were much older and must have suffered a lot. At that time, I felt guilty and cowardly."

"I know you have appeared, but I haven't seen you. I also know that you bought the toys in my second-hand hands."

Song Yunhan nodded: "After you discovered it, I didn't dare to approach him anymore. I just watched from a distance. In fact, over the years... Zixuan and I met the most because I didn't have the courage to face you and Yin Nan."

"Yinan is a stubborn child, but you have to know that she is a daughter. She has grown up for so many years and has no father... How much do you think she lacks? Some time ago, if it weren't for the waiter..."

As he said that, Han Rong was speechless and her eyes began to become crystal clear again.

"What's wrong? What happened to Yin Nan?" Song Yunhan immediately became nervous.

Then, Han Rong told her about Song Yinan in Lanyuan.

Song Yunhan was stunned. He gasped and became trembling, and the fists that had no strength were clenched.

"It's all my fault. If I were there... Yin Nan wouldn't have such a great dependence on the opposite sex, but I wouldn't just let it go." As he said that, Song Yunhan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Things have passed, so I said, although I have suffered a little from you all these years, I have also come over it, but the poor girl Yinan."

Song Yunhan nodded deeply and said nothing, just like before.

When they were together in the past, Han Rong said more, while Song Yunhan was mostly listening, but in comparison, he was a little stupid.

After years of experience, he has also become more eloquent, but in front of Han Rong, he still likes to listen like before.

"After you left, my dad and the others looked for me and asked me to go back, but I refused. I just pulled the two of them to grow up alone. As for my dad and the others... I didn't come to me, so I probably wouldn't think I'm a daughter."

Hearing this, Song Yunhan took a deep breath. In fact, he initially thought that Han Rong's parents' home would definitely pick them up. Even if that was not the case, he would give some financial support.

However, later he found that Song Zixuan was wearing very old clothes and the place they lived in was still in that small bungalow. At that time, he realized that he was wrong. Han Rong and the other two had lived a hard life over the years.

At this time, Song Zixuan and Song Yinan were also chatting in the room. Since they met Song Yunhan, Song Yinan didn't care about the high-end and gorgeousness here, and he was quiet since he entered the door.

"Waiter, have you known that dad is back?"

Song Zixuan nodded: "Yes, but I can't tell you, I'm afraid my mother can't bear it."

"Then you kill first and then report? You can tell me!" Song Yinan said.

"Come on, I'll tell you something worse. Your mouth is like a trumpet, so I'm sure to tell my mother that it's better to be stunned now. No matter what, you have to accept reality." Song Zixuan said, lit a cigarette.

However, Song Yinan snatched it away, and Song Zixuan didn't say anything. When he was in Lanyuan, he knew that his sister sometimes smoked.

At this moment, Song Yinan couldn't help but feel upset, just suck one.

"What are you going to do? Recognize him?" Song Yinan said.

Song Zixuan ignored it and lit another one.

"Speak."

"What do you say? It depends on you whether you recognize him or not. I have never seen him since I was a child!" Song Zixuan said.

Song Yinan took a deep breath of cigarette: "Actually... dad is very nice to me, really, but over the years... I don't know what I should do."

Song Zixuan nodded: "Look at my mother's attitude. I heard that there was no movement outside. The two of them should be relatively calm."

"What can I do if I am not calm? Mom has come here no matter how difficult it is for me over the years. He is fine. He is alone and I don't know if he has a wife and children now. I will not recognize those people anyway." Song Yinan said.

Song Zixuan shook his head and said, "No, he has lived here alone, and..."

As he said that, Song Zixuan stopped and Song Yinan said, "And what?"

"And he's dying, terminally ill."

Hearing this sentence, Song Yinan was stunned, her eyes widened and tears suddenly emerged.

"Really? He is really going to die..." Song Yinan said while crying.

Song Zixuan exhaled a puff of cigarette: "Well, I learned some Chinese medicine from Mr. Fang, and his pulse is already very weak."

After Song Zixuan said this, Song Yinan burst into tears with a wow.

Although he is a few years older than Song Zixuan, Han Rong has also spoiled this daughter since she was a child. Apart from being ignorant and being deceived by Shen Xu once, Han Rong has never let her daughter suffer a loss.

So Song Yinan really couldn't bear anything in her heart. When she heard about Song Yunhan's physical condition, she couldn't control her body and started crying loudly.

When Song Yunhan and Han Rong outside ran in as soon as they cried, they were their own parents. After all, they were their own parents. When they heard their daughter crying, who could still sit still?

"What's wrong with my daughter? What's wrong with this?" Han Rong asked with a worried look on her face.

However, Song Yinan did not reply to Han Rong's words, but rushed over and hugged Song Yunhan.

"Dad..." This sound was almost full of strength, and it shouted out in one go with a crying voice, and with eighteen years of longing.

Song Yunhan seemed to be electrocuted and was stunned, but this daze was only a short second. The next second, he hugged his daughter tightly, tears flowing like water.

Han Rong covered her face and cried, not daring to take a look again. She knew in her heart how much grievances Song Yinan had suffered over the years that every time an outsider said she had no father, she would run to her mother's arms and cry.

However, Song Zixuan showed a hint of relief on his face. Sister, do you recognize this father?

After crying for a while, Song Yinan stopped, but she still kept thrusting.

Song Yunhan kept patting his daughter's back: "Yinnan, don't cry anymore, dad is here, dad is here..."

Song Yinan buried her face in her father's arms, like a doting kitten, but she has not been pampered for too many years.

Then, all four of them simply sat down in the living room. Song Yinan was always in her father's arms, as if the embrace that had been away for too long was too warm and gentle, which made her reluctant to leave.

Or, because of Song Zixuan's words, she knew that although this embrace was warm, it was very short-lived.

Seeing all four sitting, Song Yunhan felt a little warmth in his heart. He looked at Song Zixuan and said, "Zixuan, thank you, because of your decision, I felt the warmth of going home."

Song Zixuan waved his hand: "I just did what I should do, I can't say thank you."

"Yes, that's far away. Now your mother is here, Zixuan, I want to talk to you again, hoping that you can take over your father's company."

Song Zixuan smiled faintly: "My sister is my sister, we... shouldn't be in harmony with father and son."

After saying this, the atmosphere in the living room suddenly became awkward.

"Waiter..." Han Rong wanted to say something, but she knew her son and didn't say it after all.

"Yun Han, what I'm doing...I've always let him make the decision by himself, so..."

Upon hearing this, Song Yunhan nodded: "It's good, after all, I'm a boy, I have to have my own opinions. Han Rong, I have run a company in the past few years and I still have some industries in Dumen, but now I'm not in good health. I have to have someone closest to manage it, so you see..."

"I understand, but when the children are older, you should let them decide for themselves."

Song Zixuan said: "My mother is right. Let's do this. We're still hungry. I'll order a meal. Can we talk while eating?"

Several people agreed.

Since Song Zixuan ordered the hotel meal directly, the dishes were delivered soon.

Song Yunhan originally had shares in Kaiwo. When the service staff heard that it was this private room to order food, they directly handled the order free of charge.

The whole family ate and chatted, for them, it was a night they didn’t dare to hope for.

Although Song Yunhan no longer has much ability to eat, he also enjoys such an atmosphere. He used to be able to only be in dreams and memories.

He heated up the five soups brought by Song Zixuan again and took a few sips of the soup.

"By the way, Zixuan, I thought about what you said last time for two nights, and I think it can be solved." Song Yunhan put down the bowl and said.

"You talk about yellow hair?"

Song Yunhan nodded: "Yes, I will deal with this matter, you don't have to worry about it."
Chapter completed!