C129 I want to ask you who the father of your child is (1/2)

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.”