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Life is bitter

Hei Hao sneered and pointed at Hei Tian and said, "No matter who her daughter is, it will not be yours!"

Hei Tian slapped the table and shouted: "She is my daughter!"

As soon as he said that, both of them were stunned.

Hei Hao's face gradually turned pale: "What did you say just now?"

Hei Tian looked at his son, and deep pain spread in his eyes. He had wanted to bury those old past events in his memory and did not want to mention them again, but at this time, if he did not explain them clearly, it would be of no benefit to anyone.

"Hao, that woman named Xia Xun is your half-sister..." When he said this, Hei Tian's whole face wrinkled. It can be seen that he himself didn't want to say, "Do you still remember the photos you saw when you entered my study when you were a child?"

Heihao remembered that when he was five or six years old, he was playing around when he ran to Heitian's study room and saw a photo of a woman he had placed on the desk and forgot to pack up. Heitian was still young at that time, not only saw it, but also tore it off naughtyly. Later, Heitian discovered that he was locked in a small dark room for a whole day and night, but his mother was begging her to release her.

From that time on, he knew how cruel the father was to his son. Just because of a photo, he could lock his own son in that kind of place.

So...that photo from that time...

"She is Xia Xun's mother." Hei Tian sighed deeply, "I can't get a woman until I die..." He was depressed, and there was already fatigue between his eyebrows and eyes, as if he mustered up courage, and then said, "Your mother and I have a political marriage. I thought your mother knew... I didn't expect that she would fall in love with me in the end. I thought that both of us had what we needed..."

Hei Hao didn't want to hear this, he just clenched his fists hard and looked at Hei Tian hard: "What does Xia Xun's mother have to do with you?"

Hei Tian looked up at the excited Hei Hao, and his eyes turned to the photos he had compiled by Hei Hao, with deep attachment in his eyes: "You don't know what kind of person Xinrou is... She is the most beautiful and gentle woman in the world. I fell in love with her at first sight. But I can't get it. She loves another person." Speaking of the old past, Hei Tian spoke with some pain, "I used to rob you like you, but in the end, I lost her... She looked soft and weak, but she was very stubborn. I forced her and begged her, and she would still be with that person in the end."

Hei Hao's face slowly turned pale, and he suddenly shouted: "I don't want to listen."

In the huge company, Hei Hao was gasping violently. He felt that if he continued to talk, he would hear something amazing...

He didn't want to know. For the first time, he knew that he was afraid that this man would talk. If he continued to talk, he and her might not be able to save him...

It turned out that he was so brave that when he encountered Xia Xun's incident, something went wrong.

Hei Tian looked at the painful Hei Hao. This was his son, the son he had always been proud of. Even if Hei Hao hated him so much, he could not cut off the blood relationship between the two.

"Hao...you can't escape. It's impossible for you to listen to your father and you and her..." Hei Tian took a deep breath, "Xinrou was once the eldest lady of a big family, so naturally she was not afraid of my power. His father found out about my imprisonment... His father brought people to fight with me. The Hei family is very powerful, but his father is so heartless that he can't keep people. Xinrou was taken away..."

“…………”

"Later, I heard that Xinrou was pregnant..."

Hei Hao was trembling. He wanted Hei Tian to stop talking, but found that he had no courage to open his mouth.

Xia Xun is his half-sister?

How is it possible? Xia Xun is obviously younger than him. If Hei Tian said that, it was when he married his mother and his mother gave birth to him, Hei Tian still imprisoned Xia Xun's mother?

Heitian looked at Heihao's painful eyes and there was some truth. Although it hurts people when he said it, it would be of no benefit to anyone if he didn't say it.

"Yes, after marrying your mother, I fell in love with another person. But, I clearly agreed to your mother that political marriage is not relying on anything else. Why did it happen in the end..." Every time I think of the stubborn woman saying it doesn't matter in an indifferent tone, his heart ached faintly. How outrageous was he wrong before, which made today's sin.

"Father... Stop talking..." Hei Hao's voice was already trembling. He didn't want to get in touch with the truth. He finally fell in love with someone and actually told him how to accept this kind of thing?!

Hei Tian held Hei Hao's hand and whispered: "I thought the child in Xinrou's belly was knocked out and the person was gone. Her entire family was seriously injured after that battle and disappeared soon... I couldn't find her, I thought she was dead, but when I saw this photo, I knew that Xia Xun was Xinrou's daughter... Hao, do you understand?"

"I do not understand!"

Hei Hao waved Hei Tian's hand fiercely, his glasses were covered in blood, and he was in great pain: "Do you know what you are talking about now? Do you know what everything you are talking about now is to me? Why did you get back from Los Angeles! I don't want to see you at all!"

Hei Tian looked like Hei Hao was about to collapse, and he looked a little helpless. This man who had been in power for decades couldn't help feeling old when he saw his son.

"...Anyway, you can marry anyone. Only her, not." Hei Tian took a deep breath, "Hao, in a few days, we will bring people back. It is also considered to be..."

"Bang--!"

The silver bullet flew over Hei Tian's cheek. Hei Hao pulled out his pistol and said coldly to Hei Tian: "Get out."

"Hao..."

"Get out!"

"..." Hei Tian looked at him silently, shook his head, and stood up, "You think it through yourself. I'll leave."

Hei Hao watched Hei Tian disappear, his arms sag down.

There are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, illness, death, love and separation, long-lasting resentment, unable to seek, and unable to let go.

But when he just experienced how to love someone, he found that he couldn't ask for it...
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