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"I don't believe what you said." I slowly straightened my spine, with an neither humble nor overbearing attitude.

A dog jumps over a wall in a hurry, and a rabbit bites a person in a hurry.Tang Tinglu can turn white into black with one mouth, and she is on the same level as Zhu Qianqian. Why should I believe her one-sided words?
"Then why are your hands shaking?" Tang Tinglu sat on the tiles beside the flower bed, her two thin white legs dangling.

"Chen Jiao, you are so calm now, is it true that you have suspected him before? It's just that you are not sure, are you?" A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, looking innocent and cruel, "Chu Ting does things with a sense of humor." He is such a hidden person, his power and status are above yours, it would be difficult for you to find clues from him, right?"

"How about I help you?" Tang Tinglu's wet black hair hung in front of her, and I felt that her temperament seemed to have changed obviously.

"I trust Chu Ting." Not long ago, Chu Ting and I had just passed the "trust crisis". I said that I would give him the most basic trust.

Tang Tinglu showed an indifferent smile, "Chen Jiao, in fact, sometimes you are more in love than me." She got up and didn't intend to say anything more to me.

The hour hand turned past two o'clock in the middle of the night, and it was useless to kneel in the yard and beg anyone. She just lost her status as the eldest lady of the Tang family. ?
"Tomorrow Yiting will hold a press conference and announce its official bankruptcy in front of the media. But we can wait and see, Feng Shui will take turns. I don't believe that Chu Ting will not fall after standing in that position for so long."

She didn't want to look at me at all, or to be more precise, after this night, she was already more than heartbroken, and she gradually turned to extremes in everything she did, so naturally she didn't need to worry about it so much.

The high-heeled shoes stepped on the dead leaves, creaking and creaking, and the red suspender skirt swayed, rippling and rippling again.

The wind and rain swept through, and the petals of the Tumi flower fell to the ground.

At the gate, I put away the umbrella, and the raindrops dripped down into the red carpet.In the condensed small vortex, I saw my face was pale, and a tall figure fell in front of me.

My eyes went dark, and even my body temperature seemed to be stripped away.

When I woke up again, it was still dark outside the window, and there was a light round of gold that seemed to clear the clouds and fog, but the light was still tightly blocked.

Chu Ting moved a chair and fell asleep on the side of the bed. I only moved my body slightly, and he woke up.

"It's only six o'clock? Do you want to sleep a little longer?" Chu Ting's voice was a little hoarse.

I shook my head, feeling that I couldn't fall asleep either: "I...did I pass out last night?"

"Yeah." But it's not a big problem, one is not coughing, and the other is not having a fever.

I felt dizzy, but the discomfort disappeared after sitting for a while, and I didn't take it seriously. I tried my best to recall today's to-do list, but only thought of the concert at three o'clock in the afternoon.

Afraid that I would be hungry, Chu Ting proposed to go downstairs to make breakfast for me.

After I washed up, I saw a white upright piano in the bedroom, and I suddenly wanted to play it.

But to be honest, my piano skill level is not high, and I can only play one piece smoothly so far.

The sound of the piano flowed out slowly, and the notes jumped, rotated, and connected, as if my father was still standing beside me, teaching me to play the piano seriously.

The time in elementary school was leisurely, and my father often played this piece of music with me four-handed after school... But, so many years have passed in a blink of an eye.

"Who told you to move this piano?" A thunderous voice suddenly came from the door, "Do you think you are something worthy of the stage, dare to touch Miss Ye's relics?!"

The butler followed the sound and yelled at me in a high-pitched voice.

That dizzy feeling hit me again, and before I could speak, I heard another cold voice.

"Go down."

I was dizzy, thinking that Chu Ting's words were aimed at me, closed the piano cover, and hurriedly wanted to go out.

Unexpectedly, he was suddenly grabbed by the arm.

"I didn't let you go."

The housekeeper said hello obediently, but the last look that fell on me couldn't taste friendliness.

"What was that piece of music you played just now? Who taught you to play it?" Chu Ting still smelled of oily smoke, but the hand holding my arm was hot.

""Rose Song", composed by my father himself." Why do I always feel that Chu Ting's expression is not right?Is it because he didn't rest well last night?
He quickly let go of me, and his expression returned to indifference: "Breakfast is ready, go eat."

In the afternoon, I picked out a dress from the closet and put it on, with a big bow tied at the back of my waist, and I even wore a bun for a long time.

And I can clearly feel that Chu Ting's mood is not right, from driving to entering the arena, he is also absent-minded.

The car of Gu Peicheng and his wife coincidentally followed us and entered the venue right after us.

Chu Ting and Gu Peicheng seemed to have a private matter to discuss, but they were also very secretive and refused to let us know. I glanced at my watch, and it was still early before the concert really started, so I obediently nodded to Chu Ting.

Zhong Rong took me around the venue, saw me fumbling in my bag, and asked me with a smile, "What are you looking for?"

"When I was shopping in the mall, I found a lipstick number that suits you very well. I bought it and wanted to give it to you."

"By the way, this lipstick is called 'Violent Scumbag Red'."

My palm is up, quietly presenting a small gold tube.

Zhong Rong blinked: "This name is quite strange." Although she didn't understand why I gave her this lipstick, she still accepted it and thanked her.

I hesitated to speak, but felt that I should not interfere with other people's feelings.

Even if I were Zhong Rong's friend, I couldn't tell her to pay more attention to her husband's every move in front of her face.

And I dare to say that the relationship between Gu Peisheng and Ji Jiarui is extraordinary just based on that smear of lipstick, isn't it too hasty?

"Today's concert is full of gimmicks, and the press releases released by the media almost praised Ji Jiarui to the sky."

But she does have that capital, not to mention her good looks and outstanding temperament, just taking her famous education, returnee experience, and chief status is enough to make her attract the attention of the public.

Zhong Rong answered leisurely again: "Since the news of Yiting's official bankruptcy announcement, there has been no splash on the Internet."

I nodded: "Actually, that's pretty good."

"What do you think of your distraught look? What happened recently? Or did the checkup yesterday not go well?" Zhong Rong asked a few words with concern.

It is estimated that Chu Ting disclosed the news of going to the hospital for an examination.

I rubbed my temples and lowered my voice: "Maybe I didn't have a good rest last night, and I caught a little cold again, and I feel that I can't lift myself up."

"The examination went well, and the baby is also very healthy." This may be the only thing that makes me feel happy during the recent period.

White tulips were blooming by the window, but when I was about to walk forward, I bumped into a person.

The other party first cursed: "You don't have eyes?"

I raised my head and was about to have a good discussion with him, but I fell silent all of a sudden.

The middle-aged man in front of me has a higher social status than me, so I can't afford to offend him.

If I get Chu Ting into trouble at this time, it will really end badly.

Zhong Rong suddenly pulled me behind her, and his attitude was very subtle in his sneer: "Uncle Chu, this is my friend. She has a stomachache and was looking for the bathroom. Maybe she was in a hurry and bumped into you."

Uncle Chu?Could it be that the person standing in front of me is Chu Ting's second uncle?

It seems that Ji Jiarui and Chu Ting also mentioned this person when they first met on the cruise ship, and Chu Ting's attitude was not friendly at that time.

"Friend? Why haven't I seen it before?"

"Isn't that just a recent meeting? She is still an employee of Huamao, and her working ability is like this." Zhong Rong gave a thumbs up, but none of the words that popped out of his mouth were true.

Chu Luojing narrowed her eyes slightly, but her gaze circled around me again and again: "Why do I seem to have seen her at the gate of Yuanshui?"

Zhong Rong's smile widened, and he chatted with him in a relaxed tone: "Uncle Chu really knows how to joke, she is an employee of our Huamao, why did Yuanshui appear? When did Uncle Chu go to Yuanshui again?"

"Not so long ago." Chu Luojing's wrist showed a smear of red, which was a string of Buddhist beads, "It seems that there was some video on the big screen in Yuanshui at that time, and the little girl named Zhu Qianqian was fired at the end, right? ?”

His smile made me feel cold for no reason, like a scorpion stung me.

Zhong Rong continued to maintain an impeccable smile: "Uncle Chu must have misunderstood the person. By the way, where is Jia Rui? I walked around just now, but I didn't see her."

"She was still putting on makeup backstage. The little girl grew up and opened up all of a sudden. She looks a lot prettier. I almost didn't recognize it just now."

Zhong Rong covered her mouth and smiled: "A few days ago, Jia Rui told me that she had visited Uncle Chu as soon as she returned to China. Uncle Chu loved Jia Rui so much, and while she was still in China, he would let her join him. Come on, won't you be able to remember this big girl who is as beautiful as a flower?"

Her words were funny, which made Chu Luojing smile, so she didn't focus on me, a little person.

It was finally safe.

After exchanging two or three pleasantries, Chu Luojing said that he was going to pick up his wife at the door, and planned to leave first.

Before leaving, he patted Zhongrong's shoulder again: "I will take A Ting back to Chu's house often. Although I am an old man, I am afraid that you will not be able to talk to me, but A Ting and his father are both But I miss him, and I still want to meet if we can meet."

Zhong Rong's tone was tactful: "When I see A Ting, I will definitely help my uncle talk about him, but you also know, Uncle, that A Ting is a workaholic when he is busy, and he wants to sleep in the office 28 days a month... Be sure to persuade him well, after all, work is endless."

Only then did Chu Luojing leave contentedly.

"What a coincidence that I ran into this person here?" Zhong Rong patted his chest and said after confirming that Chu Luojing had gone far.

"Chu Ting's uncle..." Why did everyone from Chu Ting to Zhong Rong seem to have secretive responses?
Seeing my confused expression, Zhong Rong wanted to explain a few more words to me, but then sighed: "Forget it, it's not good for you to know too much about the family affairs of the Chu family. If Ah Ting is willing to tell you If so, he can confide in you without reservation."

Although I am a bit lost, I also know that now is not the right time to get to the bottom of it.