You Are My Rare Passion

Chapter 6100

"Does it matter to you where I go?" he Chuanyang said faintly, "it's never good for you to find me. Why should I answer your phone?"

He Fu was angry: "Chuanyang, what's your attitude?"

"What attitude do you want me to have?" he Chuanyang raised his eyebrows and looked at him. "Am I wrong? It's good for you to come to me?"

"I..." he Fu choked and couldn't speak.

He Chuanyang ignored him and sat down behind his desk.

His father's face turned red and he couldn't find the steps, but he still had to do what he should do. He had the cheek to go to he Chuanyang: "Chuanyang, your grandfather was caught by the police, you know?"

He Chuanyang didn't look up and said indifferently, "what do you know? What if you don't know?"

He Fu said, "Chuanyang, he is your grandfather!"

"I know," he Chuanyang said, "so what?"

Father he said, "Chuanyang, you can't save your uncle, but you must save your grandfather. He is too old to stand the pain of prison."

"If you can't stand the pain of prison, don't do anything against the law," he Chuanyang sneered. "There is no provision in the law. When you are old, you can be exempted from legal responsibility and don't have to go to jail."

"The truth is such a truth, but Chuanyang, he is your grandfather!" he's father looked at him almost in a pleading tone and said, "Chuanyang, Dad, please help your grandfather and save your grandfather."

"You think too much of me. I don't have that much ability," he Chuanyang said. "He violated the national law. What can I do to save him from prison? Do you want me to rob the prison?"

"Chuanyang, I know you must have a way," he Fu begged. "I just ask you this thing. Chuanyang, Dad, please, you must save your grandpa."

He Chuanyang didn't bother to talk to him. He didn't want to say a word. He knocked the computer with his head down.

"Chuanyang?" his father called him Chuanyang several times. Seeing that he Chuanyang didn't respond at all, he really had no choice. He bit his teeth and knelt at he Chuanyang's desk, "Chuanyang, Dad knelt down and begged you, OK?"

He Chuanyang finally reacted when he heard the "pop" kneeling sound.

He slowly looked up at he Fu and stared at him for a while. "Are you kidnapping me morally?... dad, you're very sad, you know?"

He Fu was stunned, "what?"

He Chuanyang said, "Dad, have you ever thought that when your father is a father, does he think you are a son?"

"Chuanyang, what nonsense are you talking about?" he Fu said: "your grandfather is my biological father. I was raised by your grandfather. If there were no your grandfather..."

"But he wants to kill your son!" he Chuanyang interrupted him. "If he really thinks you are his son, will he want to kill your son? Or do you think it doesn't matter that he wants to kill your son? Even if he wants to kill your son, he is also a kind and good father for you. You don't mind that he wants your son's life?"

He Fu was confused by him, "Chuanyang, these are two different things..."

"Two different things?" he Chuanyang sneered. "But for me, it's the same thing. My father's father wants to kill me, but my father actively runs for his father and wants to save his father. What does that mean? It means that my father doesn't take my life and death seriously at all!"