Mrs. President is very low-key

Chapter 315 Creditors and Enemies

"Qiao Chu, you will understand me, right?"

I looked at the photo of Qiao Chu on the tombstone, and asked in my heart, actually, I should let Fang Ziqing go to jail to avenge Qiao Chu, I believe Mo Yilu has the ability.

I think I'm really a villain?Who was I to harm, but Qiao Chu?

That night, if I ignored his words, if I pretended not to hear, how good would it be?Was it because I was dazzled by resentment, that I thought for a moment that being with him was the best ending?

If possible, I hope that time can be turned back, so maybe all the tragedies will not happen.

With his character, he will definitely agree to Xiao Le's confession and marriage proposal, and he will be very happy with Xiao Le.

However, in this world, there is everything, except if there is no if.

Qiao Chu is gone, gone forever.

I heard him call my sister-in-law, he must also want me to be with Mo all the way.

A lot of memories about Qiao Chu flashed in my mind, he always apologized to me and said that he was always not by my side when I was in pain?

He is always so good, he always considers everyone from beginning to end, and then he thinks about himself in the end?

His death made me feel that there is really nothing fair to say in this world.

Tian Qi took the blame for himself, but he was innocent?

He and Xiao Le have been together for so many years, and he was just a little bit close to achieving a positive result. He didn't expect that at the critical moment, it would be destroyed because of me?

From afar, I heard Xiao Li's voice shouting: "Who is that?"

I looked up and saw Minister Chu and Xiao Li walking over.

Xiao Li ran over angrily, pointed at me and cursed: "Xu Nanfeng, do you still have the face to visit my cousin? If it weren't for you two, how could my cousin die?"

Facing her accusation, I had nothing to say, I just politely called out: "Minister Chu."

"You don't even let my son die? Why are you here?"

"I, I..." I wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything?

Mo Yiyi said, "Let's go now..."

As he said that, he dragged me away. I think he must have hated Minister Chu very much in his heart. If there hadn't been her whistleblower and instigation back then, maybe that car accident would not have happened?
"I'm sorry, I didn't know they would come today, and I embarrassed you."

We went to the other side of the cemetery, where were the cemeteries of Du Qingluo, Tianya, He Ruxi, and Tianqi.

The available land in the city is getting less and less, and the resources available for cemetery are even less. Those who can't afford to live or die, their cemeteries are not far from each other.

I don't know if the life of dragon and phoenix twins has induction?If one of them has an accident, the other will follow suit. The death dates of Tian Qi and Tian Ya are less than a month apart.

Looking at their pictures, it seems like they are all liberated, they are all happy.

In another world, it seems that there are not so many grievances and grievances, and everything that is unbearable is resolved invisibly.

"Tian Qi, don't worry, Qiao Yu and the child are both healthy, there is no infection, and you will be a father soon.

That's great. Back then, you and Qiao Yu didn't get engaged. I didn't expect that in the end, the two of you would still become the father and mother of the same child. We will take good care of their mother and child. Don't worry! "

In a blink of an eye, it was late autumn again, and the weather dropped silently. I seemed to have caught a cold and sneezed.

All the way, Mo took off his coat and put it on me, saying: "You have been standing here for a long time, go back!"

"It doesn't matter to me, just put it on, don't catch a cold too."

"I'm fine!"

"Thank you!" This is how we get along now. It seems that there is nothing in between, but the distance seems to be greater than before.

At night, I felt like I really had a cold. I kept sneezing, my nose was running, and I couldn’t even smoke tissues. Although it wasn’t a serious illness, it was very uncomfortable.

I tossed and turned on the large bed, no matter how I slept, I couldn't sleep well, my nose was blocked, I could only breathe through my mouth, and my throat was not very comfortable.

"Are you all right?" In the middle of the night, Mo didn't know where he came from all the way?He reached out and touched my forehead and said, "I don't have a fever, it doesn't matter, have you taken your medicine?"

"I took Baomaoling Granules, but it didn't seem to have any effect."

"Traditional Chinese medicine is slow to take effect. I'll find western medicine for you."

I grabbed him and said, "No need, it's just a small cold, it's late at night, don't bother, can you pour me a cup of hot water?"

He hurriedly poured me a cup of hot water from the thermos. I lay half on the mattress and drank a little hot water. I felt a little hot and felt a little better.

I asked him, "Is my current appearance particularly ugly?"

"It's not as ugly as you imagined...do you really not need to take medicine?"

I shook my head, and he said, "Then I'll go back first, call me if I need anything."

"But, can you stay with me?" After I came back, he didn't live here anymore. He moved to the main building. The main building is naturally where the head of the family should live.

He took two steps and stopped again, but without looking back, he asked me, "Do I still need to stay in this room?"

"It's necessary! The person I, Xu Nanfeng, chose from the beginning to the end is you, and you have never changed! Otherwise..."

He turned around and asked, "Otherwise? Otherwise, what? Otherwise, I would have been with Fang Ziqing a long time ago, wouldn't I?"

His voice was a bit loud, and it seemed even louder in this silent night. He apologized: "I'm sorry, I got a little excited."

"not like this."

"What was that like?" he asked me back.

"I have never changed along the way. I have always firmly believed that the Mo Yilu I love is still the Mo Yilu I used to be. It's just that you don't want to believe that the Xu Nanfeng you love is still the Xu Nanfeng you used to be."

"is it?"

I firmly believe: "Yes!"

He laughed and said, "Maybe! When you lie to others or yourself, it's very natural."

Is a sneer, or ridicule.

"Then what do you want me to do so that you will believe my heart at this time?"

"I'd rather I ask you this question the other way around." He treated me politely and indifferently.

We used to be crazy. In this irrational world, we hurt each other badly. When the madness disappeared and we regained our senses, we didn't know what we were thinking.

He was about to leave, I got out of bed in a hurry, and hugged him from behind.

"I admit that I was tempted by him, but that was only for a moment. If there was no later incident, I would never have come together with him, let alone owe him so much love debt?"

He was a little disappointed and said: "It turns out that you have been tempted so early? I thought it was because I broke your heart, and he helped you detoxify and moved you. It turns out that before our official wedding, Your heart was shaken, and you kept telling me, didn’t you?”

I explained: "At that time, I didn't know you were Mo Yilu, I only thought you were Lu Tianyu, since it's not Mo Yilu, what does it matter if it's Lu Tianyu or Fang Ziqing?

In short, they are all men who are interested in me, but Mo Yiyi is always different. No one can erase the imprint you have imprinted on me?
You have too?You have had Liang Daiqing, you have had Lin Tong, you have had Lu Tianya, compared to you, is it really unforgivable that I am so slightly moved?
You leave me again and again and make me sad, can't we even make it?why do you mind so much "

"Even? How do you ask me to even out this kind of thing? Tell me, how do you get evened?"

He turned around and pushed me against the door, and asked sternly.

I said: "Do you dare to say that you have no wrong thoughts about Liang Daiqing, Lu Tianya, Lin Tong or even Fang Ziyi? Do you dare to say that you have never been tempted by them?"

"Of course I was moved, but so what?"

"So, only the state officials are allowed to set fires, but the common people are not allowed to light lamps? You shouldn't be so unfair?"

He sneered at me and asked, "Then you still want to find a few men to fall in love with, and make up for it in terms of quantity, so that's fair?"

"That was not what I meant."

"I'm just so unfair. Find a fair man and show me... Liang Daiqing is pity, Tianya is responsibility, Fang Ziyi is guilt, Lin Tong is a confidant, what is Fang Ziqing to you?"

What is Fang Ziqing to me?I am not sure?
He wanted to go out, but I blocked the door and didn't want him to go.

He laughed at me and said, "Look, you don't even know yourself, and you're still talking about fairness here? Is it love? Is it temptation? Is it stimulation? Is it a burden? Can you find a word to describe it? The status and weight in your heart?"

I said softly, "It's the creditor."

He became even more angry and asked, "What about me?"

I lowered my voice and said, "It's an enemy."

He was stunned for a second and asked, "What's the difference?"

"It doesn't matter if the creditor pays off the debt. Enemies are entangled for a lifetime. We've been entangled for half our lives. Don't you want to be entangled for the rest of your life?"

I look at me, neither this, nor that, nor love, nor hate.

We were silent for a long time, he stopped talking, and neither did I. In the end, I broke the deadlock with a sneeze and sprayed all the saliva on his face.

He wiped his face with his hand and said, "Are you going to sleep?"

"Are you still going?"

"I won't go, let's sleep!"

In the silent and dark night, his voice rubbed against my ear like an electric current and said: "Nanfeng, this kind of thing is not fair at all. I can't accept your "unconstrained style" just because of my "intention". ’, as if I can’t take it for granted to ‘seek flowers and ask willows’ just because of your ‘half-heartedness’.”

Distracted?Unconstrained style?Half-hearted?Looking for flowers and asking willows?
He said four idioms to me in one breath, which really made me feel that I was crushed. I was a student of the Department of Literature after all, and I was powerless to refute.

I said, "Ying'er is learning idioms, so you can teach her."

When we talked about Yinger, our hearts gradually moved closer. He asked, "Is Yinger ten years old?"

"Yes! Is it ten years old?"

"When is your birthday?"

"Eight months premature, you do the math..."

After careful calculation, he said in surprise, "November?"

"Well, November 11."

"It's only been about [-] days. Over the years, I haven't bought her a birthday cake. She likes eating cakes so much. This year, we will give her a good birthday."

(End of this chapter)