When they were done eating, Zhu Wuyang smiled and looked at everyone. "" I have some bad news for you. I've got gallbladder cancer and I only have three years to live. If you have any questions in the next few years, you can ask me. "
"Crash…"
The plate in Tang Kexin's hand fell, and the dishes that she was going to pour for her granddaughter spilled all over the table.
Tang Kewei's eyes widened as she looked at Zhu Wanhao in disbelief.
The group of children also turned pale in shock. They looked at Zhu Wuwan in a daze as if they had been struck by lightning. They could not believe what they had heard.
Looking at the group of people's stunned expressions, Zhu Wuwan smiled and said, "" Didn't I tell you that life is like a train to death? Some people get on and some get off. When someone leaves, no matter how reluctant you are, you should smile and wave goodbye. Your performance now is not very good. "
"Dad…"
