"Do you know how Su Zhuo died? It wasn't me who killed him, it was you. It was you who thought you were right. It was you who pushed your son off the building with your own hands!!!"

Su Qinghe's face suddenly changed, and his wrinkled face turned pale instantly. At this moment, the old man seemed to be in a "critically ill" state, his lips turned white, and his whole body started to tremble.

He narrowed his eyes, glared angrily at the man in front of him, and accused in a trembling voice:

"You're talking nonsense."

"Am I talking nonsense?"[

Xue Ziran smiled instead of being angry. He even came closer and whispered in his ear slowly:

"I am the pusher and you are the mastermind. Why did Su Zhuo choose to jump from there and why he chose to commit suicide? Su Qinghe, you can't guess that he is your son, the son you raised by yourself.

How could you not know what he thinks?"

He took two steps back, looked at the old man's increasingly pale face, smiled evilly with his mouth open, reached out and patted his shoulder, pretending to be gentle and kind, imitating someone's voice and calling him:

"Dad, I only ask you this once, please let go and help me, three million, you lend me three million for capital turnover..."

That tone, voice, and even that expression, this man imitated so perfectly that Su Qinghe staggered back and looked at the man in front of him with wide eyes.

The scene from more than ten years ago suddenly appeared clearly in front of his eyes. The last time they met, Su Zhuo's pleading face was the first time he showed defeat after the quarrel between father and son, and it was also the first time he lowered his posture to the lowest level.

But..., he was still tough at that time. He saw his plea but not his compromise, so he didn't let him get his wish. He just coldly shook off his hand and said:

"Since this is the path you choose, don't rely on anyone else and swallow your own bitterness."

Su Zhuo must have felt so chilled and desperate at that time. Unless he had no choice, he would not come here to find him, but what did he say and what did he do?

Su Qinghe didn't dare to think about it, and sat down on the edge of the bed in defeat. His heart contracted rapidly and beat erratically. His throat seemed to be suddenly strangled by someone, and even his breathing became rapid.

Seeing his painful look, Xue Zihuan smiled even colder and added more fiercely:

"Su Qinghe, without your acquiescence, how could I have dared to act so unscrupulously?

You are just using me, but now that I am dead, you have found a good scapegoat to soothe your remaining conscience.

If you don’t blame me, how will you face Su Jinran and the orphans and widows Su Zhuo left behind!!!"

In a blaming tone, he cut open the bloody cause and effect of the original planting and displayed it in front of the two of them. The old man's back became more stooped and older, and his whole body was trembling and speechless.

It is precisely because what Xue Zihuan said is right that he is so decadent. This man is ruthless and sinister in what he does. He knows how to grab people's soft spots and rub them hard.

If it were before, how could Su Qinghe be defeated by him?
Chapter completed!