Song Siqing's face turned pale and she was completely confused.
My head was buzzing and blank.
She must have heard wrong, He Xizhou's voice was not real, she must have been hallucinating just now. Song Siqing ignored the pain in her body, she struggled to get up, and the traces of embarrassment on her body made Shen Wanxing step back.
Shen Wanxing was also shocked by the news from He Xizhou.
Although the old man did something wrong, he loved scientific research wholeheartedly.
"Are you lying to me? How could my grandfather commit suicide? He won't die. How could he just abandon the scientific research project and die." Song Siqing's voice was trembling, she didn't believe it.
This must be a joke.
"This is his suicide note."
He Xizhou threw the phone in front of her, and the other party passed it over.
"He died because he was kicked out of the scientific research team. And he wanted to use his own death to save your life."
Mr. Song has been upright and honest all his life, and he loves this only bloodline so much.
But Song Si's love was distorted.
Even though he was crooked, he was still the only bloodline of the Song family. He had no shame in living in this world. He committed suicide and wrote a suicide note asking He Xizhou to let go of his only granddaughter.
She cried loudly and cried blood every word.
Song Siqing's hand was still stained with blood. She held the phone in her hand tremblingly and gently swiped the screen.
Mr. Song's handwriting is very beautiful. Even though online communication has become popular, he still retains the most original way of recording. Although his handwriting is not as good as that of famous writers, it is still unique.
Song Siqing was taught by her grandfather since she was a child. The old man held her hand and taught her to write her name one stroke at a time.
He never hit her, nor was he willing to scold her.
Tonight was the first time she had been slapped by him.
It was also the first time that she truly felt her grandfather's love for her, and it turned out that he could give up his life for her.
He has been holding her hand since she was a toddler to now for more than 20 years.
"grandfather……"
Song Siqing's throat felt tight and sore, and tears fell down drop by drop.
"Grandpa, I'm sorry. I know I was wrong. I was really wrong."
She held her head and cried loudly, curling up on the ground.
"I regret so much! I shouldn't have done such a thing, and I should cherish Fuyun Island that you protect. Grandpa, as long as you come back, I will do anything." Regret spread like a spider web and occupied her heart, She couldn't be more wrong.
Those jealousies and hatreds were no match for her regret.
If she could do it all over again, she would never target Shen Wanxing, nor would she put herself in such a situation.
Harm others and harm yourself.
"Mr. Song asked me to spare your life, but I won't kill you."
He Xizhou didn't have any sympathy. Song Siqing had reached this point entirely because of herself.
She may have been filled with confusion, and she betrayed Fuyun Island at random by Bai Wenqing. If it didn't happen this time, there would be another time.
Song Siqing cried bitterly, she could not forgive herself.
Mr. Song used his own life to teach her an unforgettable lesson, making her live in regret from now on.
"I killed grandpa with my own hands. If I hadn't been the bastard, he wouldn't have died."
She is the stupidest woman in the world!
Shen Wanxing glanced at He Xizhou, her fingers hooked his palm, and she felt uncomfortable. Maybe He Xizhou was also sad. He respected Mr. Song very much, and he was also his capable subordinate.
"Song Siqing, I will send you off the island tomorrow, but I will not let you go free."
He Xizhou said calmly.
He would not let a disaster happen at will. A country's nature is easy to change but its nature is hard to change. Who knows what kind of person Song Siqing is.
What if she forgets her regret tonight and returns to her old ways?
"Sir! I won't leave!"
Song Siqing wiped away her tears and said, "Tomorrow night, Nolan Charman will summon all the forces to besiege Fuyun Island."
She can no longer hurt Fuyun Island, which her grandfather has always maintained.
"Bai Wenqing said that he has passed the map to the Charman family, as well as the results of the third phase of the experiment. Nolan Charman asked people to start research, but the fastest way is to directly seize the research on Fuyun Island.
They agreed to secretly land on Fuyun Island tomorrow night, because it has been raining recently and the field of vision is limited. You must prepare in advance, Bai Wenqing will cooperate with them inside and outside. His equipment for contacting the outside world is placed on the roof of a residential building in the west of Fuyun Island."
"He must know more details, and you must arrest him and torture him. He also said that Nolan Charman is just a tool."
Song Siqing didn't understand.
Why is Nolan Charman, a duke, a tool in Bai Wenqing's mouth?
Maybe if you tell him, He Xizhou will understand.
"Sir! I know that my sins are extremely heinous. My sins will never be washed away in this life."
She could only go underground to make amends with her grandfather.
Shen Wanxing looked at Song Siqing's dejected face and explained everything as if he was explaining the funeral arrangements.
"Song Siqing, Mr. Song committed suicide because of you. This life of yours no longer belongs to you. If you want to die, you will have failed your grandfather's expectations. An ant is still alive, so you can't do anything about this blow.
Accept it? Song Siqing, don't let me look down on you."
Shen Wanxing said this purely for Mr. Song's sake.
"I...I won't!"
Song Siqing was told what was on her mind and quickly retorted.
Were she and Shen Wanxing natural enemies in their previous lives?
"I thought you were autistic after being beaten by me and wanted to escape with death. Don't act like a coward with no future."
She used provocation to hang Song Siqing.
"Let's go, isn't it cold?"
He Xizhou watched her wearing pajamas and his suit jacket.
She came out just like that. When He Xizhou touched her hand, it was cold and cold.
"It's okay if you don't tell me, but I feel a little cold when you mention it."
She wore too little. She wore long-sleeved and long-trousers home clothes and a suit jacket that was not very warm.
"Lin Yuan, call her back and watch her. Don't let her do stupid things."
"Okay, Mr. He."
Lin Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. He thought Mr. He was going to settle a score with him.
"The slippers are wet."
He Xizhou frowned and looked at Shen Wanxing's feet, his trousers were also wet.
He handed the umbrella to Shen Wanxing and then picked her up.
"Hold on."
"Um!"
She was obedient and tried to suffer less later.
She could imagine how He Xizhou would scold her if she stayed up late at night and ran out to do so.
The raindrops hit the umbrella, making a clicking sound, and then fell down along the umbrella eaves.
"Mr. Song, is he really dead?"
After being silent for a while, Shen Wanxing finally asked him.
She felt something was wrong. Women's intuition is always keen.
"You said he wrote a suicide note and committed suicide, but you didn't say whether he actually died by committing suicide. So, is he dead?"