The female president's mad dragon bodyguard

"Come here and talk."

In front of outsiders, Sun Zhenwen waved his hand kindly. He was still the naive-looking old man with a white beard, kind and friendly.

The nurse caressed the back of her reddish hand, glanced at Sun Yinghe, and mustered up the courage to speak.

"The patient refused to cooperate with eating. I also followed the doctor's advice and deliberately chose a liquid diet that is easier to digest, but the patient insisted on what kind of steak he wanted to eat..."

After saying that, he carefully glanced in Sun Yinghe's direction and breathed a sigh of relief.

Sun Zhenwen looked as normal and comforted him, and asked the secretary behind him to give the caregiver a sum of money.

Staring at the wad of money that suddenly appeared in his hand, the caregiver looked up at the old man in suits and ties at a loss.

"You are..."

It's not that I haven't seen people who spend a lot of money, but the person in front of me seems to be very sensible. I don't know how he could raise such an arrogant and domineering son.

Sun Zhenwen comforted him with a smile.

"I'm causing trouble to you. You take care of your son. This money is considered as hard work."

The nurse was still thinking about refusing, but the secretary with quick eyesight and quick hands had already noticed Sun Zhenwen's impatience, grabbed the confused nurse and walked out.

After the door of the ward was closed, Sun Zhenwen was finally able to take off his mask and face the people close to him with his true self.

Sun Yinghe was still looking out the window impatiently, not knowing what he was thinking. He was still resenting his father in his heart.

Sun Zhenwen saw his son's pale face and wanted to blame him several times but never said it out. He slowly walked to Sun Yinghe's bed and sat down.

"Why, you lost your temper so early in the morning, who provoked you again?"

Sun Yinghe pursed her lips tightly, with a bit of unwillingness in her eyes.

"No one messed with me."

Sun Zhenwen couldn't help but sigh when he saw him like this.

"Why are you doing this? When did I say I won't help you get revenge? It's just that others have caught too many tricks these days. If you still look like this..."

Before he finished speaking, Sun Yinghe buried his head in the quilt and used silence to confront his father.

"I don't care about that woman anymore. As long as you promise me to break up with her as soon as possible, I will let you inherit the Sun family business in the future."

Sun Zhenwen was sure that Sun Yinghe would not give up all the property he could give him for an insignificant woman.

Unexpectedly, Sun Yinghe uncharacteristically did not answer.

Just when Sun Zhenwen was extremely confused, there was a loud sound coming from the quilt.

"I don't need your charity. Sooner or later I will take my own revenge."

His words also made Sun Zhenwen even more disappointed.

He was under tremendous pressure to prevent Sun Yinghe from being criticized by everyone. He just asked him not to go out and cause trouble for a while. Couldn't he do such a simple thing?

Considering that he was already his only son, the cold-blooded and ruthless Sun Zhenwen gave in for the first time.

"It's okay even if you don't want to break up with that woman, but you must not provoke the Lin Group during this period..."

His earnest words were particularly harsh in Sun Yinghe's ears.

He couldn't wait to cover his ears, but Sun Zhenwen's words still reached his ears through the gaps in the quilt.

"All right!"

Sun Yinghe yelled, then coughed heavily several times.

"Lin Group, Lin Group, why are you so cowardly now?"

With that said, without waiting for Sun Zhenwen to explain, he sat up from the bed and threw everything around him to the ground, as if this would relieve the hatred in his heart.

Facing such a crazy son, Sun Zhenwen sighed lightly. At this moment, he didn't know what to do.

"Qin Hongmian is not a simple person. She has already chosen to stand behind the Lin Group. How can I still confront her head-on?"

Just one piece of leverage in their hands is enough to reduce the company they worked so hard to build by half in an instant.

Sun Zhenwen is a businessman through and through, and it is impossible for him to be as motivated as Sun Yinghe, a playboy.

However, Sun Yinghe, a spoiled son, could not understand his father's painstaking efforts. Instead, he thought that his behavior meant that he had given up on himself.

"Qin Hongmian, who is Qin Hongmian?"

Sun Yinghe ignored the burning pain in his throat and shouted at Sun Zhenwen.

It's just a woman. Why does Sun Zhenwen just mention this name, it's like a mouse meeting a cat.

Besides, what is the relationship between Qin Hongmian and Ye Lengfeng?

Why didn't he let himself touch Ye Lengfeng?

Sun Zhenwen's patience had long been wiped out by Sun Yinghe's contradictory words.

He looked coldly at his son who was yelling at him hoarsely, and his eyes gradually turned as cold as looking at a stranger.

"It is precisely because I am your father that I am telling you this based on the principle of being responsible for you. Since you don't believe it, you should be responsible for whatever happens in the future."

Sun Zhenwen originally wanted to tell Sun Yinghe that his meeting with Ye Lengfeng last night was not a pleasant one.

But looking at his appearance now, there should be no need for it.

After all, no matter what he said, he would feel that he was incompetent as a father. Even though his son had become like this, he still kept saying that he could not go against the Lin Group.

Sun Yinghe suddenly withered. Now he has to live on the salary of the job he got because of his father every month, and it is impossible to break away from the Sun family.

Sun Zhenwen wanted him to endure it, but he couldn't.

After a long while, he slowly choked out a sentence from his throat.

"Even if I don't go against the Lin Group, why can't I touch Ye Lengfeng?"

"Ye Lengfeng has something to do with our family."

I thought that if I said these words, Sun Yinghe would feel more at ease.

Unexpectedly, he said something even more impatiently.

"Then just kill him, so that no one will have anything to do with us."

Sun Yinghe's stupidity also made Sun Zhenwen realize the reality completely. He took a deep look at his son, turned around and left the ward without looking back.

Seeing that the meeting between father and son ended on bad terms, Sun Yinghe was so angry that he yelled for the caregiver to come over, but no one came for a long time.

Sun Yinghe sat on the bed angrily. If it weren't for his current health condition, he would have really wanted to catch up and ask for details.

Thinking of what Sun Zhenwen said to him just now, Sun Yinghe always felt that he had forgotten something.

It seemed that there was something more important waiting for him to deal with, but he couldn't remember what it was.

After a while, Sun Yinghe slapped his head and remembered his secret lover who was discovered by his father.

He hurriedly picked up his cell phone and made a call.