Chatper 339 (1/2)

Even though Gong Zeyang said that her father was dead, when she and Lu Shichu talked about her father that time, Lu Shichu's eyes told her that her father might really not be in this world anymore.

However, she still couldn't believe it.

For so many years, she firmly believed that her father was still alive in this world.

She looked at Qin Muchen expectantly.

I hope Qin Muchen can give her a different answer.

She needed someone to tell her that her dad was alive and definitely not dead.

But……

"Don't look at me like that."

Qin Muchen suddenly reached out to cover her eyes.

The cautiousness and anticipation in her eyes made him feel distressed.

But he couldn't give her the answer she wanted.

Because, Su Yizhi is really dead.

It was dark in front of her eyes, but through Qin Muchen's fingers, she could still see a glimmer of light.

She asked him stubbornly, "Where is my father?"

he died.

Qin Muchen couldn't say the simple three words no matter what.

Su Ziyue couldn't wait for Qin Muchen's answer, and her heart gradually turned cold.

She didn't even care whether her father's case could be overturned, but she really just wanted him to be alive.

Qin Muchen felt the warm moisture in the palm of his hand, which was obviously only slightly warm, but it made him feel like he was being scalded, so he let go of his hand quickly.

As far as he could see, was Su Ziyue's face covered with tears.

Su Ziyue's voice was full of tears, and her voice was sharp: "Impossible, how could my father be dead!"

Qin Muchen hugged her tightly without saying a word, a sense of powerlessness spread in his heart.

In the early years, in order to get out of Qin Yuchuan's sphere of influence, he worked hard to climb up.

Because he feels that power can settle everything for him.

Until he met Su Ziyue, the power seemed to lose its effect.

Time cannot be turned back, and what happened cannot be undone.

Lost children, lost loved ones.

No amount of money, no amount of power, is useless.

Su Ziyue tugged on Qin Muchen's clothes, crying her heart out, "Woo...I don't believe it..."

The expectations of the past ten years were shattered in an instant, and a huge black hole seemed to be emptied in her heart, like a vortex, dragging her into disappointment.

In my heart, I felt suffocated.

She could never wait for her father to come back.

forever.

"My... father... will never come back..."

Su Ziyue was sobbing non-stop, speaking intermittently, her tone was helpless and desperate, as fragile as a child.

Qin Muchen maintained the posture of holding her, not daring to move.

"do not Cry."

He didn't know how to comfort her.

When Qin Li passed away suddenly, he was also sad and cried secretly.

However, he quickly convinced himself to accept the reality.

But Su Ziyue was different. She had held on to a weak hope for more than ten years, and suddenly, this hope collapsed.

After a while, Su Ziyue finally calmed down a bit.

Her voice was weak: "I don't want to be in the hospital."

Qin Muchen kissed her lightly on the forehead and said, "Okay, we'll be discharged from the hospital now."

...

Regardless of the doctor's obstruction, the two simply tidied up and went back to the hotel.

There was nothing at all, Qin Muchen sorted everything out.

She sat and watched, her eyes sore again.

She got up and went to the bathroom. When she came out, Qin Muchen had already packed her things and was waiting for her.

Qin Muchen pulled her up: "Let's go."

Su Ziyue glanced back inadvertently, and asked him, "Where's that puppet?"

Qin Mu was taken aback for a moment: "I lost it."