As deep as you are as hell

My eye circles also suddenly turned red: "Mom, it's a misdiagnosis. And if I really have advanced gastric cancer, I only have three months to live. I'm already lying in the hospital, how can I still be alive and kicking in front of you?"

My chin rested on my mother's neck, she held my cold hand, and let out a dusty sigh.

"I'll take you for an examination tomorrow...Chen Jiao." Her tone suddenly became serious, "It's true that our Chen family has dragged you down all these years."

"Mom shouldn't force the grievances and hatred of the previous life on you... Even when Mom knew you were getting close to Chu Ting at the beginning, Mom even put forward the condition of severing ties with you. Mom didn't allow you at the beginning. Divorcing Qin Lang made you suffer so much."

I could hear the deep self-blame in my mother's words, and I quickly comforted: "Mom, what are you talking about, why are you being dragged down? I have always been very happy that I am a child of the Chen family. I have such a good A pair of parents."

"And the matter back then hasn't been investigated clearly yet? The Chu family may not be able to clean themselves up. Chu Ting and I..." There is not much possibility.

Besides, Chu Ting's affection for me is due to the obsession formed in the past four years, or does he really like it... The answer to this question, whether Chu Ting can answer it clearly.

I don't want to repeat the same mistakes again, but whenever I want to escape, I always fall into his tenderness and cannot extricate myself.Such me, I also despise myself.

The mother looked serious: "Then Jiaojiao, if we throw away these external reasons, can you tell mom the most sincere thought in your heart, do you still like Chu Ting?"

A drop of ink fell into a bowl of clear water, creating ripples.

My words were vague: "Actually, I don't know either."

"It's impossible for me to completely cut off contact with Chu Ting. I have been entangled with him for the past five years, and I wish I could continue to entangle with him."

"Every time I meet Chu Ting, my love for him will rekindle a bit. I will also think, if I can really let go of the past so easily, I'll let go and just agree to be with Chu Ting."

"But I can't do it. When I think of what he has done to me... I start to despise my soft heart for him." He can force me to have an abortion, force me to give up my dream for him, and make me Imprisoned in the Qiushan villa for a year... How can he make me believe that this is proof that he loves someone?
I sighed faintly, but suddenly the doorbell rang at the door. After looking at each other, my mother and I got up and went to open the door.

It was Chu Ting who came, with a harmonious smile on his face, happiness on the corners of his brows and eyes, and a small bulge in his chest.

"Why do you..." I frowned slightly, just about half an hour before I wanted to ask, why did he leave and come back so quickly.

"Egg Waffle."

The hot food was drawn from his arms, and he held it in my hands like offering treasures.

"Is there a stall selling egg waffles nearby?" I took it, and I felt the hot warmth in my palm, and there seemed to be an electric current flowing through my heart.

Chu Ting smiled with crooked brows and eyes, leaning against the iron gate, his long figure pulled down by the street lamp: "I found a family and asked them if they could lend me a kitchen... The process went smoothly, and finally The egg waffles didn't look too ugly when they came out of the oven."

"But Chu Ting, I suddenly don't want to eat egg waffles anymore." As soon as I let go, the hot food fell to the ground, messy and unbearable.

"I think feelings are like this. Not everything can be redeemed after the best time. Chu Ting, you make me feel like my five years have been a joke."

The wind messed up my hair, and what I said now was just to follow my thoughts when I was chatting with my mother just now.

After all, I also don't understand why Chu Ting has shown favor to me once or twice, but I have to bow down to him and let him get what he wants in everything?
The joy on the corners of Chu Ting's brows and eyes was covered with frost, and there was that layer of emotion that I couldn't understand but made me feel extremely sad.

His knuckles were white, and the smile on the corner of his lips was frozen, a bit like the cold cream on the coffee.

He was forcing a smile, but this layer of forced smile made me feel panicked when I saw it.

"Chen Jiao..." He didn't know how long it had been since he stopped murmuring the name, "I respect any decision you make."

"I'm the one who has been abrupt and presumptuous these days." Chu Ting smiled again, but he didn't have much sincerity. "If you don't want to see me again, I won't appear in front of you."

I was suspicious, and even felt a little strange.

Chu Ting really retreated so quickly because of my few words?

This night is obviously the result I want, why does my heart feel somewhat lost and uneasy?
I watched the figure walk away slowly. When he was at the entrance of the alley, he staggered for some reason.Now his figure overlapped with the figure of him carrying a wine bottle and walking on the street staggeringly.

My mother appeared behind me: "Don't feel bad?"

"I have nothing to worry about. I don't have much relationship with Chu Ting." My expression was calm, but I suddenly wanted to reach out and press my heart.

Why, why do I feel stuffy there, making me feel less than half happy?
"Aren't you being stubborn or trying to be brave? Don't regret it or feel uncomfortable?" Mother's question was the sharpest, hitting the nail on the head.

I didn't answer, and my eyes fell far away under the street lamp at the entrance of the alley.Once, I wished I could find a person who was as warm as a street lamp, and then I would give him the rest of my life.

But after that age full of joy and expectation, I also put away these unrealistic delusions.

"Mom, the wind is getting strong, let's go back." I supported my mother, but for a moment I couldn't tell if it was me giving strength to my mother or she was supporting my precarious figure.

The next day, the sky was as blue as a wash.

I just stopped randomly on the street for a short while, and my eyes fell on the window of a coffee shop, but suddenly I saw two figures close to each other.

Cheng Xunsheng completely covered An Ning's petite figure. From my line of sight, I could only see his posture as if he was embracing the woman.

I shook my head and smiled, thinking: Cheng Xunsheng, the iron tree, will finally bloom one day.

And if I could hear their conversation, I guess I can't be so calm now.

I turned around and found a stall selling egg waffles. I walked over by a ghost and bought an egg waffle.

The hot egg waffles were served with the sweet tofu flower. I sat on the stool set out at the booth, but suddenly wept so hard.

The stall owner looked back in surprise, thinking that the taste was not to my liking.

I choked up and said vaguely: "No, it's just too delicious."

It just... reminded me of the egg waffle I took out from Chu Ting's arms last night.

After a week, when I stood downstairs of Mingshun Venture Capital again, I suddenly felt that things are right and people are wrong.

The company I built with all my heart and painstaking efforts for three months is no longer in my name.

And a few days ago, Tang Shangque also told me that the new chairman who took over as the new chairman took office three times. When he learned at the regular meeting on Monday that I did not come to the meeting and did not ask for leave from the personnel department in advance, he shook his face and threw it hard. He added: "If I don't see her again next Wednesday, she won't have to stay in Mingshun Venture Capital anymore. Do we really think we lack her as a project director?"

I don’t know whether Mingshun is short of a project director, but I know that Lichen Group, the number one Internet company, was founded by Li Lian alone, but doesn’t it still depend on the COO to make Lichen make a profit?

So before everything is settled, some things should not be so definitive.

And I am confident enough in myself that no one in Mingshunli can compare with me in business ability.If I really break up with the new chairman, I have a lot of ways to pry away all these people under the company, leaving only an empty shell for this "invincible" chairman.

I don't believe it, I can't make a comeback.

Without Chu Ting's help, I can still live a prosperous life.

As soon as I stepped into the company, the secretary at the front desk stopped me: "Miss, I think you are very unfamiliar. Who are you looking for? If you are an employee of our company, you must Wear a badge."

This front desk is a new face. I looked around the lobby environment on the first floor and found that many decorations have been changed. Famous paintings are hung all over the walls, and there are even one or two paintings with exaggerated colors and abstract lines hanging on each wall pillar.

On the first floor, employees are rarely seen working, and there are many more vacancies in the blue cubicles.

All kinds of documents are messed up on the workstation, and the computer screen is half-lit, emitting a slight fluorescence.

If you don't focus on employee behavior management, the front desk secretary is well-trained... But the facade says it's supported, but it's just a show after all.

Watching Mingshun go downhill day by day, and the investment gold line of Mingshun Chuang on the stock market is also green all the way... It's not that I don't feel bad, but after all, I have lost my identity to do some things.

My eyebrows and eyes suddenly turned cold, and my tone was as hard as a stick: "Where's your chairman? Tell her, someone is looking for her."

"Oh, who is looking for me?" The high heels knocked on the clean marble floor with a crisp sound, and a female voice sounded domineeringly, "Judging from this tone, I thought you were going to come to provoke me. By the way, Aya , and don’t let her stand stupidly at the entrance of the company, invite her to the reception room, pour her a cup of tea and turn off the fire first.”

I followed the sound, and the first thing I noticed was the flamboyant red dress on the woman, followed by her big red lips and exquisite makeup, and finally my eyes were deeply fixed on her facial features.

This person is actually [-]% similar to my appearance before I was disfigured!
Immediately, my eyes became a little more vigilant, and I scrolled through many timelines, but found that I had no real impression of this person in my mind.