Bai Shouye knew that the death of his brother Xue Fei was a huge blow to him, otherwise he would not have given up his bright future and left the company to become a mercenary. Later, he retired and returned to Southeast Asia without contacting them, and became a crappy bodyguard.
I don’t know how the old man found him here, but in short, once you embark on this path, there is no way you can get out of it for the rest of your life.
Seeing that persuasion was useless, he was too lazy to speak again, "As a brother, this is all I have to say. You can do whatever you want. Godfather is waiting for you in the VIP room. Go ahead and don't go against him."
Xue Peng picked up the wine glass with a cold face and drank it all in one gulp. Then he touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue, stood up reluctantly, and walked towards the VIP.
"Dad." When the door was opened, there was complete silence inside. The dazzling lights did not seem so exaggerated due to the strong aura of the person sitting inside. Instead, there was an unreal and dreamy feeling.
After all, it was a long time since we met, and without any warning, so it would be difficult for anyone to adapt for a while.
"Sit down." Su Junchi drank strong vodka alone. After so many years, he still liked it.
Xue Peng crossed his legs and sat down on the sofa, lowered his head and said nothing, waiting for the person opposite him to speak first.
Su Junchi looked at him coldly, drank another glass, and then said lightly,
"Not doing well?"
"It's okay. I slept soundly anyway."
"Humph." The person opposite laughed. "How can you be at peace with yourself when your brother's death is unexplained?"
"Since you know that I can't let go of Ah Fei's death, why did you let me come here?" Xue Peng finally raised his eyes. Even though the light was not bright at this moment, one could still faintly see the red bloodshot in his eyes.
"If I hadn't seen you next to Xixi today, I wouldn't bother with you." Su Junchi's face was slightly displeased.
"What is your relationship with Nanxi?"
The reason why Xue Peng came here so happily was to find out the relationship between him and Nanxi.
"She is the daughter of the woman I love most in my life. I want her to be my child." Su Junchi did not hide it.
Xue Peng on the opposite side frowned, then smiled, "Dad, I advise you not to dream. Nanxi, it's impossible."
"Why?"
"In her house in Yangon, she has been worshipping the tablets of the Nan family's ancestors and her grandfather and father, and she burns incense every day. Before she left, I saw her kowtow and worship respectfully. She values her family very much. How could she possibly acknowledge you as her godparents?
She is different from Su Zhiyao. She has everything she needs. She does things based on her own willingness. She always has various choices and will not take your little benefits seriously.
Also, don't you know what you're doing? Nanxi is such a pure and clean girl. If you really love her and want to treat her as your own daughter, then stay away from her and pretend not to know her. This is the best thing for her.
Before you, Southeast Asia had seen countless ruthless killers, but even those men had sent their children abroad long beforehand. To protect them from harm, they pretended not to know you and didn't even dare to meet you.
After hearing his words, the man opposite remained silent for a long time.
"Su Junchi, you claim to be open-minded, but in fact, you are more petty than anyone else. You call yourself a gentleman, but you always seek revenge. You say you love me and do it for my own good, but in fact, you love yourself the most. Your self-righteous love is a shackle to others..."
The words Yun'er said to him while crying once again emerged in his mind. Twenty years have passed, and the echo still lingers in his heart for a long time.
"You've always been like this. You always ask for something, and others just have to cooperate. You want to give something, and others just have to accept it. If they don't accept it, you think they look down on you and feel resentful. Su Junchi, I'm not your prisoner, nor am I your vassal. I am who I am, and I have the right to choose whether to accept it or not."
The delicate, weak, cold, yet choked and disappointed voice once again eroded his nerves like a spell.
"Yun'er... Yun'er... I was wrong... I was really wrong... Can you please come back..."
The confused man didn't know what day it was. He had a splitting headache, pressed his temples, closed his eyes and muttered, his face pale.
Xue Peng, who was sitting opposite him, had a tense expression on his face. "Dad... Dad... How are you? Are you okay?"
Su Junchi said nothing, lay on his back with his eyes closed, and breathed rapidly.
Xue Peng walked over to him, took out medicine from his coat pocket, fed it to him, gave him some water, and lowered the air conditioner temperature by a few degrees. Slowly, the person opposite finally recovered.
"Dad, isn't your illness under control? Why does it look worse today?"
"It's okay, it's an old problem." Su Junchi frowned, "Ever since I met Xixi, I've been in a trance recently. The memories that I had forced myself to suppress before have been reappearing in my dreams.
If Xixi became my daughter, and I could see her happily staying by my side every day, perhaps I would be able to let go of the pain in this life."
"You have a heart disease." Xue Peng sighed.
"I've never experienced love, so I don't understand your obsession, but I advise you to give up on it. Nanxi's personality is soft on the outside but strong on the inside. She's proud and protective, and her husband is not someone you can easily mess with."
Su Junchi pressed his temple and said, "Her personality is really similar to Yun'er. In the past, I hurt Yun'er because of my stubbornness. Now, I will never hurt Xixi again.
If she's willing, that's the best. If not, it's fine to treat me as an ordinary elder. Anyway, as long as she's happy and living a good life, why should I bother to be annoying?
Having lived most of his life, he is no longer the young man who almost tortured himself crazy because of an obsession. Many times, things will be better if you take it slow. Don't force it. There may be unexpected results.
"Since you're her bodyguard, you should protect her well. If you need anything, feel free to call me. Xixi can't suffer any injustice, understand?"
"Don't worry, Dad." Xue Peng nodded.
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Ever since Baru came back, Nanxi had to lie in his arms every night, bury her face in his neck, and smell his scent before she could fall asleep without feeling like she was going to have morning sickness.
Balu lay on the bed, waiting until her cries for help subsided and she fell into a deep sleep, then he carefully placed her on the pillow, took off his coat and placed it in front of her nose, then went to the bathroom to wash her underwear.
When he came out of the bathroom, it was almost midnight. He walked into the living room, lit a cigarette, and called the people sent to find Biaozi and Danmin again to ask about the latest progress.
The other side still replied that they had not found the person yet.
"Damn it, could it just disappear out of thin air?" The man scratched the back of his head in annoyance, feeling pent up in anger that he couldn't relieve. Danmin was so young, and Biaozi was a rough guy. He must not make the child sick.
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