作者: Su Zhishui 機械翻訳
Hearing this, Xia Jitian pulled himself out of his world. He looked up and saw his proudest son sitting across from him.
How long had it been since he and his son had sat down and talked face to face?
It had been a long time... ... So long that he had almost forgotten what his son looked like ...
But after careful observation, he found that his son looked like him. He was full of heroic spirit, but his face shape was like his mother's. He was slightly thin and had an oval face, but he was a more romantic young man than when he was young.
No, not only was he more dashing and charming than when he was young, even his methods and courage were many times stronger than when he was young.
Indeed, the younger generation was better than the younger one. The younger generation was stronger than the younger generation... ...
Xia Jitian did not say anything, but XIA Chuanxu sighed softly. He put his hands on the table and slightly clasped them. He said, "Dad, don't think too much about this matter. Let your son handle it. "
"What do you plan to do? " Xia Jitian looked at him and asked stiffly.
"after all, such a thing happened during the national live broadcast. Those old fellows in the parliament would definitely not behave themselves. Their son would not dare to cover it up, so he could only hand it over to the High Court first. " Xia Chuanxu said this in a difficult and cold manner.
It was not impossible to suppress the matter, but if that happened, Xia Jitian would probably face a prison sentence, not to mention running for president.
However, not only did Xia Chuanxu not suppress it, he even wanted to send his father to the court.
If this were to spread, Xia chuanxu would receive a lot of praise for being a righteous person who killed his family.
It was not that Xia Jitian did not understand the reasoning behind this. He just listened quietly and then laughed.
"Alright, my good son, Xia Jitian, do whatever you want. "
His voice was full of compromise and vicissitudes of life. It was sad and heartbroken.
"..."Xia Chuanxu looked at his father and his heart skipped a beat. He frowned.
Could it be that his father had already guessed that he was the one who did this?
But since things had already come to this, shouldn't the person who should be suspected the most be Lu Yiming?
Xia Chuanxu was deep in thought, and Xia Jitian seemed to have seen through his thoughts. He let out a long sigh "Chuanxu, you are my son. What are you thinking about? How could I not know? Only my family knows about that incident back then. Even if Lu Yiming has the ability to reach the heavens, he wouldn't know about it for no reason. "
The JI family wouldn't say anything.
They still had to protect Ji Xiaofu's face.
Xia Chuanxu's face darkened. When he looked at Xia Jitian again, his eyes were filled with hatred. "I'm not the only one who knows about this. How can you be sure that I did it? "
"Although Xianglin hates me, she cherishes her family's honor more than I do. If this matter is announced, other than crushing me, what benefits can she get herself Mingzhu is still in prison. She can't do anything. As for Xiao Qi... ... I know her. Don't look at her as if she's indifferent to me on the surface, but deep down, she's a good child who knows how to cherish family ties." Xia Jitian then raised his eyes to look at Xia Chuanxu "among these children, you're the most like me. For the sake of power, for the sake of an official career, you can give up anything. I gave up the person I love the most, and you... gave up on me, the biological father who raised you for more than twenty years. "
Hearing this, Xia Chuanxu did not speak for a long time.
He furrowed his brows again and again, and his face sank again and again. "You knew it was me. Why didn't you say it when you were on stage just now? "