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Chapter 103 So, How Many Days Do You Have To Live?
He looked at her, with a soft tone of memory, "Gentle, you know, I used to hate rainy days. But now with you, even in such a humid rainy day, I feel warm."

Hearing this, Zheng Weiqing frowned with a smile, and there was some blush on his face.

On a rainy day, the room is warm.
But at this moment in the Haiyue Group, Shen Zhao stood in front of the large French windows, with a gloomy background between his brows and eyes.He just looked at the dark sky outside the window for a long time without moving.

He came back to City G last night. Shen Yinian's brain cancer is terminal, so he must come back.After all, they are the biological father and son in the eyes of the world, and they are as cold-blooded as Shen Zhao, so they can't be untouched.It's just, it's just a touch.

For Shen Yinian, life or death is actually not very important to him.

Secretary Zhao Yang opened the door and walked in, and said softly: "Chairman, the time for dinner you and your father agreed is almost here."

Shen Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was impatience in his eyes.He sneered, shook out a cigarette from the cigarette box, and smoked it carelessly.

Seeing his appearance, Zhao Yang also knew that he was in a bad mood, so he stood there quietly without urging him.

Shen Zhao turned and walked towards the reception table, put out the cigarette, got up, and said casually: "Let's go."

Shen Yinian is not in good health and is not suitable for going out, so this dinner is arranged at the Shen family's house.

The arrangement of the dinner is not extravagant, but it can be seen that it is meticulous and meticulous, and everyone in the family is very concerned about Shen Zhao's return.

After all, the present Shen Zhao has great power in his hands, and it's just a matter of one sentence to kill others.

It was the evening at this moment, and the lights in Shen's house were as bright as day.Shen Yinian was sitting in a wheelchair, with several nurses beside him massaging his swollen fingers and body due to illness.

The moment Shen Zhao came in, everyone paused.

If it was in the past, Shen Zhao would definitely make it difficult for everyone up and down, but now, his heart is probably getting colder, and he almost doesn't even have such emotions as hatred and dislike.

Shen Yinian was sitting in a wheelchair, his eyes were full of cloudy light, and he didn't have the look of arrogance and self-indignation in the past.No matter what kind of person it is, once it encounters aging and illness, the ending will probably be tragic.

As powerful as his father, Shen Yinian, is no exception.

Seeing him arriving, the housekeeper hurriedly walked towards him.But he dared to look at his face, and said submissively: "Master...you are back..."

Shen Zhao turned a deaf ear and passed the housekeeper.

He stood in front of Shen Yinian, looking at the man in front of him with a hideous face due to the oppression of the tumor, his heart hardly fluctuated.

He looked at him lightly, and when he spoke, his tone was cool: "They told me that you are dying, so, how many days do you have left to live?"

Shen Yinian looked eagerly at Shen Zhao in front of him, his whole body was swollen due to the pressure of the tumor, so that when he spoke, he was not very quick: "Shen Zhao... Shen Zhao, that's my father, I just miss you."

Shen Zhao listened, raised his brows slightly, and smiled sarcasticly: "But ever since I left this house where people are fighting each other, I have never thought about you."

However, Shen Yinian didn't seem to mind at all, he was about to die, and even his mood became much calmer.He smiled, and said in a slightly hoarse tone, "You...I'm very happy that you can come back."

(End of this chapter)