Chatper 259 (1/2)

"Young poor." Cheng Zizhi walked to the table and looked at the contents of the painting, "My dear daughter, have you been troubled recently?"

"Well, I've been upset all day today, and I'm worried that I have nowhere to vent."

"Is it convenient to talk to me?"

"It's not convenient at the moment." Cheng Jiangxue paused for a moment, and then added: "When I can tell, Dad, you must be the first person to know."

"That's good. You are a very independent person, and I respect your decision."

"My vision is indeed correct. He really deserves to be the man I love the most in my life."

"What about me?" Shen Moyun's voice sounded from the door.

"You are the second." Cheng Jiangxue smiled.

"I can only be third? Cheng Jiangxue, touch your conscience, will it hurt?" Cheng Jiangming's voice sounded from behind Shen Moyun.

"Third? Young man, who gave you the confidence? No matter what, you have to rank outside the top ten."

"I'll go, old lady, can you be nice to your only brother?"

"No, I have a lot of younger brothers. How about a bunch of younger brothers from the criminal police team waiting?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, did those younger brothers grow up with you? Are they related to you? What a worry-free woman!" Cheng Jiangming said angrily and went downstairs.

When he walks fast, he can still see a slight limp in his feet.

However, he was no longer a boy who was in a bad mood because of his limp.

With such a sister who is always worried, he has no time to worry about such trivial things as lameness.

After the five of them finished eating, Mama Zhang cleared the dining table.

Cheng Zizhi, Shen Moyun, and Cheng Jiangming went to the study to chat.

Cheng Jiangxue sat in the living room watching TV with Mrs. Cheng.

Mrs. Cheng wiped her tears while watching TV, "The screenwriter is too cruel to write like this. Everyone is dead, and there are only two protagonists left. What's the point?"

"It's just a TV series, so you don't need to be so absorbed in watching it."

Mrs. Cheng rolled her eyes several times, "You child, do you really have no soft spots?"

Cheng Jiangxue closed his eyes and turned off the TV, "Mom, I want to talk to you."

"Why can't we wait until the TV is over?"

"You can also watch it on a tablet or home theater later."

Mrs. Cheng noticed that Cheng Jiangxue's state was different from usual, "Xiaoxue, what's wrong with you? Are you too tired from work? I said earlier that I would not let you become a forensic doctor. If you insist, the company at home is not good? Go to work when you want to go to work, stay at home or go out to play when you don’t want to go to work, the time depends entirely on your own arrangements.”

"Do you think Dad, Mo Yun, Jiang Ming, who among them have lived the life you said?" Cheng Jiangxue said calmly: "Mom, I want to ask you something, and you have to answer me truthfully."

"Say it."

"Is there anything you're hiding from me that you won't let me know?"

Mrs. Cheng looked at Cheng Jiangxue's serious and cold face, "Is there anything I can hide from you, nothing."

"Isn't there anything that happened before I was born?"

"Before you were born? It was a long time ago, I don't remember clearly."

"Oh. Where were you last week?"

The smile on Mrs. Cheng's face disappeared, "Jiang Xue, is mother your prisoner? Are your series of questions a prisoner being interrogated?"

"You're my mother, I know. Our interrogation of prisoners is not so kind."

"you……"

Cheng Jiangxue didn't avoid Madam Cheng's gaze, "Mom, do you know what you fear most about being a law enforcement officer?"