Gu Zhiqingyan

Chapter 1024 Who Are You?
"I'm going to teach my sister a lesson. Mr. Dongfang wants to intervene in family affairs?" Bai Qingyan raised her eyebrows.

It seemed that this man hadn't figured out who he was in love with at all.

A dangerous person like Mi Ziyue must disappear immediately.

Dongfang Jue can completely belong to Xiao Ran.

As an older sister, of course she has to help her younger sister.

For Dongfang Jue, Bai Qingyan is satisfied, and she is still worthy of Xiao Ran.

Therefore, it must not be snatched away by anyone.

Dongfang Jue was silent.

He just felt uncomfortable seeing Xiaoyue being beaten.

But Xiaoyue's words were indeed inappropriate.

Not far away, Yuan Huanchen gave Bai Qingyan a thumbs up.

Haha, what she always wanted to do, her dear Yanyan helped her do it.

Mi Ziyue just needs to clean up.

Cheng Ziming let go of Yuan Huanchen slowly, and said, "Huanchen, can we find a place to chat?"

Yuan Huanchen nodded happily: "Okay."

Mi Ziyue was slapped, and Yuan Huanchen was very happy.

Then, she took Cheng Ziming to Bai Qingyan's small Western-style building courtyard.

Luo Wan and Si Yuan didn't know when Bai Qingyan and the others would come back, so they took the two little guys for lunch.

When Yuan Huanchen brought Cheng Ziming over, the two were swinging in the yard.

Gu Nianbai was sitting, Dongfang Mo was pushing her, and the two laughed.

"Uncle Cheng?" Dongfang Mo was a little surprised to see Cheng Ziming.

"Mo'er." Cheng Ziming nodded, "Can you go in and play with this little girl for a while? Huanchen and I have something to talk about."

"Oh, yes." Dongfang Mo nodded his head.

He grabbed the swing: "Bai Bai, let's go in and play."

Gu Nianbai glanced at Yuan Huanchen, seeing Yuan Huanchen nodding to her, she followed in.

The two sat down on wicker chairs under the big tree.

Yuan Huanchen's posture was casual, she was really hungry, grabbed the pastries on the table, and ate them in small bites, regardless of Cheng Ziming.

Cheng Ziming was very nervous, his palms were sweating, he pursed his lips and looked at Yuan Huanchen.

After eating one, she poured herself another cup of scented tea, drank a couple of sips, picked up another and continued eating.

Cheng Ziming was full of words, but seeing that she seemed really hungry, he said, "Otherwise, let's go eat first, and we'll talk after lunch?"

Yuan Huanchen looked up at him, swallowed the food in his mouth, and said, "Go eat now, can you eat?"

"...but you're hungry." Cheng Ziming said.

Yuan Huanchen lowered his eyes: "It's okay, how can I be hungry in the Si family, just tell me."

She had nothing to say to him.

"Huanchen, how have you been these past few years?" Cheng Ziming looked at her deeply, with a thousand words in his heart, but he couldn't find a clue, and finally, it turned into this sentence.

Yuan Huanchen nodded calmly: "Well, I'm fine."

After eating two, she felt less hungry. She clapped her hands and looked up at Cheng Ziming: "You just want to ask me such a boring question?"

There was some impatience in his tone.

"You hate me?" Cheng Ziming looked at her deeply.

He had imagined countless times that if he saw her again, he would explain Mi Ziyue's matter to her in a soft-spoken manner.

It's not that he loves her, or that he doesn't love her, but that Dongfang Jue is more important to him than blood relatives.

It was indeed his incompetence to wrong her.

But he is not a god, can she accept his only mistake.

Those words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak them out.

From Yuan Huanchen's eyes, he saw indifference and alienation, and he also knew that it would be useless to explain anything.

Yuan Huanchen brushed his curly hair with his hand, propped his head on his palm, and looked at Cheng Ziming with interest: "Who are you to me? Why should I hate you?"

Cheng Ziming suddenly seemed to be hit hard on the head with a wooden stick. His mind was buzzing and he couldn't think. He just looked at Yuan Huanchen like a fool.

Yuan Huanchen shrugged: "Since you have nothing to ask, then I'll go back."

With that said, she stood up.

Cheng Ziming grabbed her wrist: "Huanchen, where's the child? Where's our child?"

Yuan Huanchen looked at him mockingly: "What do you think?"

"You..." Cheng Ziming's lips were trembling, "You, did it?"

Yuan Huanchen shook off his hand and pulled his lips: "Yes, you know me very well."

Cheng Ziming's eyes were red, and the bottom of his pupils was full of pain, and he looked at her fixedly.

Yuan Huanchen glanced at him, turned and left.

Although Cheng Ziming knew the answer a long time ago, hearing Yuan Huanchen's mouth that it was such an ending, his heart was still so painful that he couldn't breathe.

He stood under the big tree, as if his acupuncture points had been tapped, he didn't move, he didn't even blink his eyes.

Gu Nianbai who was in the room saw the scene here, and she said: "They seem to have quarreled."

Dongfang Mo hurried out and grabbed Cheng Ziming's finger: "Uncle Cheng, are you okay?"

Cheng Ziming looked down at him, tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, he wanted to say that he was fine, but his throat seemed to be stuffed with cotton, and he couldn't make a sound at all.

Dongfang Mo was startled: "Uncle Cheng, you...are you crying?"

Cheng Ziming turned his head away, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands, and found his own voice with great effort: "No, my eyes hurt."

"Then sit down and Mo'er will blow it up for you." Dongfang Mo said thoughtfully.

Gu Nianbai came over, pulled Dongfang Mo's hand away, and pulled him back.

"Uncle Cheng is sad, I want to comfort him." Dongfang Mo turned to look at Cheng Ziming.

"Hush!" Gu Nianbai said softly, "He needs to be quiet now."

"Oh." Dongfang Mo nodded his head and followed Gu Nianbai back.

Yuan Huanchen returned to the main building.

Bai Qingyan and the others waited for them.

She walked back with a calm expression: "I'm starving to death, how about eating?"

Bai Qingyan glanced behind her.

Empty.

"Where's Ziming?" Dongfang Jue stood up and asked.

"I don't know." Yuan Huanchen shrugged.

She sat down and pulled Bai Qingyan up: "Go, let's eat."

Bai Qingyan followed her to the restaurant.

Gu Yezhi followed behind them.

Dongfang Jue turned around to look for Cheng Ziming.

Fortunately, the main building is not far from Bai Qingyan's small western-style building. After walking a few steps, Dongfang Jue saw Cheng Ziming under the tree.

He sat there with no expression on his face, his eyes were red.

Dongfang Jue walked over quickly and patted his shoulder.

Cheng Ziming didn't respond.

Dongfang Jue asked, "What did you say to her?"

"The child is gone." Cheng Ziming turned to look at Dongfang Jue.

Dongfang Jue was taken aback for a moment, and after a while, he uttered a few words from his thin lips: "IQ is worrying."

Cheng Ziming: "..."

"You haven't seen each other for several years, and you asked her about the child at the first time? Do you care about the child or her? It's your fault..."

Dongfang Jue suddenly had nothing to say, he patted Cheng Ziming on the shoulder and said no more.

Cheng Ziming's chaotic head became clearer, he looked at the back of Dongfang Jue leaving, and smiled wryly.

(End of this chapter)