As deep as you are as hell

Chu Ting's uncle, Chu Luojing, was sitting beside Chu Linqing, and upon hearing this, he raised his head and gave me a deep look: "Are you the mistress that Chu Ting raised before?"

All of a sudden, several strange and strange gazes were cast on me in the private room.

Chu Lin touched his chin, and the sight that fell on me became more and more like the moonlight condensed into frost, showing coldness for no reason.

"You've got the wrong person." I explained lightly, and silently took two steps back.

When I pushed the dining car and walked quickly to the door, an inappropriate voice suddenly sounded behind me: "Your father is Chen Zemin? Are you the daughter of that criminal?"

My shoulders trembled slightly. Before I could control my emotions, Chu Linqing had already walked in front of me and took off my mask.

"You look very similar to him. When I think about it, when Chen Zemin passed away, it seems that he did leave behind a half-old child. Calculating the age, it should be about the same age as you."

"It's a pity." Chu Linqing said this sentence without warning, and stroked the scar on my face with his hand, but I avoided his touch.

Chu Linqing didn't seem to notice my resistance, and continued to pat me on the shoulder, with a sigh in his tone: "I just don't know how Chen Zemin will feel when he sees his daughter's life in such a miserable state."

His tone was blunt, making it difficult to figure out his real thoughts. I was so uncomfortable in my heart that I couldn't tell whether this Chu Linqing was my father's enemy or friend.

"I work hard to support myself with my own hands, and my father will only feel relieved when he sees my current life." I followed Chu Linqing's words and replied with the same rigidity.

"And my father never wronged anyone, and he is not a criminal!" My voice became sharp, but I suddenly realized that my words were too pale and powerless to explain.

Chu Lin smiled, and the laughter vibrated from his chest: "When the incident happened, you were still a little girl, what can you understand?"

Halfway through his words, he stopped abruptly, and slowly returned to the main seat on crutches.

I'm sure in my heart that Chu Linqing must have a thorough understanding of what happened back then!He might be the key breakthrough for me to investigate the truth of the year!
But now that Chu Linqing has issued an expulsion order, he obviously doesn't want to talk to me anymore.

My hands were clenched into fists, and my joints were bruised.I took a deep look at Chu Ting, but the latter drank the wine calmly, staying out of the way from the beginning to the end.

The moment the door of the private room was completely closed, I looked back again, thoughtfully.

It was already 11:30 in the evening when I got off work, and my waist and limbs were sore after working all day.I thought about it, and instead of going back to the hotel immediately, I took a taxi to Chu Ting's apartment.

I sat at the door and waited for a long time, and the headlights flickered not far away, until my whole body was shrouded in yellowish light.

Chu Ting drove the Rolls-Royce into the yard, and slowly turned off the engine.

He saw me, but he planned to bypass me and go straight in: "Housekeeper, don't let anyone into the courtyard in the future."

My hands grabbed his sleeves, and my legs and feet sitting on the ground were slightly numb: "Chu Ting, I want to eat longan and lotus seed soup."

As we got closer, I could smell a strange lady's perfume on his body, which was too sweet and greasy, which was incompatible with Chu Ting's temperament.

On Chu Ting's white shirt, there is still a lipstick mark near the chest.

My mood suddenly dropped.

Chu Ting frowned impatiently, and took out a pink bill: "Is it enough for you to eat a bowl of longan and lotus seed soup? Or if I give you all the money, can you stop looking for it in the future? "

It was me who humiliated him, after all who wants to admit to himself having a mistress who served dishes in a restaurant?Chu Ting didn't look directly into my eyes, but the attitude in his words was like a sharp knife.

"I'm going to marry Jia Rui in the middle of next month, so what's the point if you're still entangled with me? Chen Jiao, do you still have a moral bottom line for what you're doing?"

At the beginning, I blamed Chu Ting for being indecisive and indecisive, but now I am the one who repeats the same mistakes and has turned a blind eye to my intentional blurring of the mode and atmosphere of our relationship.

Chu Ting's expression was full of impatience, banknotes rained in the air, and pink bills were scattered on the ground.

"Is that enough?" As we got closer, I could still smell the faint smell of alcohol and tobacco from Chu Ting's body.And his words were full of weariness, and he wanted to leave me alone and walk into the house without looking back.

But I grabbed the corner of Chu Ting's clothes again, and went to wrap my arms around Chu Ting's waist as before, but he pushed away all of a sudden.

"Chen Jiao, you make me feel sick." He paused for a while, his expression hidden in the dark night, he couldn't see clearly, "You come back this time and come to me repeatedly, don't think I don't know what you're up to. Or do you really think I'm so easy to deceive?"

Chu Ting's hand pinched my slender neck, with a cold expression on his face: "Chen Jiao, I'm not a tool for you to use. It's really a big mistake for you to hit me with wishful thinking."

I was a little out of breath, and my face slowly turned red.

The wedding ring on the root of Chu Ting's ring finger also touched my neck, and said coldly, "Don't investigate the matter from the beginning. You can't afford the consequences!"

Chu Ting let go, but his tone was vicious.

He knows everything, so he just saw me as pitiful as an ant before, so he took a little time to play with me.But in his eyes, all my tricks are unstoppably ridiculous.

I smiled to myself, pointed to the lipstick marks on his clothes, and asked him: "So that's why you disappear when you want to? That's right, what value do I have for you? It can't help your career further." I can't be your good wife. I will only embarrass you."

"If you want to draw a clear line now, just tell me that you don't want to play this morning and evening game anymore." My head was in a mess, and even I didn't know what I was thinking at the beginning, "But if you really plan to break it completely, why are you still playing it?" Want to greet me in private?"

Isn't Zhong Rong the informant that Chu Ting arranged by my side?
Chu Ting didn't bother to talk to me any more, and there were dark clouds between his brows: "Just treat me as soft-hearted. Of course, don't worry, Ms. Chen, this will never happen again."

The shiny leather shoes opened the distance, Chu Ting didn't even want to look at me any more, turned around and walked into the house.

Lights came on in the house soon, and this cluster of light was transferred to the bedroom on the second floor.Only to go off again quickly.A huge apartment fell into darkness again.

I bent down to pick up the money scattered on the ground one by one, but what was repeated in my mind was Chu Ting's unfamiliar and impatient eyes just now.

The Rolls-Royce was still quietly standing on the side of the yard. I don’t know if it was my illusion, but I always felt that there was a vague smell of blood on the car.

My steps started to retreat, I wanted to catch up and ask Chu Ting if he was injured somewhere, but my heart quickly became ridiculed. Just now Chu Ting was unilaterally drawing a clear line with me, so why should I blame myself? Boring, offering my pitiful and hypocritical concern?

There are a few scattered figures on the street, a sea of ​​cars coming and going, accompanied by the changing color of traffic lights.

When I returned to the hotel, my mother called at the right time. After chatting for a while, I began to notice that my mother's tone was not right.

"Mom, did something happen to you?"

The mother on the other end of the phone obviously paused: "Don't worry about my affairs here. My body is still strong and my job is still stable. What can happen to me?"

But I still felt uneasy in my heart, and my intuition told me that there must be something hidden from my mother.

"Mom, is there not enough money? Shall I transfer it to you from here? How much do you need?" I asked a series of questions, and my tone was anxious.

My mother quickly denied it, and read me the balance in her passbook, and promised me that if there was really not enough money, she would call me as soon as possible.

I made insinuations over and over again, and didn't intend to cross the topic. Finally, my mother said vaguely: "Mom may have decided to move. Didn't you always think that the place before was not well lit and the facilities were old? The downstairs is going down again." It’s a seafood street, and the smell of fish and shrimp lingers all year round. Mom also thought about moving to a different environment.”

"to be frank!"

I still don't understand the mother?All the reasons she just said were just icing on the cake.

I have a hunch that my mother must have encountered unspeakable difficulties, so that she is hesitating when she speaks now.

"Mom, I don't believe a word of what you said just now. Our family just moved my father's grave back not long ago. It's not like your style to abandon my father cruelly and move temporarily."

"If you don't want to tell me the truth, I'll buy a ticket to go back tomorrow morning..." I was interrupted by my mother in the middle of my sentence.

She didn't want me to rush about such a trivial matter, so she told me the whole story: "When I got home a few days ago, someone splashed paint on the door and wrote 'I'm a bitch' on the wall. word."

"I went to the police station to file a report that night, but there was no surveillance installed in the corridor, and the speed of the police investigation was not so fast. When I thought the previous paint was just a prank, but tonight I found several more at the door. A snakeskin bag filled with dead rats and snakes."

At that time, my mother had goosebumps, and her face was so pale that she almost fainted.

In the end, Aunt Cheng helped to clean up this matter together, and Aunt Cheng also gave her mother some advice, asking her to move to a different environment.

But before moving, my mother was obviously more worried that I would be retaliated by my enemies in City A: "Didn't you say before that your injuries were caused by a burglary?"

The mother's tone was tense: "How about I move to City A to live with you?"

"Mom, don't you always say that you are not used to living in city A? I don't want you to be wronged, and I can take care of myself." My hands were on the phone case, and my broken hair fell from my forehead.

My mother heard the rejection in my words, and before she could speak, she heard my whispered words: "Mom, I'm sorry."

How can my mother not be afraid of being splashed with paint and maliciously threatened?
But when she needed me the most, I wasn't by her side.