You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 6102: Heartbroken

Father He was stunned.

He never thought that He Chuanyang would treat him like this.

He has only one son, He Chuanyang. Although he is strict with He Chuanyang, he is more strict, but since childhood, other people have children. He has never been short of He Chuanyang. He passed by He Chuanyang, but at this moment, He Chuanyang resolutely said that he would sever the father-son relationship with him!

"Chuanyang, how did you, how did you become like this?" He looked at He Chuanyang sadly and asked, "You don't recognize your six relatives, so what's the difference between you and a beast?"

"You can say how you like," He Chuanyang sneered, "Kneel as long as you like, and kneel for as long as you like, I won't accompany you!"

He picked up the car keys on the table and walked out.

"Chuanyang, stop!" Father He got up and chased after him, grabbing his arm.

He Chuanyang shook off his hand and looked back at him, his eyes were as cold and cold as ice and snow swords: "What? Do you want to imitate your father and give me a knife?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Father He was full of incomprehensible pain, "I am your biological father!"

"Yes, you are my biological father, a biological father who sees others trying to kill me but is indifferent," He Chuanyang looked at him coldly and said, "If you really think I am your son, please Complete me, try not to appear in front of my eyes in the future, I will definitely be very grateful to you."

"Cuanyang, how could you treat me like this?" Father He shook his head painfully: "I only have one son of you..."

"I'm tired of hearing this," He Chuanyang said with an expressionless face, "This sentence is the weapon you used to morally kidnap me. Apart from that, I don't see any other meaning of this sentence. "

"You..." Father He's mind was blank, and he couldn't think of anything else.

"Do you know?" He Chuanyang looked at him coldly and raised the corners of his mouth mockingly: "Now I feel disgusted when I see your face! If there is an afterlife, let me choose, I would rather be reborn In a poor family, I don't want to be your He Congpei's son! If you still have the backbone to be a man, please don't appear in front of me again in the future. When you are old, I will pay you to retire , don't worry!"

After speaking, he turned around and strode out.

This time, Father He did not chase.

His heart is broken.

A heart is like being frozen into ice and then shattered by someone striking with a sharp sword.

Torn apart.

He Chuanyang's words echoed in his ears over and over again.

He had a clear conscience in his life and tried his best to be a son, a good husband, and a good father, but in He Chuanyang's mouth, he was nothing.

The most unacceptable thing for him was that He Chuanyang's words sounded very reasonable.

His life is a life of failure.

His father loves his younger brother more.

His wife loves her family more.

His only son, to sever his father-son relationship with him.

His life, until now, has been a lonely life, without a person who loves him wholeheartedly.

He seemed to have come to this world for nothing... nothing.

A sudden colicky pain in his heart, he clutched his chest in pain, and after a violent churning of his internal organs, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

The strong feeling of suffocation caused him to open his mouth and gasp for breath. He wanted to call for help, but it was as if someone was strangling his neck and he couldn't make a sound.