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He Tingyu nodded politely to Ziyu and watched her leave...

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Yuan Zifeng was already a little unconscious on the bed. In his cloudy vision, he seemed to see a pair of beautiful Rouyi stretching towards him...

"Mom, talk to grandpa."

He Tingyu looked at Yuan Zifeng's condition, and the instrument on his side was already telling him that his grandfather's life was counting down.

He walked up to Yuan Gungun, grabbed her arm forcefully, and took her to Yuan Zifeng's bed.

"No...I don't want...I'm going to make breakfast for Dad...Yes! Dad hasn't had breakfast yet? What should I do this morning?"

Yuan Gungun didn't know where he got the strength to throw away He Tingyu's hand, but turned around and walked out without crying, his eyes red.

Before He Xiao could reach out his hand, He Tingyu quickly grabbed Yuan Gungun's hand and pulled it back forcefully.

His hands were neither light nor heavy, so she couldn't struggle and looked at her mother who was running away and didn't want to face her.

"Mom, grandpa doesn't have much time. You can walk out of this room now, but once you walk out, you will never have a chance to talk to grandpa again in this life."

"Do you really want to choose to escape? Your escape will not let grandpa survive. It will only bring you a lifetime of regrets, regrets that can never be made up for!"

He Tingyu's voice was very steady, neither too loud nor too soft, and every word struck Yuan Gungun's heart as he tried to escape.
Chapter completed!