Hearing Song Zhilin's threat, Lu Zhiwei felt not fear or dread, but rather a sense of absurdity.
“Mr. Song, I used to sympathize with you, but now that I think about it, the only person in the Song family who deserves sympathy is your kind and simple son, Song Hanzheng.”
And you are the culprit who caused all the tragedy.
It was your selfishness that led Song Anran down a path she shouldn't have taken.
Song Hanzheng took the blame, and you can't accept that, so you come to me to vent your anger.
Lu Zhiwei was quick-witted and succinctly revealed the truth in one sentence.
Song Zhilin showed no remorse on his aged face, and slammed his cane heavily on the stone slab: "Enough, nothing you say will make a difference. If you want to save your son, you'll have to give your life."
You can trade your eyes for his eyes, your hand for his hand; you have no right to bargain with me.
“Uncle Song, if you ask me, don’t waste your energy. Lu Zhiwei is a selfish woman. How could she be willing to sacrifice her hands and eyes for her son? These are her most precious things.”
At that moment, two people emerged from the woods, one tall and one short.
The one who spoke was Su Ziheng, who appeared with Lu Anyu by the hand.
They followed Lu Zhiwei here.
Song Zhilin turned his gaze to Su Ziheng, but his eyes were drawn to the child beside him.
"Su Ziheng, who is this person next to you?"
“Uncle Song, this is my son with An Ran, his name is Ruixi.” Su Ziheng led Lu Anyu toward Song Zhilin: “Ruixi, go over and call him Grandpa.”
Lu Anyu did not budge an inch.
"I'm not going."
That old man is the big bad guy who kidnapped Mizuki, and now he's threatening his mommy's safety. He doesn't want to get close to that villain.
Su Ziheng tried to persuade Lu Anyu for a long time, but Lu Anyu just wouldn't go over.
Song Zhilin waved his hand, signaling Su Ziheng not to force him.
The old man looked at the child in front of him with kindness; the child's features did indeed resemble those of the Song family.
"Being able to see my grandson grow up so well means that our Song family has at least had an heir. Su Ziheng, although you didn't become my son-in-law, I have already accepted you from the bottom of my heart."
"Raise Ruixi well and she'll grow up to be an adult; then An Ran won't have wasted her time with you."
Song Zhilin gave Su Ziheng some instructions.
He knew he was doing something illegal, that he was going to kill Lu Zhiwei, so naturally he wouldn't live on.
“Okay, Uncle Song, I promise to raise Ruixi to be the best person. When he gets married, I will let him have two children, one with the Song family name and one with the Su family name. What do you think?” Su Ziheng flattered.
"That's for the best."
A smile finally appeared on Song Zhilin's face.
Lu Zhiwei crossed her arms and shook her head speechlessly.
"You know this old man, right? Then help me rescue Brother An'an." Lu An'yu tugged at Su Ziheng's sleeve and pleaded.
Su Ziheng grasped Lu Anyu's hands. "Ruixi, let me tell you, Lu Zhiwei killed your uncle and caused your mother to lie in the hospital and never wake up. This is the retribution she deserves."
"The sins of the mother must be paid by the son; this punishment will fall on Lu Anyu."
These words, spoken to Lu Anyu's face, were like an invisible knife piercing his heart.
Su Ziheng had no idea that the person standing in front of him was Lu Anyu himself.
Lu Anyu forcefully pulled his hand away from Su Ziheng's grasp.
"I don't care, I just want to save him, I just want to save him."
Su Ziheng was afraid that his son would ruin Old Master Song's bad deeds.
He stepped forward and hoisted Lu Anyu onto his shoulder: "Let's go back to the car. Don't worry about whether that kid lives or dies."
At this time.
Inside the small, dark room, Mizuki was personally brought in by her bodyguard. The tablet was playing live surveillance footage transmitted from the cemetery.
He heard his own father say not to worry about whether he lived or died.
It's one thing if his father doesn't recognize him.
He's still letting this bad guy kill him.
The scene changes.
More people have arrived at the cemetery.
This time, it was a rather large convoy of Luo Xiu's team, consisting of several off-road vehicles.
The car drove into the cemetery.
It directly knocked over several tombstones belonging to the Song family.
The car door opened.
Wearing leather shoes, Luo Xiu walked with a gloomy face, stepping over the tombstones as he approached Lu Zhiwei.
He was undoubtedly arrogant, wild, and disdainful of others.
By stepping on these tombstones, he was giving Song Zhilin a warning.
"How dare you! What kind of wicked creature is this, daring to knock down the tombstone of my Song family?"
Song Zhilin, leaning on his crutches, limped over.
Bodyguards lurking in the woods swarmed in, surrounding Luo Xiu completely with stun batons.
Luo Xiu looked at these children who couldn't even hold guns, and smiled with an extremely wicked smile: "Can these kill anyone? Want to try mine?"
After saying that, he pulled a brand-new custom-made pistol from his suit pocket.
Private gun ownership is not allowed in Yunzhou.
What Luo Xiu took out was indeed a rare and extremely intimidating item.
The bodyguards behind Song Zhilin were swallowing hard, caught in a panic.
"I'm late, Zhizhi. From now on, you're not allowed to act on your own, okay?" Luo Xiu played with the gun in his hand and walked step by step to Lu Zhiwei's side.
Lu Zhiwei glanced at his lively appearance and asked, "That knife didn't kill you?"
"Thanks to Zhizhi for sparing my life," Luo Xiu said with a smile.
Song Zhilin is an entrepreneur, not a professional kidnapper.
Originally, it was thought that Lu Zhiwei would be afraid of killing the hostage and wouldn't dare to bring anyone with her.
He hadn't expected so many people to suddenly appear, and the situation was somewhat beyond his control.
"Stop talking, all of you. Lu Zhiwei, this old man is ready to be buried in this cemetery today. My grave is ready here, and you must be buried with the Song family."
Otherwise, I will have the people at base dissect your son immediately.
"Just kill me if you want to, why all this nonsense?"
Luo Xiu glanced at Song Zhilin impatiently, his azure eyes turning icy and chilling.
“You…” Song Zhilin’s blood pressure soared with anger.
How could there be such an arrogant person? He's lived to be this old and has finally seen something like this.
"Stop just talking big and get your men to do it." Luo Xiu kept urging him on, further enraging the already emotionally unstable Song Zhilin.
Lu Zhiwei stopped Luo Xiu from speaking again with a look.
He then turned to Song Zhilin and said, "Release the person, or you'll regret it."
“I’ve done enough regrettable things in my life, so what do I care about adding one more? Lu Zhiwei, since you’re unwilling to do it yourself, then I’ll make you lose your son and suffer the same pain of spending the rest of your life in loneliness as I have.”
Song Zhilin was very clear that he could no longer harm Lu Zhiwei in the slightest.
He seemed to have made up his mind.
Looking up at the direction where the surveillance camera was hanging, he said, "I'll ask you one last time, are you going to save that child or not?"
“Let him die. He deserved to die anyway,” Luo Xiu blurted out without hesitation.
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