Chapter 594 - 594 Lost Long Ago
594 Lost Long Ago
Song Ci looked at him. “I’m different from you. I’m known for being gentle and kind. So, as long as you’re obedient and don’t cause trouble in the future, I’ll give you some alimony every month when you’re old. Of course, if you want to court death, I won’t stop you. You can try and see if you can succeed against Lu Corporation! If you’re not convinced, then continue to cause trouble.”
Song He was unconvinced and could not accept it. However, he had his own concerns. It was Lu Corporation, just as Song Ci had said! He glared at Song Ci and gritted his teeth as he threatened, “You’re a public figure now. Even if you have Lu Corporation as your backer, it’s not good for your reputation if you fight a lawsuit against your father. As long as you return my things to me, I’ll pretend that nothing happened!”
How could Song Ci be threatened by him? She chuckled. “Go ahead. With my current status, it doesn’t matter if I’m an actress. I can still retire and be the general manager of two companies. You, on the other hand, want to file a lawsuit against me? How will you win? What are you going to use to fight me? You gave me those transfer agreements personally. To win the lawsuit against Pang Xiaohui, those were legal and compliant. You signed them, and I accepted them personally. Now that you’ve reneged, the contract isn’t something that can be void with just a touch of your lips. As I said just now, as long as you know your place, I can still take into account the law and support you. However, if you don’t listen to my advice and want to fight to the death, go ahead. When you die outside, I won’t even bother to collect your corpse.”
In an instant, Song He retreated. He was already old, and due to Song Peipei’s incident, his health was not in good condition. Now, there was no one else around him except Song Ci. He had also personally signed the transfer agreement. Not to mention that Lu Gan was helping Song Ci now! If he were to file a lawsuit, it would be his final struggle.
Song He felt a little out of his mind. When he handed the transfer agreement to Song Ci, he had doubts and struggled. However, in the end, he still gave it to Song Ci in the hope she would return it all to him when the time came. Moreover, he hoped he would still have someone who treated him sincerely.
The daughter he had raised painstakingly wanted to kill him, and the wife he had shared the same bed with also hated him. With his first wife abandoned by him, he desperately wanted to cling to Song Ci and convince himself that he was not in the wrong. He was still a qualified father and husband, and the only ones in the wrong were them. However, he never expected Song Ci would become his last straw. Not to save his life, but to crush him to death.
Song Ci had never had any feelings for him. All she felt for him was revenge. After thinking it through, Song He’s momentum was gone in an instant. He fell on the sofa. In the end, he had nothing left. There was no love, no family, and no one he could trust.
Song Ci looked at Song He’s expression, too lazy to say anything more. “If you really want to file a lawsuit, go ahead. However, you’d better think carefully about whether or not you can still bear the consequences.” Then, she left with Lu Gan.
“Song Ci!” Song He shouted unwillingly, “Even though I might have let you down before, I’ve been really good to you after. Aren’t those true feelings? I’m your father. Have you ever thought that even if it’s just for a moment, you’d want to give up on me and treat me as your father?”
Song Ci tilted her head slightly, her voice full of sarcasm and coldness. “I’m an actor, but I’m not as deep into the role as you. I’ve said it before. I’ve been suppressing my disgust for you every time I saw you, and now it’s time for me to take revenge on you! I won’t come looking for you again, and I hope you won’t appear in my face. You may go to the Song Group, but with most of it now under my control, you have no right to speak.”
Song He looked at her from a distance this time and realized that his daughter had grown up. She looked proud and confident. She was no longer the weak and stupid girl in his memory. However, he would rather she had not changed than point the sharp tip of her knife at him now!
In this father-daughter game, he had made a mistake and lost. Perhaps he had lost a long time ago. From the moment he wanted to squeeze all the benefits out of her, he had already lost.