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"Do you really have the heart to leave this child?" Shen Chi tentatively asked.
"As long as you, President Shen, spare his life, I can go my whole life without seeing him, really. President Shen, look at this little guy, he must resemble you a lot. He will pester you, calling you 'Daddy' in the future. Just treat him well. I only want him to be happy in the future."
"President Shen, after you get married in the future, just don't tell anyone who his mother is, that's all. I believe you can do it, President Shen."
Jian Sisi didn't catch the probing tone in Shen Chi's voice at all; she really thought Shen Chi had softened.
Shen Chi stopped speaking, his fists clenching tighter and tighter.
Jian Sisi, the fall, the child, the recorder—his mind replayed each snippet over and over.
