"Give me a glass of water." Fu Shiting sat down on the sofa.

The housekeeper immediately brought a glass of water and handed it to him.

He took the water glass, took a sip, and began to think about the consequences he would face after the operation.

Before today, he hadn't really thought about it.

What Gene Carrier said to him tonight made his dead heart ignite a lingering hatred.

He would not have been lonely here.

Why did he fall like this?

Does his life really have to be wasted in such a senseless way?

He was not reconciled.

Whether he is Fu Shiting or Yun Shijie's illegitimate son, his life should not be destroyed and defined by anyone.

He doesn't want anyone to look up to him, what he wants is that others can't look up to him.

After putting the water glass down, he said to the housekeeper, "Give me a pen and a notepad."

The housekeeper immediately went to get him a pen and notepad.

He took the pen and notepad back to the bedroom and locked the door.

After turning on the bedroom light, he strode to the desk.

If this operation is to be done, then he needs to write some key information on paper.

In case, after the operation, I really don't remember anything, and I can have a certificate for doing things when I see this notebook in the future.

He hesitated for a few seconds before writing.

After figuring out what to write, he took a quick note�

��I have three children, Qin Zihan, Qin Ruila, and Fu Ziqiu.

��Both of my parents died, and everyone I cared about has passed away.

Writing here, he suddenly stopped.

There was a sharp pain in my heart.

There seems to be nothing left to record.

Apart from the three children, the person he cared about most was Yin Yin, but Yin Yin was already dead.

And Qin Anan... He didn't want to think of her, let alone record her name.

As long as he thinks of her face and sees her name, he feels like he has been pierced by thousands of arrows and is in pain.

The human body has a stress response. He is holding the pen now and wants to write down the words 'Qin An'an', but his fingers are shaking violently!

He had no way of writing these three words at all.

The next day, eight in the morning.

Fu Shiting came out of the bedroom.

At a glance, he saw Gene Carrier sitting on the sofa in the living room.

You don't need to ask, you can guess that Jin Carrier is forcing him to answer.

"Shi Ting, you're up! Let's go to breakfast first. Let's talk about business after breakfast." Jin Kaili got up with a smile and strode towards him. JrNovels.com