Chapter 837

"I'm old, and one day will come sooner or later. I'm just afraid that you will feel sad." Ronald said indifferently, as if he had seen through life and death. At this age, he had no regrets. He had children and grandchildren around him, enjoying the happiness of family life.

"What did the doctor say?" Harry didn't want to hear him say this.

Now he urgently wanted to know about his condition.

"That's not like you." Ronald poured a cup of tea into his teacup. "I've always been proud of you. You're my son, but you didn't make me worry about you. Whether it's family or career, you've managed them well. I didn't have anything to teach you. It's just that you didn't see through me. I didn't even express my feelings to your mother until my death, causing my entire life to be regretful."

"Have a drink with me." Ronald looked at his son in a cup of tea. Zong Jingrong's eyes were deep as he said in a low, hoarse voice, "I've blamed you. You're lying."

Why didn't he