His chest was fluctuating violently, and for a moment, he couldn't get up and was breathing. He was breathing: "If you don't have time, you have to sit here. This is an order, you must not disobey!"

"Is that right?" Si Ming pulled his lips and smiled indifferently, "My father, your attitude towards me is not like the attitude a father should have towards his son. Well, since you want me to have a meal with you so much, I will just promise you as a good thing, and there is nothing wrong with it."

These words made Si Xingyun's veins pop out on his forehead.

With a "bang", he was furious and waved his hand to the ground.

The closed door was immediately opened.

Several bodyguards rushed in.

Si Ming looked up at them, and the sarcastic meaning of the corners of his lips became stronger, and he sneered: "Don't be so nervous, my father and I were just a little quarrel, and he was not hurt. With you, a group of loyal bodyguards, protecting him, what dare I do to him?"

"Young Master, that's not what we mean..." The bodyguard was a little embarrassed and quickly retreated after discovering that it was just a teacup that fell to the ground.

A moment later, a waiter came in to clean up the residue on the ground.

After cleaning the ground, the waiter stepped out and closed the door.

"My father, are you sure you want me to continue to eat with you?" Si Ming still looked like that, lazy, with a little bit of injustice and carelessness. "I'm afraid that my continued stay here will affect your mood for eating."

"If my father loses appetite because of me, then my sin will be great."

"Si Ming!" Si Xingyun couldn't bear it anymore and said angrily, "You have to talk to me like this? Can't we, father and son, talk calmly? I am your father, not your enemy."

"Father?" Si Ming sneered, "Indeed, you are indeed my father, and we have a blood relationship. However, apart from this relationship, in my heart, the person I call my father and I respect and love, as early as the year when he killed my mother, I no longer regarded him as the person I was closest to."

He raised his eyes, the inappropriate expression on his face had faded away, and a few coldness and hatred were stained with the narrow and deep phoenix eyes: "You must have forgotten some things. After all, there are so many women in your life, but you just lose one of them, which is nothing to you."

"But that woman who doesn't matter to you is very, very important to me."

Si Ming's eyes had all turned cold. He looked at the man sitting next to him, his eyes were cold and there was no trace of warmth.

This man is his biological father, the one he has called him for more than 20 years.

In the past, he respected and loved him very much.

To him, his parents were the closest and most important people in the world.

If he hadn't had to bring Si Ying and his son back later, which caused his mother to suffer from depression and eventually committed suicide due to serious illness, his idea would have never changed.

I remembered that before Si’s mother committed suicide, she touched his head and told him that even if she was not by his side in the future, he would take good care of himself.

And her words of sorry.

And the moment when Si's mother jumped down from the roof, he felt desperate, helpless and heartbroken...

Si Ming could no longer bear it, and he stood up with a gloomy face.

"I also called you father because we still have a blood relationship, but that's all. In the future, you don't need to interfere in my affairs, and don't ask anyone to follow me again. I will find out again. No matter whether it is yours or not, I will never show mercy."

"I heard that you were seriously ill and hospitalized, and your health was very bad?" Si Ming looked him up and down with a sarcastic look in his eyes, and said with a sneer, "My father is still very strong and healthy. Your subordinates actually have ulterior motives and spread rumors and curses you. If I were you, I would shoot these bad intentions."

"I have something to do. If my father has nothing else, then I will leave."

"Finally, I wish you a hundred years of life."

After Si Ming finished speaking, he stopped looking at him and turned around and walked out.

"Stop it!"

He walked to the door and just reached out to open the door. Si Xingyun behind him stood up and said with a grim expression: "I haven't finished speaking yet."

"Oh? I'll listen carefully." Si Ming stopped, but did not turn his head and said with his back to him.

"What's going on with your girlfriend? If you want to settle down, the two families can have a good marriage. You and her will get married soon."

Si Ming laughed: "My father, this is my own business, you don't have to worry about it."

"You are my son, I am you. I can't ask about your lifelong affairs?" Si Xingyun roared, "You think I am willing to see the things back then? Do you think I will not be sad or sad after your mother passed away?"

"No matter how many women I have, your mother is the most special one in my heart, and she is not comparable to others. I have been married for many years and have long been relatives. If I didn't value her, would I have lived alone for so many years after her death?"

"My wife has only one person, that is your mother. If you hate me for the incident and refuse to forgive me, I have nothing to say. Things have happened, and it will be useless for me to regret it."

"Do you think she is important?" As if she heard something ridiculous, Si Ming sneered disapprovingly, "If you really think she is important, you won't even notice that she has such a severe depression."

"If you really think she is important, you should be able to find out whether she really doesn't mind at all after you take that wild mother and son home. You always say you value her, but you do everything that hurts her."

"Si Xingyun, you are not qualified to say these words."

Si Ming was in a terrible mood.

He asked Ye Jinchen to come out for a drink, but the other party said he couldn't come. He was not in Nancheng and didn't know when he would come back.

When Si Ming called, he found that Ye Jinchen's signal was extremely poor. He had to repeat a sentence several times before he could hear it clearly.

"Where are you? Why is the signal so bad?"

"A broken place where birds don't poop." Ye Jinchen gritted his teeth and felt deeply resentful. "You can never imagine how bad the conditions in this broken place are. Can you believe that in such hot weather, this ghost place doesn't even have an electric fan?"
Chapter completed!