Chapter 4770 (Four Thousand Seven Hundred and Seventy) Admitting the Bad Hands
The person with the hand can tell that in his mind, the difference between the two statements is very obvious. The former means that the other person is actually his father, and he Recognizing it from the bottom of his heart, the latter means that the other person is not his father at all, and he insists on recognizing the other person as his father.
The man with gray hands casually said to the person who had said before, "I don't have the guts, so I didn't ask to go. This is what makes you different from me." "You know the difference quite clearly."
The man didn't understand what the gray-handed man meant, so he asked, "What is so clear?"
"Nothing." The gray-hand man said, "What happened next?"
The man became a little nervous because of the "nothing" from the Gray Hand Man, and asked: "Did... did I... say something wrong?"
The gray-hand man didn't expect this reaction, so he said to him: "Why do you suddenly ask like this?"
"Because... because you said 'nothing'." The man said, "You didn't tell me... you said I could tell clearly what... meant." When saying this, the man still looked very nervous.
The gray-hand man didn't expect that what he said so casually would cause such a big reaction from the other party. He was too lazy to explain at this time, but he thought it would be better to explain it, otherwise, if the other party is too nervous and becomes unable to communicate normally, The status is troublesome.
"It's the difference between 'recognizing him as my father from the bottom of my heart' and 'recognizing him as my father from the bottom of my heart'. You can tell the difference very clearly." Gray Hand Man said, "That's what I'm talking about."
"Oh...oh...it turns out to be this." The man said, "This must be clearly distinguished! He is not my father. Even if he insists on admitting it, he is not my father."
"Are you at ease now?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Well... I feel... a little more at ease." The man said.
"He asked you why you didn't tell the truth. Did you answer?" the man with gray hands asked.
"I answered and told him... I told him that what I told him was the truth," the man said.
"Where is he?" asked the gray-handed man. "He still deliberately made things difficult for me, asking me...asking me, 'Really?', and his tone...was weird." The person said, "Anyway, it smelled like disbelief."
"Do you think he really doesn't believe it at this moment?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Definitely not." The man said, "He...he still clearly knows at this moment that I am...but he doesn't want to recognize him as his father from the bottom of his heart, and he deliberately talks to me in that tone...It's simply disgusting I...that feeling of disbelief...is obviously done on purpose."
"What did he say after you finished speaking?" the man with gray hands asked.
"He said...he knows what I really think in my heart." The man said.
"What did you say?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I said... since he knows my true inner thoughts, he should... stop asking questions deliberately like this." The man said.
The man with gray hands asked: "What about him, what's his reaction?"
"First...he laughed again, and then he let out a very...obvious...laughter with a mocking meaning, which seemed to be more and more proud. Then, he asked me if I wanted to know what I just...I asked him just now. The answer to the question." The man said.
The gray-hand man said: "You told him, do you think so?"
"Yes." The man said, "I just said the word 'think'."
(End of chapter)