Chapter 971 (1/2)

”Come on, let's get the tickets.” A moment later, Chu Yu shook his head and said.

From Chu Yu's expression, people could see that Chu Yu obviously didn't want to be known what the captain of the guard said. They all nodded and flocked to buy tickets.

However, there were only two people left, solemn and Chu Yu.

Chu Yu looked at the grave and said with a smile, ”you should have guessed it. It's him.”

A solemn ”um” sound, but did not say anything.

”In fact, I often hate him over the years. If it wasn't for him, maybe my life would be different, maybe the three of us wouldn't have such a tragedy, maybe your father wouldn't have died. And the culprit of all this, although not him, can also because of him. But... He is my own father after all. He gave birth to me and raised me. No matter what I do, I can't get rid of such an identity. In today's situation, we can only get our freedom by relying on his words. It's ridiculous... ”

Chu Yu was smiling bitterly, looking extremely painful.

Over the years, the shadow of her husband's death and her son's separation has always been shrouded in her heart, making her sleepless all night. The source of all this is all because of him. The old man of Chu family didn't agree with their marriage.

Originally, Chu Yu thought that he could completely draw a line with him. He didn't think about it and would not have any contact with him. But I didn't expect that, after all, I couldn't escape.

Hate or gratitude? Chu Yu no longer knew how to deal with his feelings. In fact, Chu Yu had already been informed that his health was no longer good, and that every year was worse than every year. I'm afraid there were not many days left.

If he had been able to say sorry to Chu Yu, he would have admitted that what he had done was wrong. Chu Yu will also rush back to see him as soon as possible. But he didn't.

This man, who is strong all his life and likes to control the whole Chu family all his life, will not allow himself to say sorry to others, even his daughter. Even if he knew that he had not had much time, he couldn't help missing his daughter, and the words from him were still so tough.

”Make enough to go back”, ha ha, he thought he was making trouble? When he died of his husband and lost his son, he got only one word?

Chu Yu held the palm of his hand with great force. His nails penetrated into his hand and made the palm white.

Solemnly aware that there was something wrong with Chu Yu's mood, he reached out and gently grasped Chu Yu's palm.

”Don't think about it. I'm here. Even if the whole world abandons you, you still have a son to shelter you. Come on, mom Solemnly, he took Chu Yu's hand and walked forward. It's like a picture of a solemn childhood fantasy, led by his mother walking in the sunset. Now, at last, he has, though a little late.

”Well.” Chu Yu fondly touched his solemn hair and nodded.

The airport has been informed to lift the ban on Chu Yu and his party. Flights to the United States also resumed, and Chu Yu and others just caught up with the latest plane.

The influence of China in Su Linan can be seen. The Chu family is just a word, and Su Linan's president has to sell his face.

After boarding the plane, under the solemn and covert action, Chu Yu fell asleep. Solemnly, he recalled with emotion what happened, but he felt that it was not true.

Solemnly decided to call the old man Fang Cun when he got off the plane and tell him the news. You can't forget master just because you have your own mother. In Xiangjiang, there are also three people worried about themselves. Maybe there are the same people in Mingzhu

”Waste!” A cold and proud young man gently put down his cup and spat out two words.

He just learned about Yu Bainian's death. The helicopter crashed, leaving nothing behind.

The reporter stood beside the young man, motionless. He would never speak rashly if he didn't speak.

”Long San, has my uncle been gone for three years?” The young man in a white Tang suit asked, playing with the thin bodied celadon cup in his hand.

The man thought a little, and then replied, ”young master Hui, it's just three years and 21 days.”

”Well. I still remember the day my uncle closed his eyes and told me to finish his plan. He has been the best to me since I was a child. After three years, I can't even fulfill his last wish! Am I useless? ” Click, the valuable thin bodied celadon cup was suddenly crushed to pieces by the young man, and the tea flowed to him.

”Young master, I don't know if you are useful or not. But I dare say that no one in the whole capital dares to say that Lord long is not. ”

”Ha ha, the words of outsiders are not worth the same. What I pursue is my inner happiness! What's more, what you just said is wrong. There was a man who snatched something from me! I haven't avenged my revenge yet. ”

This young man is Ma Rulong. The descendant of exorcism dragon clan who had a dispute with solemn because of moral mother money!