The two children were doing their homework in the upstairs room. Zhan Yan poured a cup of warm tea for song Zhiyuan. Although he knew something about it, he still asked knowingly, "it's a rare guest. Why do you want to come to me? I don't remember. I have any friendship with you!"

"Zhan Yan, I know you don't like me very much. I also admit that I did calculate you. I'm sorry for those things!" Song Zhiyuan replied in a very hoarse voice.

It seems that song Zijin's death is a great blow to him, but at present, this man is not worthy of sympathy, and he can be regarded as suffering for himself.

"So? What do you want to say?" Zhan Yan sat down opposite him. Fu Beichen was beside her, but he never spoke.

Because it had nothing to do with him, it was not to ask song Zhiyuan to recognize his ancestors, and the person entrusted by song Zijin was not Fu Beichen, so it had nothing to do with her at the source!

Now it's up to Zhan Yan to make a decision. As long as she makes a decision, he, as her husband, supports her directly and unconditionally, it's over!

Song Zhiyuan was probably too tired, so he was powerless to speak. He didn't want to beat around the bush with Zhan Yan and said directly, "Zhan Yan, when I calculated you in the hospital, I knew that I owed you and would return it sooner or later, but I didn't expect to do so!"

"Those things have passed, and I don't like to hear that. If you came here today to say this, I know. If there's nothing wrong, you can leave. I have something else to do, and I have to cook for the children later!" Zhan Yan said indifferently, and it's a guest expulsion order.

Song Zhiyuan also heard it, so he didn't dare to say more about the past. The past has passed, and it's useless to apologize.

Those injuries still exist!

He paused and thought about how to say it. After a long time, he said, "zhanyan, I thank you very much for everything you have done for Zijin. These days, I also thank you for taking care of me without regret. This time, in addition to apologizing, I want to take it home without regret. I have nothing. No regret is the only thought Zijin left to me. I will take good care of her!"

After hearing song Zhiyuan's words, Zhan Yan couldn't help laughing, raised his lips, and laughed more and more, "The only thought? Song Zhiyuan, if you had this consciousness, Zijin wouldn't die so young, and she wouldn't die so miserable! Are you okay to come with me or regret? How are you? You're lonely now and need sustenance. Come or regret. What do you think she is?"

Song Zhiyuan frowned slightly, revealing some deep and melancholy, and did not refute Zhan Yan's words. After all, what she said was true, but he really wanted to go back to him without regret. If he hadn't been hanging because of no regret, he might have followed Zijin now.

"Zhan Yan, no matter what you say, don't regret that it's my daughter. I want her to come back to me. It seems that it's not your turn to interrupt!"

Zhan Yan sighed. Regardless of his eyes or tone, he was very contemptuous, "Song Zhiyuan, it's not my turn to interrupt? If you want to recognize without regret, should you also ask, do you want to recognize your father?"

"Song Buhui is my daughter, which she can't change. Even if she doesn't want to, she is also my daughter!" Song Zhiyuan said very firmly.

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