Mrs. President is very low-key

Chapter 296 Secret
I was surprised and asked: "What does it have to do with Mo Yiyi and Qiao Chu? At that time, Qiao Hua didn't know them, right?"

"At that time, we were all young talents in financial magazines, and at that time, Qiao Hua's life was particularly prosperous.

He became the chairman of the Qiao Group at a young age, and Mr. Qiao delegated power to him to the extreme. He was able to implement his own ideas on the company's policies.

To commemorate his mother Wei Shuer, he established SSK Film and Television Company under the Qiao Group, and also made a TV series based on his mother's deeds.

Although the response was not very good, it was a way for him to remember his mother.

At that time, he felt very satisfied, having his father's love and teaching, such a good platform, and so many praises and praises from the outside world.

However, one day, we made an appointment to have dinner. People like us don’t like having outsiders present when we eat. We usually reserve the place or a floor.

When we go to the 'Fenghuang Terrace Building', we usually book the lower 20 floors. There is no special meaning, we just go to that floor habitually.

We are regular customers there, every time we go, even if there are people inside, the manager will help us to adjust.

However, that day was an exception, the manager was very sorry and said 'Sorry, Qiao Dong, the 20th floor has been taken down'.

Qiao Hua smiled disdainfully and asked, "Tell them, I bought their order, just give up the floor."

The manager didn't speak at first, and then said hesitantly 'the person inside is Mr. Joe'.

Mr. Qiao is the founder of the Qiao Group and a very famous person in Nancheng City. It is not surprising that he comes here to eat.

Qiao Hua didn't realize it at first, he still wanted to go to see his father, but the manager obstructed him in every possible way, and he understood that he couldn't know what was going on inside.

Mr. Qiao hosted a banquet for a woman and a boy. At that time, Qiao Hua didn't know what was going on?
Thinking about it now, that day was the second day of Qiao Chu's birthday. Mr. Qiao and Minister Chu of Nancheng University were making up for their illegitimate son Qiao Chu's birthday.

Qiao Chu found out that her father had a woman and an illegitimate child many years ago, can you understand the blow?
However, at that time, he didn't know that his half-brother was Qiao Chu or Mo Yilu, and he didn't even know that his father enjoyed three women at the same time.

That year, the boy was 20 years old, Qiao Hua was 23 years old, and Qiao Yu was 18 years old. His father's betrayal of his mother completely destroyed the great image his father had created in Qiao Hua's heart.

The mother and son also became a thorn in his heart.

When he was facing the blow from the surprise attack, as his best friend, I naturally had to comfort him and relieve him, in a very strange way.

That is to tell him that I am worse than him. Now that I think about it, I was really young at that time?
Self-proclaimed that I have experienced both the death of my parents, the sad experience of being in the company at a young age, and raising a younger sister. I should be considered a mature man.

But, in front of my best friend, I'm not so wary, I told him that my father also betrayed my mother, even after my mother died, but I can't accept it?
I told him that I had experienced the same thing as him. At that time, I was only 13 years old, a junior high school student, and my sister was only six years old.

When I came home from school, I heard her call Aunt Meng'Mom'. Can you understand the shock and stimulation I was under at that moment?
My mother is sacred and inviolable to me. She has no such qualifications, but I forgot that Ziyi has no concept of her mother.

My mother is a very important person to me, but there is nothing for her. I hit her angrily, and I told her that her mother is Bai Yao, the beautiful and noble woman in the photo. "

Speaking of which, his emotions almost collapsed a bit.

He said: "At that time, I knew that Dad and Aunt Meng had a relationship early.

I feel that my father and my sister are about to be taken away, and I feel that my mother is about to be replaced.

Aunt Meng no longer calls me 'Master' but calls me by my name, I hate her calling me by my name. "

Sure enough, it has something to do with Aunt Meng?

He paused for a while, and I interjected, "Isn't this great? You two have too many similar experiences, so you cherish each other, understand and understand each other, and thus become good friends who talk about everything."

"Hehe..." Fang Ziqing shook his head and laughed, "It would be fine if things only ended here.

However, I was too naive. I told him that I hated seeing my father and Aunt Meng being intimate, and I couldn't accept Ziyi calling her mother, nor could I agree to their marriage.

I began to deliberately keep Ziyi away from her. I would take her to bed at night, send her to school, pick her up after school, and deliberately destroy the relationship between her and her father.

In the spring of that year, Auntie Meng caught a cold. It was flu, a contagious flu, which was transmitted through the respiratory tract and saliva, and could cause death in severe cases.

Dad was worried that she would infect our brothers and sisters, so he chose not to send her to another place, but to send our brothers and sisters to the countryside?

However, at that time, I was still half a child, and I didn't understand my father's painstaking efforts. Because the urban flu spreads quickly, he sent us away to protect us.

But I mistakenly thought that Aunt Meng was more important than me and Ziyi in his heart. I was jealous and hated this woman.

Obviously it was my mother who helped her when she was desperate and asked her to help her at home, yet she shamelessly robbed her husband and her children?

Dad patiently explained to Ziyi upstairs why she had to wear a mask?Why go to the country?
Ziyi said loudly that wearing a mask was uncomfortable, and she didn't want to go to the countryside.

I heard the woman coughing in the room, and I heard her calling her father's name, Yi Jie, Yi Jie, calling out one after another.

That gentle tone, full of sweetness and love, that's the tone my mother used when calling her father.

She imitated my mother in everything, especially after she passed away, she would wear her clothes and dress herself up like her.

But she is not as beautiful as my mother. In my eyes, no matter how carefully she dresses up, she can't compare to one ten thousandth of my mother. She is just imitating others.

At that time, I heard her voice, and I hated it very much.

I pushed open the door and saw her crooked on the bed, her sallow face turned hideous because of coughing, fever, or discomfort.

She stretched out her hand and shouted to me, 'Ziqing, get Auntie a glass of water', and I stood at the door without moving.

She put on the mask and said: "It's okay, Auntie will not infect you if she wears the mask."

I looked at the kettle on the cabinet not far away, and I went to pour water. At the same time, I also saw the anti-inflammatory medicine that my father took.

I know she is allergic to this anti-inflammatory drug, I don't know what I was thinking at the time, was it because I was angry and wanted to take revenge on her?
Or, do I really want her to disappear from our house forever?In short, within a few days, she really passed away. "

Hearing this, I froze for a moment. I instinctively wanted to interrupt him, but he seemed to be talking about affection, and he ignored my interference at all.

He said a little excitedly: "I have hidden the secret in my heart for ten years, the secret that no one has ever told, and told him when he was most uncomfortable?
But, but, what he said to me after hearing it was 'we keep secrets from each other'. He threatened me that if I told about his father's raising a woman outside, he would tell my secret too?
I regarded him as my best friend and the most trustworthy person, and I showed him the deepest scar in my heart, but he stabbed me hard, and since then, I have had trouble sleeping and eating. "

Fang Ziqing asked a little maniacally: "Tell me, why did he treat me like this? We are friends, aren't we? Why did he treat me like this?"

I hurriedly said, "Calm down."

"Did I kill someone? It seems that people have been talking about Aunt Meng these days. I feel that she also deliberately ran into my dream to scare me? Come to me to ask for my life...".

He seemed a little agitated. He said, "I'm Fang Ziqing, so I won't be afraid of these evil spirits? I wasn't afraid when she was alive, but am I still afraid when she's dead?"

I hastily stopped him and said, "Don't say it, don't say it anymore..."

"No, I want to say, I must say, I'm afraid that if I don't say it again, I won't be able to hide it in my heart.

Nanfeng, you are the woman I love the most, you won't betray me, will you?You won't threaten me with this matter, will you?

You said, why did he treat me like that?Why doesn't he believe me?How could I spread his scars everywhere?
From that day on, I was in a constant state of panic, feeling that the police would come to my door every day to arrest me and put me in jail.

Until one day, a series of car accidents happened on the way to the airport. By coincidence, a BBC reporter captured the information.

It so happened that the evidence of his crime fell into my hands, so I dared to relax a little bit... "

Speaking of which, Fang Ziqing laughed absentmindedly, and asked me: "But, he is dead... I don't want it, it's not that I want him to die, it's that he himself is too scared, and he is also very afraid of being arrested by the police?
Because people like us, money and wealth have brought us too many choices and let us live very freely. Therefore, we are more afraid of losing our freedom than anyone else.

Therefore, he would rather die than lose his freedom and dignity, and I am the same. If one day, the police come to arrest me, then I will also choose to die.

In short, in this world, there is no one who loves me and loves me. How can I be happy in life, and why should I be afraid of death? "

I grabbed his hand and wanted to take off his cufflinks and said, "Don't say anything, don't say anything."

He looked at my hand in puzzlement and asked, "What are you doing? You just gave it to me today. Didn't you say that you want me to wear it often? Why did you take it off?"

I said, "I can send you better ones."

I really want to take off the cufflinks quickly, but the more anxious I am, the more I can't take them off?

"Why? Why do you have to take it off?" Fang Ziqing pushed me hard, and I took a few steps back.

I was speechless for a moment, he raised his hand, looked at the cufflinks and shouted loudly: "Say, why?"

He approached me, and I stepped back, covering my mouth, tears falling down.

He looked at me and guessed, "There's something wrong with this cufflink, isn't it?"

(End of this chapter)