Chapter 62: Do You Hate Me Too?
I don't want to talk.
Yesterday, I ran to FH to talk about it, but in the end I still didn't want to talk.
When I heard his voice, I felt ...... It hurts.
Fanhua fell silent at first, and after a while, he said, "Your brother-in-law said that he made an appointment with you to invite us to dinner at noon today. I'll pick you up. β
"No need." I said, "I'm not available." β
Fanhua's tone was calm, so calm that he couldn't hear the emotion: "Where are you?" β
I said, "I don't want to tell you...... I won't go back. β
Prosperity slowed down: "I ask where are you?" β
"I said I wouldn't go back," I said wearily, "if you want a free body, give it to my sister." It doesn't matter if you don't want it, I've already ...... anyway"
I want to say, I don't have many days left anyway.
But I couldn't finish it.
Because of the prosperity, he suddenly let out a mocking sneer.
"It's true that I went to the third hospital. Well? β
I was stunned for a moment and asked, "What do you mean?" β
"If you say that she was going to send you to the Ninth Hospital, but you won't get out of the car," Fanhua said compassionately, "if you say that you will die by Dr. Liang's side." β
ββ¦β¦β
The Ninth Hospital is the closest hospital to the FH Building.
"Explain." He brutally urged, "Dumb again? β
"Nothing to explain." I said, "I would love it if he wants to." β
Prosperity suddenly fell silent.
I wiped a handful of tears from my eyes and prepared to hang up.
However, at this time, a woman's annoyed voice suddenly came from the earpiece: "Who are you talking to on the phone?" Didn't you promise me that I wouldn't work today? β
It's Su Lianyin.
Fanhua's voice immediately softened a lot: "Sorry, it's urgent......"
The phone hung up.
I looked at the screen that suddenly turned black, for a long time, wiped a handful of tears, and dragged the bustling number into the blacklist.
When Mu An'an brought the food to the table, I had just edited the text message I sent to Lao Cao.
Mu An'an looked at it and frowned: "'The abortion slip is indeed mine, because the child is not my husband's, so I didn't dare to take it home, so I left it with my sister ......', aren't you harming yourself by writing like this?" If Lao Cao tells Prosperous, you won't be able to wash it. β
I said, "It's okay. β
I took my phone and pressed send.
There is even a faint hope in my heart that Lao Cao can tell the prosperity.
Why can he always betray me and hurt me at will?
I have more than a dozen pages of opening records, why don't I get a "derailment crystal" out?
Mu Anan snatched the phone, and when he saw that it was too late, he showed a helpless gaze and said, "Were you arguing with Fanhua just now?" β
I nodded.
"That's how my sister planned." Mu An'an picked up the bowl, filled the soup and put it in front of me, and said, "I thought so yesterday, but it was inconvenient on the phone. It's not that I don't have a place for you to live, but I know all about the prosperity of those places. β
I didn't speak.
"I'll talk to him this afternoon, ask him to give you shares, hold a press conference, and explain to you." Mu Anan said, "You will show up again after the negotiation is completed." β
I said, "I don't want to go back." β
"And what do you want?"
"I want to divorce him." I said, "Can you talk to him for a while?" β
Mu An'an showed a helpless look of "rotten wood cannot be carved": "You have such a bad reputation now, once you divorce him, you will not be able to turn over in your life." β
I didn't speak.
I didn't want to tell Mu An'an about my illness, not from the first day I knew.
Because I always felt that Mu An'an didn't care about me that much.
But after this incident, I was still a little shaken.
Because she has been thinking about me, she even got beaten today.
So I said, "Sister, actually I ......."
Mu An'an's mobile phone rang suddenly.
When she picked it up, I also saw the caller ID, which read: Old man.
It's Lao Cao.
She stood up and walked in the direction of the kitchen: "Hey, husband......"
Then he closed the door.
I picked up my drink and poured it when my phone rang.
It's an unfamiliar social software friend application.
After I passed, the other party sent me a photo directly.
Click on the photo, it is my ID, but this photo is more like Mu An'an, the number in front is exactly the same as what broke on the news.
The documents were placed on a pile of things I recognized, which were Mu An'an's wallet, car keys and her favorite bottle of perfume.
After looking at the photos, I turned my head to look at the kitchen.
Mu An'an was no longer in the kitchen, and it seemed that he was fighting and walked to the terrace outside.
I walked lightly, went to the entrance door, and opened Mu An'an's purse.
In a pile of documents, this fake ID card was seen.
I held it in my hand and it felt like I was holding a red-hot soldering iron.
The pain spread from the palm of my hand to my heart.
Suddenly, Mu An'an's voice came from the direction of the living room behind him: "Feifei, where are you?" It's time to eat. β
I hurriedly packed up Mu An'an's things and threw the false certificate into the trash.
When I went back, Mu An'an had already sat down and smiled at me with a face full of injuries: "Your brother-in-law just apologized to me and said to give me 500,000 yuan and let me transfer it to you." β
I said, "I don't want to." β
Mu Anan didn't shirk either, and said with a smile: "Sister will help you ask for shares with Prosperous." β
Mu An'an's cooking skills have always been very good, but the meal she made today was not delicious, two of the four dishes were not salted, and one soy sauce was made into dark soy sauce.
After eating, she said she had something to go.
I waited a little longer to get to the entrance and saw her closing the lid of her purse.
When Mu An'an left, I still couldn't hold back after all, and said, "Sister......"
Her hand was already gripping the doorknob and didn't turn.
I looked at her stiff back and asked softly, "Sister, are you hating me too?" β
It took a long time for Mu An'an to speak: "You were still young at that time. β
I was young, nine years old.
But unlike my weak social skills, my mechanical memory is very strong.
So even after 14 years, I still remember it clearly:
I was waiting for my dad in the office of the president, Uncle Liang, that day, and I didn't touch anything inside.
At the same time, the president's computer sent the company's important documents to the counterpart.
Muhammad was in crisis, and Uncle Liang jumped off the building.
Mu Anan married Lao Cao.
The findings unanimously pointed to me, but because I was only nine years old, I didn't have to take any responsibility.
On this day, before Mu An'an left, the last thing he said to me was: "Do you still need me to help you fight for your interests?" β
I said, "No." I explained softly, "I know you won't hurt me in this matter, you're just going to make some money." But I don't need shares, thank you, sister. β
Mu An'an nodded and left in silence.
I wanted to tidy up the house, but after working for a while, I felt so tired that I just fell asleep on the couch.
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