Anxia Xia clenched her fists and did not open her face: "even if you apologize, I will not forgive you!"

It doesn't matter if not every word of sorry can be exchanged.

"I don't ask you to forgive me. It's better to hate. At least You will remember me. " Mr. Song is breathing harder and harder. "Next life, I hope you don't meet a father like me."

His consciousness began to blur, and he shouted a few nonsense. Anxia Xia came to hear clearly. He called "a le".

Is it calling her mother?

An Xiaxia didn't understand why his name was Zhong Le before he died.

Mr. Song's situation became more and more serious. Anxia panicked and rang the call bell. A group of doctors and nurses rushed in and surrounded Mr. Song to rescue him.

Anshasha was pushed out, a pair of strong hands, grabbed her waist.

Sheng Ezer took her to the bench in the corridor and Anxia Xia covered her face and cried uncontrollably.

"I hate him very much, why do I know that he is going to die, and I will suffer..." Anshasha's shoulders shrugged.

Sheng Yize patted her shoulder: "after all, he is your father, suffering is normal."

An Xiaxia was in his arms, crying loudly.

Chu's rhyme never came, but song's late came. He stood outside the operating rooms at a loss. When he saw an Xiaxia on the other side, he rushed in panic, "how's my daddy?"

Sheng Yize glanced at her and raised her eyebrows.

Someone put her out of jail?

Song Qingwan thought of this, and immediately stepped back nervously for several steps. His eyes turned and he said with a smile, "brother in law..."

"I don't know. Xia Xia has a sister." Sheng Yize, with a sneer in his eyes, did not recognize song Qingwan's identity.

Song was embarrassed at night. After peering on tiptoe for a long time, he saw that Mr. Song's assistant was coming, followed by a line of lawyers in suits.

She hurried up and said with a shy face, "assistant Nan, has my father's will been changed? Is all the inheritance right given to Anxia?"

The South assistant frowned, and a trace of danger crossed his brow: "Mr. Song is in danger. Are you still worried about the will?"

"Of course I have to care! Hello, what's your attitude? " Song Qingwan raised his chin and asked willfully.

South assistant ha ha smiled twice: "it's like drinking water. It's cold and warm. It's not worth it to replace Mr. Song!"

As soon as song Qingwan saw his attitude, he knew that the will never changed. She stamped her feet angrily and rushed to Anxia: "it's all you! It's not enough for you to take my man, but also my property! Even daddy favors you! Anshasha, I hate you! I hate it! Give me my things back! "

Sheng Yize spits out a word coldly: "roll!"

Song Qingwan is a blind man. At that time, she was thinking that once Mr. Song died, she would not get anything, and would become a illegitimate daughter. She was furious and pointed to an Xiaxia and scolded: "bitch! Who knows if you are my father's daughter! I don't know how many men your mother has cheated on, and who knows what you are! The right of inheritance is clearly mine... "

Sheng Yize can't help but is pulled by an Xiaxia.

An Xia Xia wiped his eyes, stood up and slapped Song Qing late!

"Even if I throw away my things, I will not give them to you!"