The wicked have their own evil

Zhang Chi tossed and turned, fell asleep and woke up halfway, and passed the next morning like this.The sunlight outside the window shone in slightly, he opened his eyes, and immediately touched the phone from the bedside table.

He raised the phone, turned on the screen, and put it down in disappointment.

Either wait for him to leave the hospital and buy some gifts to apologize, or buy a floor scrubber like in the TV series and kneel down and swear that he will never hide from him again.

"Hey."

All right, after he is discharged from the hospital, Zitong can kneel down whatever he wants.A man has gold under his knees, but in front of his wife, he has nothing under his knees.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang.

He hurriedly opened it to see that it was Zhang Tao's video request.

"..."

He turned on the video.

"Brother." Zhang Tao moved her face closer, smiling, and suddenly felt something was wrong, she asked, "Why are you in the hospital?"

Zhang Chi: "It's okay, I just cut my hand a little."

"How did you do it?"

He said nonsense, "hit the glass, cut it."

Zhang Tao wrinkled her nose, "Why are you so reckless?"

"Don't worry, your brother is fine."

"Then who will take care of you, sister-in-law?"

"He," Zhang Chi paused, and said nonchalantly, "I'm going out to buy breakfast, don't worry about me, your brother is very popular."

Zhang Tao was a little dissatisfied, "I'm in the hospital twice in three days, can you treat yourself better?"

Zhang Chi was annoyed when he heard that, "When will I be in the hospital twice every three days?"

Zhang Tao seemed to still want to chatter, so he quickly changed the subject, "Okay, people talk a lot, and I haven't seen you back yet."

She said: "I've been working part-time recently, so I don't have time to come back."

Zhang Chi didn't really want her back, and he didn't care about her when he came back.

"Tsk, don't I have any money for you?"

Zhang Tao curled her lips, "I'm about to graduate and start working, do I still ask you for money?"

"Your brother is happy to support you."

Zhang Tao was delighted to hear that, "My boyfriend said the same thing."

Zhang Chi: "..."

When he thought that the jewel in his palm that had been raised for 20 years was handed over to someone else, the old father's heart was inexplicably sour.

Zhang Tao was a little awkward, "Brother, don't forget, remember to come over after graduation, and I will introduce you when the time comes."

Zhang Chi couldn't help telling, "Don't be bullied."

"He won't bully me."

Zhang Tao has a single-minded personality, he can't think of things in two ways, and he is not as cunning as others. Zhang Chi always feels that he raises his sister too well, and he doesn't know the right and wrong in the world.

Besides, he was far away, so Gu didn't care to come.

If Zhang Taoru really has someone to take care of, that would be good.However, Zhang Chi half-closed his eyes and said to Zhang Tao, "You can tell him something for me."

"What?"

"Just say, brother is your own sister. If he really treats you badly, I'll chop him up with a knife."

Zhang Tao: "...too cruel."

The siblings were still chatting happily, Zhang Chi had just hung up the phone, and Shen Hua came in with breakfast.

His right hand was wrapped like a zongzi, and he couldn't use it, so he had to use his left hand to eat rice rolls with chopsticks, because he was not used to it, so he looked a little clumsy.

Shen Hua's voice was somewhat apologetic, "I should buy you porridge."

"It's okay." Zhang Chi buried his head in eating, but he found it tasteless, and suddenly remembered the breakfast that Zi Tong put on an apron and cooked for him in the kitchen.Only half a day later, he began to miss Zitong, everything about him, and the home-cooked tea and meals he cooked for him every day.

He was absent-minded, his eyes drooped, and his hands slowed down.

"Not delicious?" Shen Hua asked.

"No, I have no appetite."

"You didn't eat much yesterday." He blamed authentically.

Zhang Chi touched his nose and said, "I'm strong, so it's okay to miss two meals."

He seemed to have thought of something, and pretended to mention it casually, "Why haven't I seen that boy Zhou Xiaolin come to see me recently, and he didn't answer his calls."

Shen Hua moved the stool over and sat down, and replied: "I'm back in the country, his mother was hospitalized recently."

Zhang Chi's hands stopped, "He was hospitalized?"

"Ah."

"When did he go back?"

Shen Hua thought for a while, "Three days ago."

Zhang Chi picked up his chopsticks again and didn't speak.Three days ago, the day after Zhou Xiaolin came to see him, he left.

"It doesn't seem very optimistic." Shen Hua frowned, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Chi clenched his chopsticks tightly, and Zhou Xiaolin who was on the verge of despair in the hospital was reflected in his mind.

"I have no relatives anymore, I only have a mother."

The thousands of words he wanted to say were unloaded like a balloon. He rolled his throat and pretended to be joking and said: "If he comes back, please mention to me, that kid still owes me a meal."

Shen Hua smiled, suddenly lowered his head and took out a clipped newspaper from his trouser pocket, handed it to Zhang Chi, and said accusingly: "Your clothes fell off."

"The soon-to-be heir of the Chen Kong Group," he read the big words on the newspaper and looked at him suspiciously.

Zhang Chi didn't want to get involved in the topic of Zi Tong, he touched his nose, and said lightly, "I just think he looks familiar."

Shen Hua didn't care too much, just smiled and said: "I thought you suddenly cared about business affairs."

He just smiled and changed the subject.

But Zhang Chi didn't know that every word he and Shen Hua said fell into Zitong's ears verbatim.

He made himself a pot of tea, one for himself and one for Chen Bingyan.

His face was as calm as water, but the bottom of his eyes seemed to be immersed in a whirlpool of ice slag, and every glance was full of thorns.

Chen Bingyan said with great interest: "You are quite interested in me."

That night when Zitong was in the hospital, he tapped Zhang Chi's bug.Chen Bingyan was really right about one thing, when possessiveness is directly proportional to the vinegar jar, it will definitely come in handy.

Chen Bingyan lazily leaned back, as if he felt that he was not angry enough, and added embellishment: "He thinks my face is familiar, probably because he saw me in the hospital," he said slowly, word by word with increasing interest. Said: "Since he wants to investigate me, guess if he will also investigate you."

Zitong glanced at him, frowned and asked, "You shouldn't show your face, why did you show up in the newspaper?"

Chen Bingyan raised the teacup, blew it lightly, and smiled gracefully but viciously, "Then you have to ask my dear father if he knows anything?"

"But it doesn't matter," he drank the tea, Junya's face suddenly became a little grim, "Sooner or later, I will take away his power."

-

Zhang Chi is thick-skinned if he is not thick.

He was about to be discharged from the hospital, and Zitong hadn't visited him since he left angrily last time.

He called him a few times on the way, but there was no response.

If there is any way, he can only send him a message.

"Honey, have you calmed down?"

The message was sunk in the sea, and there was no response.

"Husband knows I'm wrong, can you come and pick me up from the hospital?"

He sent a few love words to shake the rain and clouds in succession, and then looked at his phone after being quiet for a few seconds.Zhang Chi felt that he should think about it from a different angle, at least Zitong didn't blackmail him, he smacked his lips, and then threw it aside.

The stitches have been removed from his hand, leaving only a not-so-obvious centipede-shaped scar, and he can basically be discharged from the hospital.

He peeked at his phone, thinking that he should not wait any longer.

But it was Su Tanyou who waited.

"Brother, are you feeling better?" He asked.

"why you?"

"Are you disappointed?" Su Tanyou asked with curled lips.

"A bit."

Su Qinyou was silent for a while, lowered her head and rubbed her shoes, "I'm going back tomorrow."

"Huh?" Zhang Chi looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"I'm about to be driven back to the United States to study by my brother," he shrugged, a sly light flashed in his eyes, "so before I left, I decided to give you a hand."

Hearing this, Zhang Chi raised his eyebrows.

"Didn't you ask me to check it for you?" Su Qinyou took out a document and smiled inexplicably: "Guess what else I found?"

Zhang Chi rolled his throat, inexplicably disturbed in his heart, "Don't be mysterious."

Su Tanyou said softly, "You said that your wife's mother and grandmother died in a car accident, but I found out it was false."

Zhang Chi felt that there were countless thin needles in his throat that couldn't be lifted up, and they suddenly pierced back to the apex of his heart, densely packed, confused and flustered.