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"Oh." Read should be a, obedient to go out, but also close the door to Zhong Tong.

Find out the pajamas Zhao Xinyu often wears from the wardrobe. Zhong Tong gently changes the rags that Zhao Xinyu can no longer be called clothes. Her eyes catch a glimpse of the red halo on her neck, and she is very angry for a moment.

When I put on her pants, I saw a long and narrow wound on Zhao Xinyu's leg. Zhong Tong frowned. The wound was not deep, but it was very long, almost occupied her whole leg, because she was soaked in water, which made her look white.

It should have been when he dragged her on the grass. She didn't tell him all the time

In the heart move, Zhong Tong some chagrin ground sighed a breath, turn round to turn over the medicine box from the closet, gave Zhao Xinyu to deal with a wound, just put on pants for her.

Maybe it's because of drinking and tossing for such a long time that Zhao Xinyu sleeps deeply. Zhong Tong doesn't wake her up when she changes her clothes.

When Zhong Tong changed his clothes and went downstairs, nianhe was sitting on the sofa watching TV. He looked at him and asked casually, "what did Mommy do to make daddy angry?"

Zhong Tong was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was too obvious, or that his son's eyes were too sharp, but his face was still. He sat down beside Nian he and calmly replied, "no, I'm not angry."

Nianhe turned to see him, noncommittal, he must not know, when he came in with Zhao Xinyu in his arms, how ugly his face was.

"Have you eaten?" Zhong Tong glanced at the direction of the kitchen, always feeling something lingering in the living room.

"I made my own fried rice with eggs." Read a red face, some embarrassed to whisper.

Seeing that it's getting late, I know that Zhong Tong and Zhao Xinyu can't come back, and nianhe doesn't want to trouble others, so he made an egg fried rice with the rice left at noon.

I think I can do it, but I can't tell what it's like to eat fried rice with eggs. I have to admit that some things really need to be learned.

Finally, the smell floating in the living room was the smell of burnt eggs and rice. Zhong Tong slightly hooked the corner of his mouth and took a look at nianhe.

Seeing that Zhong Tong was laughing at himself, he said seriously, "when daddy cooks in the future, he will help me!"

By the way, he secretly learns to cook. He can take care of himself without them in the future!

Knowing the meaning of Nian he, Zhong Tong didn't say anything, just nodded.

Zhao Xinyu wakes up in the middle of the night because of thirst. The other side of the bed is empty. Zhao Xinyu is stunned for a moment, and then remembers what happened before.

With a wry smile, Zhao Xinyu feels that he is just looking for guilt for himself. What kind of wine should he drink.

Dongshi imitates Xiaoyu and thinks that she can learn from Xiaoyu and say what she wants to say to Zhongtong. Maybe she can ease the relationship between them. Unexpectedly, it makes their relationship worse.

I don't know where Zhong Tong is now

Zhao Xin language thinks so, stand up, feel head heavy feet light ground, stretched out a hand to touch on forehead, also didn't feel hot.

It should be cold water and cold wind, so I caught a cold.

When he walked out of the room, Zhao Xinyu kept his pace very light, because at this time nianhe had already fallen asleep, and his sleep was very shallow. Any sound would wake him up, so Zhao Xinyu walked very slowly.

Downstairs a dark, no light, Zhao Xin language some night blind, can't see clearly at the foot of the stairs, can only support the wall, trying to go down.

Touching the switch on the wall, Zhao Xinyu didn't even want to press it down. The living room suddenly lights up. Seeing Zhong Tong sitting on the sofa, Zhao Xinyu's heart stops beating with fright. If it's not strong enough, it will be a scream.

Zhong Tong didn't do anything. He just turned his head and looked at Zhao Xinyu indifferently. He still had a glass of red wine in his hand, and the wine bottle on the tea table in front of him was half empty.

"Why don't you sleep?" Zhao Xinyu took a few deep breaths and asked.

Heard his voice, Zhao Xin language Leng for a while, swallowing saliva, just feel his tonsil seems to be inflamed, even the voice is hoarse.

"Come and have a drink with me." Zhong Tong did not answer Zhao Xinyu's words, but poured half a glass of wine in another empty cup and put it opposite him.

Like already ready, waiting for Zhao Xin language.

Zhao Xin language hesitated for a moment, or went to sit down, but did not go to the end of the glass of wine: "what do you want to say?"

"Can't you drink with me?" Zhong Tong still evades her words, his eyes fall on the bright red wine in his hand, and through the cup, looking at the distorted appearance of Zhao Xin language.

I don't know what happened to Zhong Tong today. In other words, from many years ago, she didn't understand what happened to Zhong Tong. She just felt more and more uneasy.

Maybe it's time for her to explain everything to him today?Zhao Xin language did not say his tonsil is inflamed now, just hold up the wine glass, sipped a small mouthful.

She doesn't dare to drink too much any more. Every time she drinks too much, something will happen. She and alcohol are naturally antagonistic.

But after she had drunk the wine, Zhong Tong was silent again. He looked out of the window and drank the red wine slowly. He seemed to ask her to come here. He just wanted her to drink with him.

"Tong, don't you tell me what happened to you recently?" Finally can't stand such strange silence, Zhao Xin language or first open mouth.

Zhong Tong didn't seem to hear it. He looked up and drank the little wine left in the cup. Then he turned to look at Zhao Xinyu and said with a gloomy face, "I have something to ask you."

Zhao Xin language in the heart a tight, almost can guess what Zhong Tong want to ask, quietly took a deep breath, pressure down the uneasiness in the heart, she tried to let his tone calm: "you ask."

"Will you answer me honestly whatever I ask?" Zhong Tong's eyes looked at Zhao Xin language aggressively, without any meaning of concession.

Zhao Xin language did not immediately agree, but thought for a while, his face slowly showed a indifferent smile, asked: "what do you want to ask?"

"Zhao Xinyu, what's the matter that you don't want to tell me, eh?" Zhong Tong narrowed his eyes and held her chin with a little force.

Zhao Xinyu frowned slightly. He was disgusted with Zhong Tong's aggressive attitude. He raised his hand and patted him down. He decided not to pester him. He stood up and was about to leave. When he heard Zhong Tong's question, he was stiff.

"Whose child is that?" When Zhong Tong asked, he clenched his teeth and clenched his fist in his right hand. "Whose child did you have an abortion in the United States

Zhao Xin language seems to be pressed the pause button, so set in place, even eyes did not blink, the mind has been echoing the words of Zhong Tong asked.

I don't know how long I've been in a daze. Maybe it's just a moment, but it makes her think it's a century long.

"Who told you that?" Zhao Xinyu found her voice more hoarse, tonsil pain let her barely keep a trace of clarity, "Gu qinyi?"

Is this the thing Gu qinyi said, or did he tell Zhong Tong everything?

It turned out that the reason why he was so hot and cold to himself was this thing

"Just tell me whose child it is!" Zhong Tong suddenly stood up, reached for her shoulder and looked at her ferociously.

Looking at Zhong Tong's expression, Zhao Xin language dull for a moment, and then showed a sad smile, eyes straight to meet Zhong Tong's, did not dodge.

"Whose is it, does it matter?"

How long ago was that?

Zhao Xinyu is a little absent-minded, and her memory has been blurred. She only knows that she has lost a child, and even when she may never be a mother again, she can clearly feel the pain now.

However, God still favored her and let her have nianhe, so five years ago, she would leave without hesitation, just to give birth to nianhe safely.

Later, Zhong Tong said she wanted to have another child. She didn't answer, not because she didn't want to, but because she might not be able to.

Feeling that Zhao Xinyu's eyes didn't focus on him, Zhong Tong was even more annoyed. He bit his teeth and asked, "what are you thinking about, the man or the child?"

Zhao Xin language some don't quite understand ground blink an eye, looking at Zhong Tong, a long time just ask in reply: "what man?"

"The man who made you pregnant!" Zhong Tong is so angry that he pushes Zhao Xinyu onto the sofa and looks down at her. The cold in his eyes makes Zhao Xinyu shiver.

"You have been reluctant to tell me that what happened in the United States in those three years was to conceal the existence of that child?"

Like just understand what Zhong Tong is saying, Zhao Xin language slowly from the sofa sitting body, low head silent.

"Are you still defending that man?" Zhong Tong sneered and suddenly remembered something. He narrowed his eyes,

"is it Zuo yin or Zuo Cheng?"

There are only those two men who can do something to Zhao Xinyu and let Zhao Xinyu maintain it afterwards.

What's more, they have eliminated Zhao Xinyu in the United States. If nothing happens, why do they do that?

This seems to be the most reasonable explanation.

Zhao Xinyu looked up and looked at Zhong Tong coldly, as if he had just known him today. After a while, he said, "whatever you think."

She has nothing to say to Zhong Tong. There are too many things happening today. She is a little tired, not only physically, but also mentally.

However, Zhong Tong would not let her go so easily. He went to pull Zhao Xin up and asked in a deep voice, "who is it?"