"Commander, you don't think that all of that is your credit, do you?"
Song Yiyi sneered, "Then you are too conceited."
"Do you know how many gunshot wounds and knife wounds he has? Do you know how many scars he has? Do you know what kind of circumstances caused those scars?"
"Do you know how much effort he has put in to get to where he is today?
"Do you know how many times the calluses on his hands have been broken and healed?"
"Do you know how many times he's been on the verge of death? How many times has he been in despair?"
Song Yiyi pulled the corner of her lips and said with a half-smile: "As a father, do you know what your son really wants?"
Cen Yue never plays the victim in front of Song Yiyi.
But that doesn't mean he isn't miserable.
It doesn’t mean that Song Yiyi can’t see it.
It doesn't mean she won't feel sad.
Just mentioning it made Song Yiyi feel a sore throat and mixed emotions.
Cen Yue lost his mother when he was born.
My father is also a complete selfish person.
Gu Chengze still has psychological trauma from his parents' divorce, let alone Cen Yue's situation. It's already very good that he can grow up healthily.
Song Yiyi spoke very quickly, not giving Cen Anguo any chance to speak.
"I'll answer for you, you don't know."
"You just want him to be an emotionless puppet, and he'll do whatever you point at. Once he's out of your control, you have to add more ropes and tie him up tightly."
“Bang!”
The teacup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces in an instant, and the crisp sound echoed in the living room.
Cen Anguo's eyes were as dark as ink as he glared at Song Yiyi fiercely. His breathing was even heavier. "A tree won't grow straight without pruning, and a person won't become talented without teaching! I'm his father. Without me, would he be where he is today?! And you're the one who's got to say that?!"
Song Yiyi didn't even blink.
She also stood up and threw everything on the coffee table to the ground one by one.
“Bang!”
“Pah!”
“Pah pah pah!”
There was a sound of shattering in the living room, which attracted the attention of the soldiers standing outside.
There were water stains all over the ground.
The crushed residue and tea leaves are mixed together.
Song Yiyi was still unhappy, so she kicked the coffee table and made it tilt.
"You thought beatings were necessary to make a man successful, but you didn't realize that all you brought to him was hatred and shame!"
"If you really think you did the right thing, then we will treat you the same way from now on. We will beat you every day to see if you can become a useful person."
Don't use the whip on yourself.
Never feel pain.
Why do some parents think that beating or scolding their children is a form of training?
They really need to train themselves in this way.
They were unhappy again.
"you!"
Cen Anguo's chest rose and fell violently, and it was obvious that he was very angry. "Someone come!"
His face was as gloomy as water and he roared angrily outside.
The sound of uniform footsteps was heard.
The living room was instantly packed with people, and the originally spacious place suddenly became cramped.
Cen Anguo held the edge of the sofa with one hand, took several deep breaths, raised his hand and pointed at Song Yiyi, "Hold her up for me!"
It wasn't necessary.
Cen Anguo did not intend to use such means.
He asked Song Yiyi to come over today with the intention of persuading her.
It would be best if she could recognize the situation and take the initiative to leave. That way, he would give her a way out for the sake of Song Yiyi and Cen Yue’s marriage.
Who knew this girl wouldn't listen.
Before Cen Anguo even started talking about business, she had already pissed him off to death.
Song Yiyi sat on the sofa, stretched out her hands, and said indifferently, "Come on, tie me up however you want, tie my hands or feet, or hang me up or shoot me."
"I'll just sit here and do nothing. Do whatever you want."
Song Yiyi appeared calm on the surface, but she was still a little panicked inside.
After all, she has a baby in her belly.
She kept arguing with Cen Anguo about these things just to delay time.
Just now, Song Yiyi and Liu Yao made eye contact in the compound.
They both knew what the other was thinking.
Liu Yao has already gone to call for help, she just needs to delay a little longer, a little longer.
Song Yiyi knew it clearly.
In this day and age, Cen Anguo would not really shoot her, and most likely he would not beat her either.
But from the brief conversation just now.
Song Yiyi could roughly guess Cen Anguo's purpose.
It's just that they feel that she has affected Cen Yue's future.
Since Cen Yue didn't know where to start, he started with her.
Song Yiyi knew that Cen Anguo wanted to brainwash her at first.
It would be best if she herself thought that it was because of her that Cen Yue became so unmotivated.
Cen Anguo wanted her to have an understanding.
That is, Song Yiyi is Cen Yue's stumbling block.
Song Yiyi chuckled, "Eunuch, if I'm not mistaken, that person just now was coming for Cen Yue, right?"
"Does he have a daughter in his family who will marry no one but Cen Yue?"
"The support Kang Ying can bring to Cen Bowen is money and children."
"Do you hope that the wife Cen Yue marries will bring him power?"
If that's the case.
Cen Anguo made a wrong calculation.
Cen Anguo frowned tightly and said in a strong tone: "You are quite clever. Since you know this, you should retreat now. Just ask for whatever you want."
Song Yiyi works at the Women's Federation in the hospital.
Cen Anguo had also heard of it.
He knew that even though he said he didn't want anything, in the end he still had to rely on his son.
Such a clever woman.
How can I be worthy of entering the Cen family!
However, if she leaves now, Cen Anguo intends to meet any conditions she puts forward.
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