As Song's father said, he trembled his fingers and took out a bank card from under the pillow and handed it to Xu Jiamu: "There is 100,000 yuan in this card, not Sisi's money, but I have earned myself over the years, and I will give it to you with the capital and profit."

Xu Jiamu frowned and didn't go to pick him up.

But Song's father directly stuffed it into Xu Jiamu's hand: "When you become a father in the future, you will understand my difficulties. A father would rather die than his daughter be so wronged. So you have to keep this money. I have no other intention. I just want to give my daughter to earn back her original dignity. If you respect my daughter, you should also take this money."

Although Song's father did not accuse Xu Jiamu of saying anything, he felt a little embarrassed.

"Si Si has known you for eleven years..." When Song's father said this, his tone was dazed: "Eleventh year, time is not short. In this life, there are not many eleven years. In this life, the best time for a woman is basically spent on you."

Hearing Song's father's words, Xu Jiamu held the bank card's hand and shrank for a moment.

Song's father paused for a while, turned his head and smiled at Xu Jiamu: "Although we have only known each other for three days, I can see that you have some feelings for Sisi. Otherwise, you would not have traveled thousands of miles to accompany Sisi and me, nor would you be busy with me, a dying person."

"The reason I gave up Sisi was because I asked you for something." Song's father said this and hesitated for a moment: "No matter whether Sisi is with you or with others in the future, I hope you can take more responsibility for her."

"I know my request is a bit too much. If she doesn't stay with you, you really don't have to take care of her, but I'm really worried about Sisi... I left, she has no relatives anymore. If she suffers grievances, she doesn't even have a place to cry. You don't know, the last thing I regret in my life is that I can't see her having a home..."

"I feel sad when I think about it, but I don't know who should ask for these words except you. Even if I beg you... Can you promise me that no matter whether you and Sisi are together in the future, if she doesn't live well one day and suffers grievances, you can help me take care of her and be her support..."

Xu Jiamu nodded without hesitation: "I promise you, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of her."

When Song's father heard Xu Jiamu's words, he finally smiled as if he was relieved.

"I've been talking for so long, and I'm tired too. I need to rest for a while. Go and see why Sisi hasn't come back yet?"

Xu Jiamu nodded, carefully supported Song's father and lay on the bed, covered him with a thin quilt before walking out.

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While Xu Jiamu was standing at the entrance of the community waiting for Song Xiangsi, he lit a cigarette and took several sips in a row.

All he thought about was what Song’s father said to him just now. As he thought about it, he didn’t know what was going on. He thought about it when he first entered the ward, Song Xiangsi grabbed his clothes and whispered, “Can you treat me a little better in front of my dad?”
Chapter completed!