431 Daddy lied to me
I was a little choked and didn't pause for a few seconds. β·ε «β·ε «β·Readβ· book,.2β3.oβ He immediately leaned over and reached out to lift my chin.
When I saw his smiling face, I became impatient, slapped his hand away, and said, "No, I'm not your wife." β
He continued to laugh and rolled his eyes, as if he had heard the joke of the century: "You are endless? β
"Why can't I go on and on?" I said, "Don't forget, legally, you and I are not husband and wife, and the law does not recognize your ability to marry." In terms of agreement, you and I are not married, and on your way, you have never held any formal and public banquet to explain the relationship between me and you, even when Nian Nian held a banquet, I have never appeared publicly. β
Helpless, he let go of the hand holding the armrest of my wheelchair, stood up straight, and said, "It's not interesting for you to sophistry like this, your family doesn't think so." β
"Why should I care what they think? Like you said, they just want me dead. Whether I am an heir or not, they all want me to die, and it matters what I think. I think I've won because he's losing momentum, so he just wants to end the conversation quickly, "I hope you don't get involved in any decisions about my mother's family anymore, and I don't need to explain my thoughts to you." I don't like it when you make decisions for me like you do today, and if you can't, then we'll go back now. Even if the heir is me, I don't want it, I'll go back to your mother and ask her to continue to help me fight the divorce lawsuit. β
He was visibly agitated, and the more he did this, the more he became defeated, "And what else do you want me to do?" β
"I didn't want you." I said, "I've always been adamant that I'm going to divorce you." β
"You figured it out! The heir is not given to you so that you can sit firmly, you need someone to support you! Otherwise, this will continue to happen today! His eyes widened, fierce, as if he had been greatly wronged, and emphasized: "That group of people started to enter your father's business more than ten years before you, and they have cultivated their own interest groups, and you have nothing!" You only have me! Otherwise, what are you going to do to fight with others! β
"What to do with them is my business, and I am emphasizing now that I will not allow you to exercise my power on my behalf." I looked into his eyes and said, "You just said that I borrowed the question to play, okay, I tell you now, I just borrowed the question to play, I want you to taste the taste I tasted before, I want to do my best to help you, in exchange for your usurpation and slap." Of course, I know you'll say it's because I didn't get things done, because you don't have the heart of a villain, because I don't know what to do. Now I also think that you are too much to do things well, and I also think that you have plans in this regard, so I ask you not to do this kind of misleading thing in the future, okay? β
He was silent for a while, and then said, "That's what I was asking you just now." Since you feel like you're not wrong, explain it. β
"I don't want to explain, and I'm not obligated to explain." I said, "I've been with you for so many years, I've been through everything, I don't trust that you started this first, and I don't intend to fall behind you." β
He stopped talking, and after a while, he shook his head again and smiled bitterly: "You are really becoming more and more unreasonable." β
"I've had enough of it."
I know I'm unreasonable now, it's okay, it's useless for him to be reasonable. I do have resentment in my heart, anyone who is bullied like this has resentment, I want to send it out, I can't implicate innocent people, then I will send it to him. I know that it is useless for me to accuse him, complain to him, and reason with him, only when things are reflected on him like a mirror, and let him switch roles with me, he understands the difficulties of being on my side.
Moreover, it doesn't matter if he doesn't understand, he can get out. I haven't started beating him and scolding him, but I just twisted his kindness to me a little, and he couldn't stand it anymore, so he was wronged? Just clamoring to get out? What can he expect from this sincerity? Usurpation?
However, Fanyin is not a reckless man, he calmed down at this moment, and said with a smile: "Then I can make suggestions, right?" β
"It's better not to." I really don't want to hear a word, the heir hasn't been announced yet, so I don't need to be in a hurry now.
"I think Chen Shide should be controlled immediately, he has the greatest suspicion of being involved in your murder." He ignored my refusal and said directly: "He must have made careful preparations before he plotted to murder you, and if you leave him time now, he will be able to completely solve the aftermath, and if you can't catch his tail, you won't be able to solve him." β
I said, "It's my business." β
He looked frustrated, and was a little anxious: "Do you know how lucky you were to survive just now?" β
"I don't know." I said, "That's how I survived every time." β
He didn't seem to hear my sarcasm, and said anxiously: "The killer uses his hands, and this is the most mistaken point of his actions." Because he could have used wire or even strips of cloth, and you'd be dead when I passed. β
"Oh." I'm really not interested.
Now my throat hurts, but this pain is not strange at all. It's like that kind of suffocation, that kind of dying feeling, and I'm not unfamiliar with it at all. I know that I am misanthropic, this is not right, this is unreasonable, but this is my real experience, I don't care about this, death has long been unable to scare me.
It was only now that he realized that he could not convince me at all, and whirled around the room angrily like a raging lion, reaching for a cigarette and putting it to his mouth.
I hurriedly reminded: "Go outside and smoke, don't burn my house down." β
He glanced at me, had a good attitude and went off to the terrace.
I operated my wheelchair to open the door and wanted to see the two children, but I found that the door was not closed tightly. My heart shook slightly, and then I saw Niannian's face.
I stopped my wheelchair, and instead of making a fuss as usual, she looked at me. I'll never forget the look in her eyes at this moment, I think she's grown up, and her gaze gives me that feeling. This feeling is sad and scary, in fact, I know that she is making trouble, she is tossing, all because she is still young and does not understand anything.
After a long time, I broke the silence and asked, "Did you sleep well?" β
She nodded, as if she had just come back to her senses, "Mom, what's wrong with your neck?" β
"It's fine." I said, "Mom had a nightmare at night and beat herself up. β
"Oh......" She was clearly unconvinced, but she did not refute it, nor did she ask a rhetorical question.
This expression made me even more uneasy, and I hurriedly said, "Baby, come over and let Mom hug it, okay?" β
She hesitated, then ran over and got into my arms.
I hurriedly hugged her and asked, "What's wrong with you?" Didn't you sleep well? β
"Uh-huh......" she seemed to be in a little better shape than just now, and whispered, "Mommy......"
"Huh?"
"Daddy isn't there?" Her voice was quieter than it had just been.
I turned my head to look in the direction of the terrace, and I had already heard the movement, but I was standing not far away, and I didn't come forward.
I said, "Daddy isn't here." β
"Oh."
I heard her voice choked a little, and I also felt that the placket of her face was a little wet, so I hugged her tightly and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?" Well? Baby? Is it okay to tell your mother? β
My words were like a stone in the sea, and she kept crying.
I don't know how long it took, but she finally cried "wow", grabbed the hem of my clothes, and said, "Daddy lied to me......"
I, everybody is lying to Niannian, and I don't want her to know what Fanyin really looks like. I always felt that as long as she didn't know, for her, her dad was still there, and her dad was fine. But again, I have imagined many times, if she knew all this, would she be considerate, or would she hate him? I admit that I am very upset, I hate that she is always on the side of Fanyin, but I can't ruin her dreams of father. I want to hide it from her, until she grows up and can understand all this.
I stroked her back, not knowing how to comfort her. She was crying so much that she was dying, and now even if I had something to say to comfort her, she would not be able to listen to it.
So I could only hug her like this, for a long time, until her tears were less and her body was crying softly, and then I tried my best to pick her up, put my arms around her and asked, "Why did Dad lie to you?" β
She sobbed, flattened her mouth, and hung her little head, unwilling to answer.
I urged, "Say, didn't Dad never lie to you?" Why do you say that all of a sudden? β
"I asked Daddy," she said, sobbing, "Daddy said he didn't hit you." He lied to me! β
Just now when I was arguing with Fanyin, I said the word "slap".
I carefully recalled what I said earlier, and felt that there was still room for it: "Then why did you say that Dad beat me?" Daddy just didn't hit me. β
She looked at me and glared at me, "You're a liar, too." β
"You have to be reasonable." I said, "Proof." β
"You said my dad slapped you." She said with red eyes, "I can hear it clearly. β
It's okay, it's okay.
I said, "You heard me wrong." Starters
"I didn't!" She raised her throat, and she couldn't stand a little wrong, and her appearance was the same as Fanyin: "Don't lie to people!" I'm not a kid anymore! β
"You're not even six years old!"
"I already know 4,000 words! 500 Chinese characters, can do three-digit multiplication! "I'm not a child," she stressed. β
"That's amazing." I asked, "Then can you memorize Tang poems?" β
"Yes, but don't disturb me!" After she finished yelling, she flattened her mouth again, and tears fell again, "You all lied to me...... Why did my dad hit someone? β
"Your dad doesn't hit people." I really didn't have a good explanation, so I had to say, "Do you still remember that auntie's nonsense?" Then let me tell you, my mother's neck is purple because a bad uncle has just pinched my mother. Dad saved me, and the bad uncle was with that aunt. They are all bad people, and stupid babies will believe the words of bad people and not trust their fathers. β
I wiped her tears, hoping that I could still fool her this time. But at this moment, a voice came from behind him: "Dad did beat Mom." β