"At that time, Mrs. suddenly flashed her waist when she went down the stairs, saying that she was about to give birth, and I still have palpitations that night to this day, I remember and the nanny helped to carry Mrs. to the back seat, I stepped on the gas pedal all the way, ran four traffic lights in a row, and my head was like being washed by sweat, but fortunately, it only took five minutes to get from home to the hospital."

"Who would have thought that today's well-behaved and beautiful children would be so earth-shattering when they were born."

Jing Mian listened quietly, stunned and did not speak.

"Afterwards, the traffic police issued me a ticket and deducted points, and my wife thanked me very much, gave me a big red envelope, and let me hug you."

Li Changan suddenly laughed, fine wrinkles climbed on the tails of his eyes, but the corners of his mouth seemed calm and peaceful, as if remembering the picture at that time, he slowly recalled in the smoke: "You were so small at that time, white and pink, your eyelashes were particularly long, your little hand could only hold my thumb, I was stiff and didn't dare to move, Uncle Li was afraid to move, so I broke your bones, and I was laughed at by Mrs. for a long time." ”

Jing Mian was stunned.

The man who is not good at talking, but this time he seems to recall many years ago, immersed in the past alone, and talks eloquently.

Jing Mian opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, he faintly felt that today's Master Li seemed to be a little abnormal: "Uncle Li......"

Moreover, Master Li also skipped a fact.

That is, Song Zhinian had postpartum hemorrhage after giving birth, and he was almost not rescued, since he was born in this world, his mother's body is not as good as before, and he is often weak and sick.

"Thank you." Jing Mian said.

"No, little master, you shouldn't thank me."

Li Changan raised his head and took the last puff of cigarette, he snuffed out the cigarette butt, and the last bit of spark disappeared, and he said in a low voice: "There is no need to help me all these years, it has been so good to me." ”

"I'm not a good person."

When he heard this, Jing Mian's eyes showed surprise, more puzzled, the hands of the clock in the room turned, making a mechanical and dull background sound, Jing Mian hesitated, but heard the old man say slowly:

"Perhaps, this leg is my retribution."

Then, he saw Li Changan slowly raise his eyes, look at him, and say word by word: "Actually, Mr. Jing cheated very much before." ”

"Before you were born."

"Even on the night of his wife's birth, the reason why he wasn't there was not because of overtime."

In Jingmian's vibrating pupils, Li Changan finished the last few words:

"He's seeing your stepmother, Li Qiao."

Chapter 75

Li Changan imagined how the child would react if he said these words.

scolding him, or insulting his father, or accusing his stepmother Li Qiao, may even be relieved because the years have passed too long, and make a calm reaction that he did not expect.

Who knows, the second his voice fell.

- Jing Mian stood up suddenly.

The stool under him fell to the ground as the boy got up, making a big crashing sound.

Even Li Changan was taken aback.

The old man raised his eyes, but the moment he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Jing Mian's expression, his eyes suddenly revealed endless surprise.

It turns out that paleness can be a matter of moments,

Even the changes can be detected with the naked eye.

His pupils fluttered, and even his fingertips and fingertips were stained with a warm pale air current.

At that moment, Li Changan realized that he thought it was an atonement for telling the truth soon before he died after discovering that he had cancer. For Jingmian, it means unimaginable subversion and destruction.

For a moment, he suddenly regretted it.

Li Chang'an's throat moved, and he couldn't help but scream:

"Young Master......"

However, Jing Mian had already turned away.

The door turned, buzzed, and he almost rushed out.

*

Jingmian walked in the sun, the summer evening struck, the air was not hot, and the young man walked aimlessly forward, but he felt a burst of blackness in front of him.

……

Why didn't you notice it before?

Because he admires Jing Guozhen too much, when he was not in school, he would move a small stool every night and tiptoe in front of the door through the cat's eye, looking forward to the voice-activated lights in the corridor, hoping that his father would appear, and that his hero would come home tonight to see him and his mother.

At that time, in the world of Jingmian, even if the sky fell, Dad would suddenly appear and support the sky with his body.

Later, Jing Mian slowly understood that no one would become another person's heaven.

He has always been self-aware, and he knows that Jing Guozhen no longer loves himself because of his mother's death. The father who remarried is not obliged to force himself to love a son who has ruined his family.

But Jing Mian never thought that among the people who hurt her mother, her father, who loved her deeply, was actually one of them.

Jing Mian sat down on a step, surrounded by unfamiliar scenes and pedestrians, and he was caught in it, thinking about the past alone, both his sight and his thoughts gradually lost focus.

Mom... You know?

Just realizing that possibility sends chills all over your body.

He couldn't think about it anymore.

Suddenly, Jing Mian's mobile phone rang.

Jing Mian picked it up, and the caller ID on it was "Dad".

A few seconds later.

Jing Mian answered the phone.

"Sleep."

Jing Guozhen's voice came into his ears, and everything was as usual: "Tomorrow is Xiao Luo's birthday." ”

"Let's go out as a family tomorrow night, I've already chosen the restaurant, and I'll send you the specific address later... I wonder if your husband has time? Jing Guozhen asked tentatively: "If it's convenient, sleep and take Mr. Ren with ......."

"It's inconvenient."

Jing Mian didn't say anything and interrupted Jing Guozhen: "He's on a business trip." ”

"That's ......"

Jing Guozhen's tone revealed some obvious regret, "Then you remember, at six o'clock in the evening, the location is on the top floor of the waterfront Noho restaurant, there are important guests coming, plus the restaurant there is relatively high-end, don't wear casual clothes, change into a suit." ”

A few minutes later,

The phone hangs up.

Jing Mian stared at the sky, I don't know how long he sat in that position, watching the sunset brighten, and then falling from the side of the mountain little by little.

The whole day was darkened.

Jing Mian got up, stopped a taxi, and rushed to the club.

As if everything was going on as usual, Jing Mian put on a headset to participate in training, and started the live broadcast on time after returning home at night, the whole game was operated accurately and smoothly, but the restrained and beautiful Sheep was more silent than usual.

[Cool]

[This game is simply textbook-level blood abuse!!] 】

[Tonight is a sheep who doesn't talk much]

[Enjoyable. 】

[Is it just me that I don't feel right in my sleeping state?] A little worried]

At the moment when he killed the boss and stepped into the red door, Jing Mian took off his equipment and ended the live broadcast.

Jing Mian returned to the room alone and lay down on the bed.

Mr. Ren was not there, and the whole villa was surprisingly quiet.

The night was dark and the stars were sparse, and Jing Mian's vision could not trace the outline of the moonlight, so he suddenly sat up suddenly, leaned over to find the globe that he had put up for fear of falling dust, and flicked the button.

The pale blue glow immediately lit up the room.

Jing Mian seemed to feel a little relieved.

……

The young man slowly closed his eyes, his palms clenched on the edge of the quilt, all in cold sweat.

*

"Hello, it's Jingmian... Mr. Jing? ”

"Your father's reservation table is the best location in the restaurant, with a great view, by the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the coast, at six o'clock."

"Please come with me."

The waiter in formal clothes bowed slightly, and he guided Jing Mian to the table that the Jing family had booked in advance.

Not far away, Jing Mian saw his father waving at him.

And next to Jing Guozhen, there was a woman wearing a high-end cyan cheongsam with exquisite makeup, but her expression was a little afraid.

Over there is Li Qiao, who I haven't seen for a long time.

Li Qiao could hide the surprise and horror in his heart.

- Now Jingmian is raised so beautifully.

Status doesn't lie.

Although his expression is cold and indifferent, his lips are red and his teeth are white, his long posture and even his slightly curled fingertips are slender and beautiful, which is completely different from the young man who once lived in the Jing family, but he is more like a person who is pampered by the powerful Ren family who is held in the palm of his hand.

Since the last time the Ren family brought someone to the Jing family and revealed the truth and humiliated himself in public, Li Qiao realized that the object of the marriage agreement with Jingmian was not the rumored crippled man.

Under the edge of the table, she unconsciously clenched her fists.

That man is the chief ruler of the Ren family, and he is Ren Xingwan who can decide the fate of the Jing family with a few casual words.

It is a character that they can never provoke even if they empty their homes and live on the streets.