177 Do you blame me

After he went out, the whole house was empty, and I was so upset that I ran over and hugged the kitten and turned on the TV. Fastest update access: щщщ.79XS.сОΜ

The more I look at it, the more upset I become, I think it's like this now, the photos in my hand that can prove that Fu Wanying and Zhou Zhengming have an improper relationship have not come in handy, and those who hurt me and my friends have not been punished as they should be, and I was kicked out again after only two days of going back, I always feel that it was a 'yin' conspiracy.

After thinking about it, I decided to call Luo Jianwen first to see if he had found anything unusual about the company called Chuangda Trading.

Luo Jianwen estimated that the company was busy at this point, and no one answered after calling twice, so I didn't call again.

His call came back about an hour later.

It was estimated that he had a cold, and his voice was a little hoarse, and he said, "Chen Sansan, I was planning to call you tonight." The company you said, I found someone to check, there are not many people in the office in that company, but every vigilance 'sex' is very strong, I use the name of a friend's company to do some office equipment inquiry, and has indicated the intention to cooperate, but the strange thing is that the people here refuse to visit us there, and also refuse to send the company's business license and other things. ”

As soon as I heard this, I understood most of my heart, and with the bottom, my heart was naturally calmed down a lot, and I said in a hurry: "Then who are you connecting with Chuangda?" Can you help me look up the background of the connector? ”

"Li Xiaorui, it's the 'girl' child on the slip you sent me with the signature in the delivery person's column." Luo Jianwen replied quickly.

As soon as I heard that, I continued, "Oh, you go on. ”

Luo Jianwen paused, cleared his throat, and said clearly: "She is from Meizhou, and she is not a cousin with Zhou Zhengming. But her vigilance is very high, and she can't say anything for the time being. ”

I sighed and asked coldly, "What about her family's financial situation?" And what about some of her 'private' people? ”

Luo Jianwen was stunned, and finally said: "Oh, I didn't check this, I'll find out again." ”

After hanging up the phone, I looked at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock, Zhang Minglang hadn't come back yet, thinking that his expression was so abnormal before he went out, I was a little worried, so I dialed him.

But for the first time, his phone was turned off.

It was the first time he had turned off in all the years I've known him.

If you don't panic, that's definitely impossible.

But we are all like this, the more we care about a person, the richer the imagination used on him, I think of Zhang Minglang was in a bad mood before he went out of the "door", will he be driving without "spirit" or something?

The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, I didn't want to call Zhou Peiling, but in the end, I gritted my teeth and called her.

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered, and she knew it was me, so she said angrily: "What's the matter?" ”

I wanted to ask Zhang Minglang if he was on her side, and I couldn't raise the bar with her, so I had to quickly say, "Is Zhang Minglang on your side?" ”

Zhou Peiling snorted coldly, and said nonchalantly: "Here, feed my grandson porridge again, don't call again if it's okay." ”

Then I was on the phone and heard the voice of Zhang Minglang and Su Xiaomi's vague conversation, but the voice over there was too chaotic, and I hadn't heard a complete sentence yet, so the phone was hung up abruptly.

I felt very uncomfortable in my heart, but I didn't want to be bored, so I took some money and ran down to buy vegetables and came back to cook, and Zhang Minglang didn't come back yet, I thought that he seemed to have said that he was going home for dinner before he went out, so I first 'gave' some rice and 'meat' for the kitten, and then covered the meal, and sat on the sofa to wait for him to come back.

Maybe I didn't sleep well last night, I stared at the TV for a while, and suddenly I was a little sleepy, and I fell asleep in a daze.

Hearing the sound of someone opening the 'door', I woke up, opened my worried eyes and looked, Zhang Minglang was standing at the entrance to change shoes, I stood up in a daze to meet him, pulled him and said, "I'm back, I'm ready to cook." ”

Zhang Minglang suddenly shrank back, and then said in a very flat tone: "It's three o'clock, I've eaten lunch, you can eat it yourself, I'll go sleep for a while." ”

After he finished speaking, he didn't even look at me, and walked straight in the direction of the bedroom, and as soon as he walked in, he slammed the 'door'.

The sound of the 'door' striking against the wall made my heart feel like someone had put a small drum on it and kept knocking it around.

I suddenly felt a little aggrieved, but I also saw that he was in a bad mood, and I didn't dare to talk any more, and I was afraid of making noise, so I tiptoed to the table and put away all the plates covered with dishes.

A fine layer of vapour poured out of the plates, and as soon as I moved, they fell on the table, like my heart, and were not properly placed.

The rice was still a little warm, and the dishes were all cold, so I wasn't in the mood to heat it up again, so I scribbled a few bites of rice, sandwiched a few bites of vegetables, and reluctantly swallowed it myself.

After eating, I looked at the almost complete dish on the table, and I felt a little distressed.

Because I lived together, Zhang Minglang always chattered that eating leftovers was not good for my health, and he didn't give them to me, so over time, I also felt that it was really bad to eat leftovers, so I had to pour them.

So now, after a long struggle, I finally took a bag and poured all the things into it, and brought the dishes, chopsticks, and plates to the sink.

After tossing, I cleaned up the dining table again, washed my hands, and then gently pushed open the bedroom door, walked in, and climbed into the bed.

Zhang Minglang was lying on his side, his eyes closed, his brows furrowed, as if all his thoughts were written on his face.

I didn't dare to wake him up and ask what was going on, but I was too far away from him and felt unstable, so I sat down next to him, took a book and flipped it up.

Suddenly, he muttered, "Sit a little away, it's too hot." ”

Of course, I know that it is hot in summer, but the air conditioner is turned on in the bedroom, and I looked at the air conditioner, and the indoor temperature displayed on the air conditioner is 25 degrees, which is logically not hot.

It wasn't hot, Zhang Minglang also asked me to sit out of the way, which obviously didn't want me to get close.

I finally couldn't help it, reached out and touched him and asked, "Zhang Minglang, what's wrong with you?" ”

He opened his eyes slowly, and it was clear that something was written on his face, but what he said was: "It's okay, it's just a little tired." ”

I sighed and said cautiously, "Then you go to sleep, I'd better go out first, don't make you sleep." ”

With that, I put the book in my hand and wanted to get out of bed.

It was also at that moment that Zhang Minglang suddenly grabbed me, he sat up and pounced on me and 'kissed' me, and my 'lips' were pasted by him without being prepared, and my feet were bent on the 'bed', fixed there in a very strange posture.

Zhang Minglang suddenly reached out and stroked the hair in front of me, and his fingers touched my earlobe, like a burst of electricity flowing, and I trembled.

And Zhang Minglang tore my clothes quickly before I could react.

During the day, the light in the bedroom was very bright and bright, and I was a little unaccustomed to it, so I leaned over and asked vaguely, "What are you doing?" ”

Zhang Minglang directly ignored my question, and kept tearing my clothes, the movements became heavier and heavier, I was startled, but I didn't dare to make a sound, so I had to stiffly meet his movements.

The clothes were quickly ripped off by him, I was 'naked' and 'exposed' my body, I felt that my face was so red and hot, so I pulled the quilt over my hand to cover it, but Zhang Minglang tore off my quilt and said vaguely: "What are you blocking, you are all mine." ”

This sentence, with some sadness and indignation, also some more true, and some very complicated things, I can't figure it out, and I want to pull the quilt again.

At this time, Zhang Minglang suddenly pressed my hand, and came over again, but the body that was attached to it was cold, as if it was the same as the cold stone lion of a building.

The moment I was in my fugue, he quickly put me down.

Then I felt pain in his rampage, and it hurt so much that my tears were about to fall, but he didn't seem to see anything, and kept rushing, and I finally couldn't help it, and whispered, "I hurt." ”

Zhang Minglang was stunned, stopped there for a while, and suddenly lay down on top of me, silent for a while without speaking.

In the end, it was I who broke the silence.

I said, "Zhang Minglang, can you tell me something?" ”

He suddenly turned over, took the quilt and covered it for me, stared at the sky 'flower' board like me, and said half-loudly: "Chen Sansan, what do you say, what is this life of a person for?" ”

I opened my mouth, but before I could say anything, he suddenly smiled sarcastically and said, "A long time ago, I always had a grudge against my mother, thinking that my father was sorry for her. I studied hard, I tried to make myself better, so that one day I could fulfill my promise to my mom and help her get back everything that belonged to her. For a long time, I felt like I could do anything, and I was stuck in the confidence of my own abilities. But slowly I found out that I was just an ordinary person, I also had joys and sorrows, I also had weaknesses, and I also had people or things I wanted to protect. It was nothing, but when the two clashed, I realized that I was actually very weak, so weak that I was extremely tired, and I really wanted to take a break. ”

In the past, Zhang Minglang never liked to say these meaningless words, but now his reaction made me even more worried, I rolled over and climbed on top of him wrapped in the quilt, stretched out my hand to cover his face, stared at him and asked: "Zhang Minglang, can you tell me what happened?" ”

Zhang Minglang also stared at me, kept looking at me, saw that I was timid, and saw that I had to look away.

It seemed like a century had passed, and Zhang Minglang suddenly reached over and pressed my hand, as if he was joking, and said seriously: "If I want to divorce, will you blame me?" ”

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