Lose 100 million today

Cheng Mu got up early, took a shower, and saved yesterday's video on his phone.

He glanced at the mirror: "Are you there?"

--Um.

Cheng Mu clicked on the video on his phone and looked at the mirror.

In the video, Qu An was kneeling on one knee beside the bed, a little distance away from Cheng Mu, looking at him intently.

"Brother... I like you. I have liked you since the first time I met you. But you seem to hate me..."

Qu An's voice was low and hoarse, with a bit of restraint.

Qu An wanted to do something later, but was interrupted by Cheng's father and his mother who suddenly returned, and hurriedly left the room.

Cheng Mu found those words harsh and threw down his phone in disgust: "I recorded it, what next?"

——Show it to your dad.

Cheng Mu couldn't believe it: "What?"

——Show it to your dad.

"Am I crazy?" Chuzheng asked him to record a video or audio recording of Qu An confessing to him. He thought she just wanted to threaten Qu An, but he didn't expect that she would ask him to show it to his father.

——I have investigated and found that your father hates this matter. Your father will help you solve Qu An.

"Him?" Cheng Mu put his legs on the edge of the table, took out a bag of snacks and opened it. After stuffing it for two mouthfuls, he said in a muffled voice: "I'm afraid he wants to kill me."

--Believe me.

Cheng Mu looked at those three words and ate snacks in silence, his expression changing.

"Don't you think this matter is... that?" Cheng Mu suppressed a sentence.

——When you are incapable, it is a wise choice to make reasonable use of the power around you.

——That's your dad.

Qu An is not his biological son. Even if he shows that he likes him, he will not tolerate it after knowing that he has inappropriate feelings for his biological son.

Cheng Mu finished eating the food stored in the drawer, but couldn't find anything in the end, so he could only take apart the last lollipop and stuff it in his mouth.

Chuzheng didn't rush him and let him think on his own.

Finally, Cheng Mu took his cell phone and went out.

-

Cheng Mu returned to his room at night, looking a little gloomy. When he came back, he sat on the floor in a daze.

--What's wrong?

"I showed it to him."

——What was his reaction?

"No reaction, just asked me not to say anything." Cheng Mu laughed: "Look, you are wrong, his son is not as important as other people's sons."

——You are very important to me.

Cheng Mu stared at those words. After a moment, he stood up and walked to the mirror. He put his palms on the table and leaned forward slightly: "Then you still lied to me."

——What did you lie to?

Cheng Mu gritted his teeth: "You can always see my side, why did you lie to me that you can't see me after eleven o'clock?!"

Thanks to his caution, even after eleven o'clock, there was no more "chaos".

——……

Although Chuzheng expected that the car would overturn, she didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

I felt a little panicked inside.

What makes Chuzheng even more depressed is that she didn't see anything. This is what makes it even worse!

"You have nothing to say?" Cheng Mu sneered: "Is it fun for you to lie to me?"

——I'm afraid you will have a psychological burden.

Chuzheng started to talk nonsense.

Cheng Mu: "..." Do you still care about your feelings for me? I also want to thank you!

——I also need to sleep, how can I have so much time to see you.

Cheng Mu: "..."

Is this a question of whether to watch or not?

"Don't confuse the subject!" Cheng Mu was almost led astray: "What I'm talking about now is that you lied to me."

--What do you want?

Even if you cheat, you won’t be able to turn back time.

Cheng Mu: "..."

What does he want to do?

Was this tone his fault?

It was obvious that she had lied to him first.

Doesn't she realize she was wrong?

Cheng Mu was so angry that he walked back and forth in the room twice. Finally, he probably felt that he and Chu Zheng had a disagreement, so he left the room directly.

-

2029.

Chuzheng held her chin up and looked at the empty room, not knowing what she was thinking.

It wasn't until the image in the mirror disappeared that Chuzheng looked away and continued to draw.

Convinced.

The good guys are so angry, but you are still in the mood to draw! What's the difference between you and a scumbag!

I really can’t stand the King of Kings anymore.

"Then what should I do? I can't contact him." Chuzheng said calmly.

Scumbag! No, scumbag!

The King of Kings couldn't stand it anymore and sent Chuzheng a task, which required a prodigal to cultivate his sentiments!

Chuzheng: "..."

-

"Xiao Chu, what did you buy?" Yu's mother looked at Chu Zheng coming back with a big bag strangely: "By the way, the lipstick in the box in your house... why are there so many empty ones?"

When Yu's mother was cleaning the room, she was shocked to see so many empty lipstick tubes.

Very few people can use a lipstick to the end.

But she saw an empty box!

Did her daughter eat the lipstick?

"Send it to you." Chuzheng handed the big bag to Yu's mother and said casually: "I'm painting, uncompressing."

"ah?"

Yu Mu watched Chu Zheng return to her room in confusion.

draw? Use lipstick?

But thinking of the two words after Chuzheng, Yu’s mother suppressed her curiosity. Ever since that incident, her daughter has been a little strange...

It must be too much psychological pressure.

Um!

Yu's mother opened the bag and took a look. After a while, Feng Feng Huohuo knocked on Chu Zheng's door.

"Xiaochu, is this thing of yours a high imitation?"

Chuzheng: "..."

Chuzheng could only say that she participated in a design competition and won a prize. It made a lot of money, and she used it to relieve stress.

Yu's mother was dubious.

Chuzheng said with a serious face that this was the case, so Yu's mother had no choice but to leave the room suspiciously, and waited for Yu's father to come back to discuss it.

Chuzheng sighed in the room.

Chuzheng glanced at the mirror out of habit, and was stunned when she saw it. The mirror was completely dark.

Chuzheng: "???"

What's the meaning?

Black screen?

Obviously not. Chuzheng could hear the movement in the room over there, but couldn't see it.

so……

Cheng Mu sealed the mirror?

Chuzheng: "..."

Cheng Mu sealed the mirror until noon the next day. He wore a loose sweater and took off the black cloth covering the mirror while reading the words on the mirror.

--What do you mean?

Just five words.

I don’t know when it was written.

"I need private space." Cheng Mu threw the black cloth aside and answered directly without asking if Chuzheng was there: "You can always see me over there, which makes me very uncomfortable."

——Then why don’t you change rooms?

Cheng Mu was stunned.

After a moment, he became angry: "This is my room, why should I change it!"

--oh.

"What? Don't think I didn't change rooms because of you!"

——I didn’t think so.

"..."

Cheng Mu hung up the black cloth again angrily and walked back and forth in the room several times.

Finally, I couldn't help but lift the mirror and take a look.

--Are you on vacations?

"none of your business."

Chuzheng didn't care and continued to ask.

——Are you going out for the Chinese New Year?

Cheng Mu's expression darkened, he put down the black cloth and there was no movement.

Chuzheng thought that he wouldn't be able to see it no matter how much she wrote, so she went to do her own thing. When Cheng Mu couldn't help but lift it up and look at it, he found that there were no words on it, his expression went blank, and finally he snorted coldly and became silent.

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