Chapter 440 Replace with Your Own Daughter

Although Caritas Group is located in a 42-story office building, the chairman's office is less than 80 square meters. At a glance, two rows of tall mahogany bookshelves take up the entire space, and the two-meter-long desk looks even more awkward. pocket.

There is a pot of orchids placed on the large desk. The porcelain pot from Dingzhou kiln holds the green leaves. A small blue-purple flower is blooming in the center of the slightly lighter leaf.

The office adds a bit of elegance and liveliness.

Song Licheng put the tea on the table and looked at his father silently.

My father was over fifty years old. Although he looked younger than his peers, when he lowered his head, he still found a few silver strands in his thick black hair.

Song Licheng suddenly felt sad and guilty.

A father shouldn't be so tired. As a son, he should share his worries.

It's a pity that this is not his ambition. When he showed great talent for medicine, his father did not hesitate to contact the world's top medical schools for him and sent him to study abroad.

He also lived up to his father's expectations and achieved the highest honor in the industry in the shortest time.

Song Siming was reviewing a new cross-border insurance project. The assistant brought tea but did not leave. He lowered his head and had no time to be distracted. He frowned slightly and said, "If you have something to report, go out first if you have nothing else."

"Dad, please pay attention to your health. Don't sit with your head down for a long time. It's not good for your health."

Song Siming suddenly raised his head, revealing a face that was younger than his actual age, "Xiao Cheng, you are back."

He immediately put down the documents in his hand and stood up from the chair, "Why didn't you tell me in advance so that I could send someone to pick you up."

"No, Dad, I'm not a child. In fact, I won't be able to stay long this time. I have to fly back to attend a seminar later."

After Song Licheng finished speaking, Song Siming's eyes showed disappointment, and then he patted his son on the shoulder and said with emotion: "Thank you for your hard work, Doctor Song."

Song Licheng couldn't bear it. He raised his wrist and glanced at the time. It had indeed been a long time since he had sat and chatted quietly with his father.

"Dad, a patient's family asked me to give this to you. He said it belongs to you."

He took the red velvet box out of his pocket.

Song Siming's expression paused, with shock and disbelief written all over his face.

He grabbed the velvet box from Song Licheng's hand, opened it, and his pupils dilated instantly when he saw the jade pendant in the box.

He picked up the jade pendant inside, and his tentacles were slightly cool and slightly moist, "Who gave this to you?"

Song Siming's eyes suddenly turned red. Although he tried his best to control it, there was a tremor in his voice.

Song Licheng looked at his father in surprise. He had never seen his father be so gloomy.

"This was given to me by Lu Juefeng, the current president of the Lu Group. What's wrong with this jade pendant?"

Song Siming's expression at that moment was extremely complicated.

Song Licheng didn't expect that a person's expression could be so complicated, including surprise, regret, suspicion and even hatred...

But in an instant, all the emotions were resolved by his father's spring breeze smile, "Thank you, Xiaocheng, I will arrange a private plane to take you away. You don't have to catch a flight. I will take this time to go home and be with you." Mom, she misses you."

Song Licheng nodded and did not refuse the proposal. My father has returned to normal, and it seems that the shocked expression he showed when he saw the jade pendant just now was all his imagination.

After Song Licheng left.

Song Siming sat at his desk, holding the piece of jade in his hand. The warmth of the tentacles reminded him of the young and beautiful face of the girl that summer.

There was confusion in his always shrewd and wise eyes, and he murmured to himself: "How are you doing?"

After hesitating for a moment, he picked up the intercom and said, "Help me make an appointment with the current president of Lu Group. The sooner the better."

Song Lichen thought that he would have to wait at least three to five days for an appointment with Lu Juefeng.

But the assistant told him a few minutes later that Lu Juefeng could see him now.

He was slightly surprised and immediately agreed to meet.

The two met in a stylish teahouse.

Song Siming stuck to his previous habit and reached ten minutes in advance.

Unexpectedly, when he arrived, Lu Juefeng was already waiting here.

He had seen this young man who dominated Jiangcheng Shopping Mall from a distance at a business summit, but now this was the first time he had contact with Lu Juefeng in private.

His eyes swept over Lu Juefeng's injured leg, thinking of the news about Lu Juefeng. He was now in trouble.

Even though there were thousands of thoughts in her heart, Song Siming remained calm at this moment.

He reached out his hand as if meeting his business partners before, "Mr. Lu, please wait."

"Dr. Song, please sit down. I'm here early." Lu Juefeng sat in the wheelchair and looked up at Song Siming, with a noble aura between his brows.

The tea master poured the Da Hong Pao that had been cooked and distributed it to the two of them.

The aroma of tea wafts to my nose, and the atmosphere is just right.

Song Siming looked at Lu Juefeng and said straight to the point: "Mr. Lu, where did you get this jade pendant?"

He was ready to listen to Lu Juefeng practice Tai Chi, or make some tricky conditions.

But Lu Juefeng didn't, and said calmly: "This jade pendant is a relic of Ms. Bai Shulin. She also has a daughter named Bai Zhi."

Lu Juefeng took out the paternity test and pushed it in front of Song Siming.

Song Siming has not yet recovered from the words "Ms. Bai Shulin's relics".

He opened the paternity test certificate and looked at the report with wide eyes. His throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand and he was a little breathless.

His father-daughter relationship with Bai Zhi was established.

"You mean, Shu Lin gave birth to my child, and this Bai Zhi is my daughter?"

Song Siming tightly grasped the paternity test. He clenched his teeth, his face was tense, and his usual calm and elegant appearance collapsed in an instant.

"Yes."

Lu Juefeng nodded and continued: "There is one more thing you need to know. Bai Zhi had an accident while filming on the crew. Your son performed surgery on her."

His voice was calm, as if he was stating an insignificant matter.

But those deep eyes took in every expression of Song Siming.

Song Siming felt his blood pressure rising. Of course, he had heard about the reason why Lu Juefeng was in trouble.

His lover was injured while filming on the set, and it was a gunshot wound.

In a country with gun control, the appearance of guns is not a good influence in any way.

But he didn't expect that woman to be his daughter.

Song Siming felt his palms go cold. There were all kinds of reports about that woman on the Internet. For someone of Lu Juefeng's status, it was not uncommon to have eight or ten mistresses, let alone one.

But that was from the perspective of an outsider. If the person being kept was his own daughter...