Chapter 70 Hatred

I staggered two steps and sat down on the floor, feeling that he didn't love my sister for a long time. As for taking care of me all these years, it was all out of guilt for my sister, but hearing the truth from him, I was heartbroken and hated him to the bone.

"You don't love her. Why did you put her next to you and become the target of Hai Tang and the Fu family? You know she has nothing but you. You still put her at the forefront of the storm. Fu Jing, you're so cruel."

I accused Fu Jing of his evil deeds and wished I could rip his heart open and see what color it was inside.

"Now that you know who I am, you can go." Fu Jing's eyes were cold and distant.

I smiled, full of ridicule and disdain. "I'm so disappointed in you."

I said that and left. This time, without his permission and pull, I left very decisively, and even thanked Hai Tang for this mess, otherwise how would I know what kind of person Fu Jing is!

When I got into the elevator, the surroundings suddenly became quiet. The scenes just came back to my mind. I didn't regret saying that to Fu Jing at all, and I didn't regret leaving him like this.

In a state of agitation, I didn't drive, but took a taxi home. I paid the driver's fare with my cell phone, and the bank card deduction message came immediately. I looked at the balance on it, and suddenly hated myself.

Why am I so useless?!

In the past few years when my sister was away, if Fu Jing hadn't paid me to study and live, I wouldn't have been like this.

He was the one who killed my sister, but I still live on him until now?! How ironic!

I have a card that I don't use very much. I saved the living expenses he gave me every month and the tuition fees every year in that card. The password changed to eight eights. My sister's life can't be bought with money.

After that, I went home and lay in bed. I was filled with hatred for grandpa fu, whom I had never met before.

The first time I heard chairman fu mention fu jing's grandfather, I felt that they were full of fear for this person. I didn't expect that he was the one who forced my sister into a corner, an old man I had never seen before.

My hands clenched the sheets, my eyes filled with hatred looking at the ceiling. No matter what I am facing now, I will not shrink back, absolutely not!

After I washed up, I lay down in bed. The emptiness next door made me upset. Now that the situation was so complicated, maybe it was a good thing for Ning Jing to leave me, or at least not get involved with me again.

Given her current situation, it shouldn't be difficult to live a good life.

The next day, I went to work as usual, and my attitude towards Fu Jing became even colder. I would never say a word to him.

At noon, Jiang Miao called me while I was resting. "Chen Qing, I went to the hotel where Ning Jing was staying and asked about it. She paid for two months at a time and seemed to be planning to stay at the hotel."

"How much is it there for a month?" I frowned, not understanding what she was doing.

"She lives in a suite with a kitchen and a living room. It's impossible not to lose 10,000 yuan a month." Jiang Miao smacked his lips. "She doesn't need to be squeezed with you, nor do she need you to save her rent. It looks like she has a lot of money."

I was puzzled. Although Ning Jing's paintings could be sold now, they weren't that rich. She could rent her former single apartment with a room of 30 square meters. Four thousand a month was enough for the renovation. Why would it be such a waste to stay in a hotel?

This was not her style of spending unless she suddenly became rich.

"Maybe her painting sold for a lot of money." I guessed, "Young master Jiang, can I ask you something?"

"Say it."

I looked around to make sure no one whispered, "Help me get close to someone."

"Who?"

"Fu Jing's grandfather, Fu Shouye." When I finished, there was silence.

I waited for a long time, but there was no echo. I thought something was wrong, so I called him several times before he answered me.

"Let's not talk about this now. Let's talk about it when we meet." After Jiang Miao finished speaking, he took the initiative and hung up the phone. I didn't think he was in a hurry. It seemed like something was going on.

I sent him a wechat message asking him to call me when he was free. I was on call and he didn't reply.

I continued to work, busy between my own office and Fu Jing's office, and he called me back after work in the afternoon.

"Hai Tang and I are going to cancel our engagement, and I'm going to cancel the wedding." He seemed to be telling me something.

I remained silent. What does that have to do with me? Obviously, it doesn't matter.

"What happened to Chen Lai was an accident. She was missing, not killed. You don't have to hate or blame others." He added.

His logic made me burst out laughing. "In that case, I'll put you in the middle of a group of lions. You can't blame me for being bitten to death. Blame that group of lions?"

"Chen Qing, that's two different things." A trace of anger rose in his dark eyes.

I pouted. "Well, then, president fu, you don't have to tell me anything about you. Yours and mine are two different things. I'm not interested in your marriage at all."

"Is that how you talk to me now?" He suddenly slapped the table and got up, leaning over it and pinching my chin.

He moved so fast that I couldn't hide. "If you don't want me to talk like this, then don't talk to me about your personal affairs. I'm too lazy to listen."

"Are you too lazy to listen?" As if he had heard a joke, his smile widened around his mouth, like a devil clown. I didn't know where it was. He loosened my jaw, left the desk, grabbed my arm and dragged me into the lounge.

"Fu Jing, I hate you, I hate you..." Knowing what was going to happen, I kept mumbling these three words.

"Hate, even if you hate me, you can't escape from me. I want you for a day, you have to stay for a day, I want you for a year, you have to stay for a year."