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Chapter 811 It's My Fault, It's All My Fault...

Lu Jinhan frowned slightly, "I think it's better for you not to see her for the time being. I know Yinyin's temperament very well. If she didn't figure it out by herself, no one would persuade her."

Faint smoke filled the air, a little scarlet, flickering.

On the sofa, Song Yinyin was still in a deep sleep.

President Shimel's hoarse voice came from the microphone: "But, she..."

He hesitated to speak, paused, sighed again, and said, "Forget it, just listen to you. I am a failed father. I failed her mother back then, and then I failed her again. No matter what I do now I feel so regretful in my heart, I can never make up for the harm I did to her, it's my fault, it's all my fault..."

President Shimeier said intermittently, regretting the past, embarrassment, guilt, and remorse swept him again, and the circles of his eyes turned red with sourness.

"Since it's all in the past, Your Excellency the President doesn't need to think about it."

Lu Jinhan looked back at Song Yinyin on the sofa again, and promised: "Well, you wait patiently for news from me, and if the time is right, I will try to persuade her. But, don't hold too much hope."

"Okay, you are willing to help me, I am already very grateful... I owe Yinyin's mother, her, and you, all of which are too much..."

President Shimel let out a long sigh.

Having been with Lu Jinhan for so long, he trusted Lu Jinhan's character.

Hearing that Lu Jinhan agreed to help him persuade Song Yinyin and be his lobbyist, he felt much better.

……

Lu Jinhan hung up the phone, frowning all the time, the cigarette was in his hand but he didn't smoke much.

He didn't flick the long ash on the cigarette butt until the scarlet was almost burning to the cigarette, stomped the cigarette butt out with his shoes, and then turned back to the room from the terrace.

I don't know if it was the sound of him opening the patio door that disturbed Song Yinyin, and she woke up.

Looking back at Lu Jinhan who came in from the balcony, she rubbed her temples and sat up.

"When did I fall asleep?"

"Just now. Did you have a headache?"

"Well, a little bit."

She responded lightly.

Lu Jinhan walked over, sat down beside her, raised his hands to imitate how she massaged his head before, and gently pressed her temples.

"How do you feel?"

"Well, it's fine."

She didn't sleep long just now, but she had a nightmare.

In the dream, she saw Shana holding a DNA paternity test report, pointing at the tip of her nose, and complaining: "Song Yinyin, you are my father's daughter, and he is your biological father."

Immediately afterwards, my mother's voice seemed to come from my ear: "No! He is not! Yinyin, don't listen to them, he is not your biological father, he is not worthy at all!"

Then, it was Song Anqi's voice: "Song Yinyin, it's up to you? Why are you the daughter of the president of a country? How shameless, you dare to recognize the president as your father. I'm afraid you are not daydreaming!"

Then, there was Song Huaizhong's contemptuous face: "You should believe it now, I didn't lie to you back then, your mother was undisciplined, she became an unmarried mother before marriage, and I was just an unlucky ghost pulled by her!"

Then, the remorseful face of President Shimeier suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

"Yinyin, I was wrong, but listen to my explanation, okay? Don't go, stay with me, I am your biological father."

My mind was in a mess, until I woke up, the face of President Shimeier kept appearing in my mind, and my heart became more and more panicked.

(End of this chapter)