C129 I want to ask you who the father of your child is

I want to ask you who your child's father is

She was furious over at the phone for a while, and finally recalled Huan Jing's intentions.

— If you want to see me, make an appointment with my assistant.

The meaning of "I'm very busy" was very clear between the lines.

Yeah.

If there was no relationship between the two, she was just one of the countless people who wanted to make an appointment with Huan Jing.

She gritted her teeth.

"If I find out that you're behind this, don't blame me for not recognizing you."

Huan Jing calmly threw the pot away.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Always keep a straight face and stay out of trouble.

"That's best."

After such an unpleasant conversation, the phone was hung up.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Chu Rui was not in a better mood.

If she had to find a place to vent her anger previously, now that the only outlet was completely blocked, all she could do was keep her anger to herself.

She took a deep breath.

"Nothing, I just met with some unhappy things."

… …. Even if he said it out loud, who would be able to understand it?

She was just a nobody. How could that man use such methods to force her to such a state?

"Let's hurry up and find a job. I don't think this store will be able to last much longer."

The other colleagues discussed.

"Yeah, after finding a new job to save some money, hurry up and fix this loophole."

Along the way back, he couldn't even remember how she did it.

He felt that his steps were heavy, as if all of them carried a heavy burden. With every step he took, he expended more than half of his strength.

She had a number in her mind, a number that far exceeded what she could bear.

Who said that a problem that could be solved with money was not a problem?

The biggest problem was the lack of money.

When he finally returned to the apartment, his mind was preoccupied. Upon entering, he saw that the sunset had covered the entire balcony and that the pellet on the balcony was leaning on the side of the roof to enjoy the scenery.

Who let you go up? "Hurry and get down!"

She was so scared that she woke up and rushed to the balcony to drag pellet down.

pellet felt wronged, he looked at her for a while and then looked outside.

This lightning-fast moment must have scared him.

He probably couldn't understand at all. He had done this before, so why did he provoke such a great anger in her today?

"You are not allowed to climb up from now on, understand? What do we do if something happens? Do you want to leave Mom alone? "

She scolded him all over, saying many harsh words, making pellet's eyes sparkle, as if he was being bullied.

After half an hour of scolding, she finally could not bear to say her last sentence.

"Mom has nothing left. Do you want me to lose you again?"

These words floated in the air and floated on pellet's eyelashes for a while, like the setting sun jumping on his eyelashes.

pellet would definitely not understand these words.

He felt only slightly wronged, but also a little confused.

But Tang suddenly realized that she had become so fragile before she knew it, and she had become afraid of losing it.

Back in her room, she sat quietly for a while.

"Why don't you call Huan Jing?"

She thought she was not a strong-willed, invulnerable person.

There was no need for him to be stubborn. As long as he quickly admitted his wrongs, he would be able to resolve the problem. Why would he force himself to such a state?

"Huan Jing, I want to talk to you."

Although she had just had a closed-door meal there an hour ago, she quickly dialed the number again.

As long as you have a thick skin, what else can't you solve?

Huan Jing remained silent for a moment.

He could probably hear the helplessness and the sighs in her voice. In short, there were some things that he was still unable to differentiate at the moment.

At first, she thought it was still the same answer.

"If you have anything to talk to me about, contact my assistant."

But to his surprise, Huan Jing did not use such an excuse.

He was silent for a moment, then asked.

"What do you want to talk about?"

Tang Chu Rui opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Huan Jing's voice was far too familiar.

It was as if the strings of a cello were vibrating, and no matter when or where, his tone carried a feeling of being out of the way, yet like the low dampness of red wine overflowing one's throat.

Especially when he no longer made things difficult for her, the quality of his words almost made people want to jump into his arms and cry out loud.

Fortunately, she was still rather clear-headed and knew that if she really cried on the phone, she could just directly jump off the roof.

"I have something I want to talk to you about," she said after a moment's deliberation. "Let's meet."

She knew she had given in at that moment.

Huan Jing: "Alright, I'll come look for you."

He hung up.

Tang Meng Rui stared at the phone for a few minutes, thinking that Huan Jing seemed to have some kind of mental reader, understanding how she felt during different periods of time and didn't waste words when the time came.

She waited in the room for a moment, and then the doorbell rang.

"Huan —"

When she opened the door and saw the person standing outside, she stopped midway through the call.

This is not Huan Jing.

"Ye Junzhe?" She frowned slightly, a little surprised. "You … "Why are you here?"

The young man standing in the doorway, wearing a trendy locomotive jacket, with his hair standing straight up, pushed his glasses on his nose and smiled.

"I just happened to pass by today. I remembered that you had moved here, so I followed you in to take a look."

She hadn't seen this man in a long time.

Five years ago, she had successfully left that nightmarish place with Ye Junzhe's help.

However, something else happened after they arrived in M Country. There was some disagreement between the two, she did not choose to stay with him, but decided to live by herself and raise pellet.

She stood in the doorway and did not let anyone in. She only exchanged a few words of greeting.

When the pleasantries were over, she reminded him in a low voice.

"Don't stay too long, if your family knows, they should …" I'm not happy about it. "

Ye Junzhe laughed.

"Now that I moved out to live on my own, they can't be as restrained as they were before."

That year, even though they had arrived at a new place, the rumors and rumors wouldn't change according to the location. At that time, Tang Muren finally experienced the ability of Ye Junzhe's Third and Sixth Aunt to create rumors and gossip, and she was able to decipher everything in a different way.

Of course, they couldn't understand why Tang Gu Rui would appear by Ye Junzhe's side. Therefore, Tang Gu Rui chose to leave on her own accord, as Ye Junzhe tried to persuade her to stay.

"You just came here, so you're still not used to the environment here. There's no one else you know. If you just leave like that …"

She patted his shoulder soothingly.

"Didn't you hear the meaning behind those aunties' words that they said they wanted to introduce you to some famous clan's young miss?" If I stay here, not only will it be your burden, it will also be theirs. "

Thus, in a flash, she hadn't seen Ye Junzhe for a long time.

A city wasn't too big, but the chances of running into someone familiar at an intersection was very slim. The two of them did not have any interactions other than the occasional update from the exchange point.

His appearance here today had indeed exceeded her expectations.

"pellet should be going to school soon?"

Probably because of their professional relationship, Ye Junzhe looked a little more professional than before. He brought some gifts and picked them up with courtesy, "These are for pellet. It's been a long time since I last saw him.

A small lump of meat was squeezed between the doorframe as he looked up at Ye Junzhe with his shiny glasses.

Although Tang Meng Rui and Ye Junzhe had very little interaction, but every year during Christmas, Ye Junzhe would bring along props, candies, and gifts to accompany her and the pellet for holidays. pellet was even brought to the city by him for a stroll. When they returned, they wished that it would be Christmas every day.

It could be said that Ye Junzhe had successfully forged a good relationship with the pellet. Whenever he appeared, the pellet would have an expression of a cat eating fish and dogs, as if he had been tamed.

"pellet, this is for you. Do you like it?" Ye Junzhe squatted and asked.

pellet immediately nodded his head.

Ye Junzhe raised his head and looked at Tang Gu Rui. "How about we go inside the house and tear it down?"

Thus, Tang Meng Rui turned her body to the side, slightly unwilling to give up, but helplessly turned her body to the side and allowed Ye Junzhe to enter.

Ye Junzhe took out the presents he had given to pellet in the house. pellet took them one by one and brought them to the house to play.

Ye Junzhe took out another bunch of flowers.

"This is for you."

The flowers were well wrapped and placed in a long, sealed box. The large box had been dismantled. Inside the box was a green ribbon for decorating the scenery. In the middle was a bouquet of flowers with dew on the petals.

It was a bunch of lilies. In an instant, the entire room was filled with a faint fragrance.

"Why did you send me flowers?"

Ye Junzhe: "I saw it downstairs, so I bought it along the way."

There was indeed a florist under her apartment building, which had been open for many years.

He took the flowers and put them in a clear glass bottle.

Ye Junzhe stood there for a while and suddenly asked, "After pellet … What are you going to do? "

She inserted the flower, fiddled with it for a bit, then asked, "What do we do with what?"

Ye Junzhe paused.

"We can't continue like this forever, right?" He looked around the room. "Always live here? In this old abandoned district? "

"Isn't this place good?" she asked.

"Does that child need a father to grow up? You want to take him through all this? "

Tang Chu Rui didn't answer, she just turned around and headed to the kitchen.

"What do you want to drink? I have coffee and juice here. "

"I just want to talk to you. There are too many mysteries on your body," Ye Junzhe caught up to her and asked, "Why are you always changing the topic?"

"Then what do you want to talk about?" she asked good-naturedly, turning.

Ye Junzhe stared at her for a while and pushed at the frame of the mirror.

he said.

"I've always wanted to ask you, who is the father of a child?"

Right here.

Ding dong. The doorbell rang.