"Do you think your good son's love for you as a father exceeds his concern for money and power?"
"Are you trying to sow discord?!"
Song Rushuang's heart skipped a beat, but she managed to remain calm.
"If you can only think about this level and are unwilling to face your true thoughts deep in your heart, then I have nothing to say."
Gao Yunyan calmed down immediately, as if he had taken Song Rushuang's words to heart.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have suddenly calmed down from the brink of rage.
Song Rushuang's heart was beating fast.
Even though she was mentally prepared, she had to admit that negotiating with a madman like Gao Yunyan was not an easy task.
Moreover, Song Rushuang believed it.
Gao Yunyan’s gun is definitely not just for decoration.
If what he said touched Gao Yunyan's forbidden zone, he would shoot him without hesitation.
No matter how much Song Rushuang wanted to help the Gao family, she never thought of sacrificing her own life for the Gao family.
If it really doesn't work, she will just run away.
After all, only when you protect yourself can you have the ability to help others.
Things like selfless dedication are what heroes do.
Lin Qianyi had already mentioned this issue early on.
One is the Gao family, the other is the Lin family.
There will be a fight between two giants. If Song Rushuang can't resolve it in one go, there will be no chance to resolve it a second time.
Lin Qianyi was always worried that Song Rushuang didn't listen to what he said.
But only Song Rushuang knew that she had actually heard everything.
But at that moment, I couldn't give Lin Qianyi a satisfactory answer.
So, it’s better not to say anything at the beginning.
After thinking for a long time, Gao Yunyan suddenly laughed.
Song Rushuang subconsciously exchanged a glance with Mr. Gao.
Both she and the old man looked a little solemn.
It seems that this is the first time that the old man has seen his son show such a crazy side in front of him.
Therefore, he found it even more difficult to accept than himself.
As for Song Rushuang, she simply thought that Gao Yunyan was sick.
Serious illness.
Even though no one paid any attention to Gao Yunyan, his laughter became louder and louder, almost irritating to the ears.
For Song Rushuang, it is not an exaggeration to call it the devilish sound that pierces her ears.
She tried her best to protect the old man on the bed.
In order to prevent Gao Yunyan from suddenly going berserk, like last time, he had to personally send the old man to death.
However, facts proved that Song Rushuang's worries were actually somewhat unnecessary.
Gao Yunyan's weirdness came and went quickly.
"You're right. There's really no need to dwell on what's written on those two pieces of paper."
Hearing this, Song Rushuang was about to release the pent-up anger in her chest. Halfway through, she heard Gao Yunyan's trembling voice slowly ring out:
"Please write a will right now, old man. Let's close the door and discuss who you should give all your belongings to!"
Song Rushuang's anger was immediately stuck in her chest, making her feel anxious.
As expected, scum is scum.
Or maybe Song Rushuang underestimated the person.
Let me ask you, Gao Yunyan is so obsessed with the will, how could he change his obsession just because of a few words of advice from an outsider like Song Rushuang?
Without waiting for the old man to respond, Song Rushuang quickly said:
"The old man is still recovering from his injuries. He can't even speak, let alone write!"
Anyway, any time we can delay counts.
As soon as Song Rushuang finished speaking, Gao Yunyan kicked her.
Song Rushuang was protecting the old man while thinking about how to stop him.
He was kicked out without noticing for a moment.
Suddenly, Song Rushuang spat out a mouthful of blood.
Because of such a physical problem, it is definitely not as simple as a kick.
Song Rushuang felt waves of piercing pain in her ribs, and her vision went dark and black. She felt as if she saw her great-grandmother.
"stop!"
On the bed, Old Master Gao roared at the top of his lungs.
Song Rushuang's reaction was too exaggerated. Not to mention the old man, even Gao Yunyan, the instigator, was shocked.
He didn't use much force in that kick just now.
"Humph, you are really good at pretending. No wonder the old man thinks so highly of you."
Song Rushuang wanted to curse, but she almost couldn't recover from the sudden attack.
She lay on the ground, ready to slow down.
But Gao Yunyan obviously didn't want to give her this opportunity.
But he didn't come towards him. Instead, he grabbed the collar of the old man lying on the bed and pulled him up suddenly.
At this moment, the old man's hands and the instrument interfaces on his body were scattered all over the ground.
Song Rushuang's pupils shrank sharply, and she admitted that she had seen it wrong.
How could Gao Yunyan be a madman? He was clearly a demon!
No one knew what he was going to do next. Song Rushuang stood up while enduring the severe pain, spat out the blood in her mouth, and rushed directly towards Gao Yunyan.
She was furious. Gao Yunyan didn't expect that Song Rushuang, who had just fallen to the ground, still had strength left and was caught off guard by the collision.
"Gao Yunyan, what kind of beast are you? This old man is your father! Do you want to know his fate with your own hands?"
"Dad? Haha, hahahaha."
Because of Song Rushuang's words, Gao Yunyan felt as if he had heard an unbelievable joke.
"Ask him yourself, does he treat me as his own son? He's a beast! I became what I am now, all because of him, because of his partiality and his indulgence!"
Song Rushuang rolled her eyes speechlessly.
When she heard such words before, she actually thought that Gao Yunyan was hateful, but also pitiful.
Now she just wants to give her former self a big slap in the face.
Song Rushuang should understand that some people are born bad. Such people can only remember the bad things others do to them, and can never remember the good things others do to them.
Isn’t Gao Yunyan such a person?
Song Rushuang was still sighing.
He had already been controlled by Gao Yunyan with a chokehold.
Just as Song Rushuang was about to struggle, she felt a familiar touch on her neck.
This time, Song Rushuang learned her lesson.
Mr. Gao's situation is not much better than Song Rushuang's.
His hoarse voice sounded a little tired: "Don't hurt the child, you... cough cough, what do you want."
The son was born by himself, so all the injustices he suffered were caused by himself.
Mr. Gao naturally felt that he should be held responsible for all this.
As for what Gao Yunyan wants, just give it to him.
But the most important thing is not to hurt this good child who truly cares about him.
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