บท 851: Times of Crisis（4）

Ling Tianya looked at the seemingly ordinary fountain pen in her hand. There was nothing special about it; no one would notice it no matter where it was. However, this pen felt incomparably heavy in Ling Tianya's hand.

"Dad, what do you mean?" Ling Tianya was sharp enough to sense that Ruan Qishan seemed to be giving his last instructions.

Ruan Qishan looked out the window with a hint of regret in his eyes. "I want you to live, and I want my grandson to live, so I must die!"

"Dad!" Ling Tianya's eyes widened. "No, have faith in me; I still have cards to play; I'll think of something—we'll all be fine and no one needs to die!"

"Tianya..." Ruan Qishan smiled as he looked at Ling Tianya, his gaze full of fatherly love. "You must forgive me, as I've made some mistakes in the past. I'm old. My brain is not as clever anymore, and sometimes I can be easily tricked. I've said some unkind words to you, so please don't be angry with me."