Shang Qian walked in, glanced around indifferently, and curled his lips:

"I heard that your health is much better?"

I remember when I first came in, Shang Qun's condition was not ordinary.

When people reach middle age, their most beloved son becomes a vegetable, and their most proud career becomes someone else's. How can normal people bear this blow?

But Shangqun is not a normal person!

Anyway, he is also a person who has made a place in the shopping malls of M Country.

The remaining power is still there.

Shang Qun looked at Shang Qian with time, without any compromise or kindness in his eyes:

"I disappoint you, I'm still far from death."

Now that the two have broken up, there is no need to maintain the apparent father-son relationship for some interests.

After all, as far as the current situation is concerned, Shang Qian is a complete winner.

Seeing this, Shang Qian sat down on the sofa opposite without any hesitation. His long legs occupied most of the position, giving people a sense of oppression in an instant.

Shang Qun had to admit that he was no longer the same as his son whom he had looked down upon since childhood.

Otherwise, with his ability, it would be too easy to leave this nursing home.

But in fact, he is now so constrained that he can't even get out of the door.

How ridiculous.

Shang Qian's voice was cold and his eyes were a little weak:

"I know, this school has contacted you. What happened to Shang Group recently is your guidance, right?"

This sentence is not a question, but a sure tone.

Shang Qun's eyes flashed and he snorted proudly.

Look, he is still scared?

Ginger is still spicy.

"Do you think I will surrender and wait to die if I lock me up here?

Shang Qian, don’t forget, I am you, I gave your life to me. If you collude with that woman and dominate the business, can you rest assured?

Have you ever thought that that woman only uses you for the sake of the merchants? Do you deserve the merchants if you treat me and Shangyi like this?"

Shang Qun said his chest was up and down, and it was obvious that he had wanted to point at his nose and scold him.

It turns out that he is a bitch-like ungrateful wolf. He should have thrown him to death!

Shang Qian waited for him to finish scolding before raising his eyelids, with a little indifference and sarcasm at the corners of his lips:

"I will feel the supreme honor whenever I have something worthy of her use."

He smiled, and when he mentioned "her", his eyes softened for a moment, and it flew away in an instant.

Looking at him again, his eyes were as cold as ice.

"I just knew that you were eating the merchant's food and thinking about harming the merchants. It was only today, and I should have..."

Shang Qun was so angry that he paused for a second when he was excited.

Shang Qian smiled and spoke in a light tone: "Should you push me down the window too?"

Shang Qun suddenly widened his eyes and looked at him in disbelief, his face pale.

"What did you say?"

He was uneasy and wondered if he knew something.

Shang Qun stroked the corner of his eyebrows, his voice was hoarse and cold:

"Before my mother jumped off the building, someone gave her a lot of sleeping pills and asked the psychologist to guide her to jump down and get rid of her.

The psychologist Shang Yi found has been trying to kill my mother for more than a day.

You knew that her existence would make Shang Yi's mother unhappy. That afternoon, the servant put sleeping pills in her food, and with the inducement in her heart, he jumped down the moment I went to see her."

He calmly narrated something that seemed to have nothing to do with him.

But this really happened to me.

Shang Qun's face turned pale little by little. His pupils shrank, and his neck was stiff and lifted at a strange angle, as if he was strangled to his throat.
Chapter completed!