My life is ending, and my aloof CEO wife is taking revenge on me.

Chapter 296 is really hard to say.

Actually, Lin Qiuran and I know each other very well. Even if he doesn't say it, I know what he's worried about.

However, some things simply cannot be rushed, and there are many unavoidable circumstances involved.

I really don't know what to say.

We chatted for a while, then Lin Qiuran went to the living room to get his bag, and took out some small cherries from the bag as a gift for Xiao Xiaotian.

After giving me the things, he prepared to leave.

I originally planned to let him stay at the villa, but he said it was inconvenient and he didn't want to see Song Yafei often.

Since he's already said that, I can't keep him here any longer.

So he had his family driver take him to the hotel.

I hadn't expected that just after Lin Qiuran left, as I turned to go back to the villa, I would inadvertently see a man standing some distance away.

After seeing his face clearly, I was surprised to find that he looked very much like Song Yafei's father.

But hasn't Mr. Song already passed away?

I thought maybe I was seeing things, but I never expected that the place he was staring at was our villa.

This made me question the person's identity.

When he noticed me watching him, he pulled down his hat brim and turned to leave.

When I rushed over to look for him, he was nowhere to be found.

Strange, who is this man?

Didn't Mr. Song already pass away from illness?

How could two people who look so alike suddenly appear?

Am I seeing things?

Or is it just my imagination?

After I went outside, I looked around but couldn't find anyone, so I had to give up and go back to the villa.

It started raining that evening, and Xiao Xiaotian fell asleep quickly after eating.

After Aunt Lin came back, I wasn't as busy as before.

When I finally had some free time, I went back to my room and sat down on the sofa by the window. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and it was already daylight!

I was feeling a bit drowsy, but suddenly I woke up.

Thunder is usually followed by lightning, and I'm worried that Xiao Xiaotian will be woken up and frightened.

So they rushed to the master bedroom and covered Xiao Xiaotian's ears before the thunder started. Only then did they realize that Aunt Lin had left the master bedroom sometime earlier.

As soon as the thunder stopped, Aunt Lin rushed over and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw me.

Aunt Lin said apologetically, "I had something to do and left earlier. I didn't expect it to thunder so suddenly. I hope I didn't frighten the young master?"

I shook my head. "It's getting late, you should go and get some rest."

Aunt Lin has always been considerate of me, so naturally she refused and told me to go and rest.

They probably realized I was waiting for Song Yafei, which is why they didn't continue arguing with me.

Half an hour later, Song Yafei finally returned. The rain was so heavy that her coat was still soaked.

She carefully took off her coat at the door before coming in, probably afraid of bringing dampness and cold into the room and making the child cold.

She first went over to check on the sleeping child before turning around and walking towards me, sitting down on the sofa next to me.

There was a towel on the sofa. She picked it up and wiped herself, talking to me as she did so.

"Why aren't you asleep so late? Why are you waiting for me here?"

I was indeed waiting for her on purpose, wanting to tell her about meeting Mr. Song.

But when the words are on the tip of my tongue, I don't know how to say them.

A moment later, Song Yafei put down the towel, finally noticing that something was wrong with me, and turned to look at me.

He couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? What happened?"

After much deliberation, I finally decided to tell her, but I wanted to be more tactful.

"I want to ask you, did your father really pass away back then? Is it possible that he is still alive?"

My words immediately changed Song Yafei's expression; she not only looked ugly, but also showed disbelief.

"What nonsense! How can someone who's already dead come back to life!"

Song Yafei probably didn't expect me to suddenly bring up her father, and her expression immediately changed. She started to drift off into thought.

Seeing her like this, I felt a little sorry for her, but I still hoped she would be mentally prepared.

"Actually, I wanted to tell you that when Lin Qiuran left today, I saw someone in the distance who looked a lot like your father."

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Yafei looked surprised and asked, "Where?"

"It's right under the bamboo grove outside our villa."

"Impossible! You must be mistaken!"

Song Yafei rejected my statement without even thinking.

Not to mention her, even I find it hard to believe. It's unbelievable that someone who has been dead for many years would suddenly reappear.

Moreover, he was her father.

But I had to firmly tell her, "Although very few photos of your father have survived, you know I wouldn't be mistaken."

As soon as I finished speaking, Song Yafei suddenly stood up and walked towards the door.

At the door, she stopped again and asked me softly, "I haven't had dinner yet. I'll make some now. Would you like to eat with me?"

There was nothing unusual about her face, but her shifty eyes told me that she cared a lot.

"Let me do it."

I got up, walked past her, went downstairs, and cooked two bowls of instant noodles, so I was quick.

I know that such unexpected news takes time to process. Even Song Yafei needs time, let alone this person who is her father.

When I came up to call her, she was smoking on the balcony, staring blankly outside, lost in thought.

She didn't even realize the cigarette in her hand had burned out, and she didn't even notice me standing behind her.

Just as the cigarette ash was about to fall into her hand, I quickly stepped forward and knocked the cigarette out of her hand, bringing her back to her senses.

Song Yafei snapped out of her daze and realized what had happened. She quickly clapped her hands and knocked away the cigarette ash.

Without thinking much, I took her hand and went downstairs.

The noodles were placed on the dining table, and we sat facing each other to eat them. At first, all we could hear was the sound of eating noodles.

Later, Song Yafei began to recount her past in a low voice.

"Actually, when I think back carefully, I never actually saw my father's body. I remember that when I found out, my father had already passed away."

"Although my father didn't like me, I was heartbroken, and at this time, news came that the Song family was on the verge of bankruptcy."

"I had to take care of my mother while also taking on the responsibilities of the Song family, so I was already extremely busy when I was handling my father's funeral arrangements."

"Even though I made many of the decisions, I never actually saw my father's body. My mother and father had been at odds for a long time, and although she was heartbroken, she never actually went to see my father's body."

She suddenly looked up at me and said, "So the person you saw might be him. If it really is him, it means that his death might have been a setup to break away from the Song family and abandon his daughter."

After making this conjecture, she laughed, but as she laughed, tears streamed down her face, and her laughter gradually turned bitter.

Seeing her like this made me feel bad, but I had to admit that such a possibility existed.