Time and you are my fault

Bamboo Forest Road.

Holding the phone, Cheng Xiangyi's arms trembled slightly, "Yanxi! Is this true!"

Zong Yanxiu took the phone and didn't speak.

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"You!" The bag in Cheng Xiangyi's hand threw it at Zong Yanxiu recklessly, tears streaming down the face of this luxuriously dressed woman, "You bastard!"

Suddenly, dark red blood flowed out from under the man's ear.

Cheng Xiangyi turned pale in shock, "What's wrong! Yanke, don't scare mom! Yanke!"

Zong Yanxiu raised his hand to touch the warmth beside his ear, the blood stained his fingertips, like a blooming dark night rose, exuding a strange aura.

He pulled the paper towel, wiped it regardless, and remained silent.

"Yanzhu! Let's go to the hospital! Be good!" Cheng Xiangyi tugged at his son's arm.

However, he was unmoved, standing on the balcony, looking at the dark rain curtain and muttering to himself, "I won't go."

"I'll wait here for her to come home."

"She'll be back tomorrow, and I'll be waiting for her."

His tone was firm and persistent, but also cautious.

I'm afraid she won't find him when she goes home.

I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for her.

Cheng Xiangyi covered her face and wept bitterly, "How did this happen! Why..."
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Chu Yi sat in the living room of Sheng Jinghuai's house for a long time, and after she digested the rampant pain in her body, she dialed Lin Luolian's number.

After answering the phone, Chu Yi spoke very calmly.

"Lin Luolian, I will do what I say. The wedding is cancelled. I want a third antidote."

Lin Luolian giggled, "I'm very satisfied, but..."

She lengthened the ending, causing Chu Yi to clenched her fists instantly.

"But he didn't hate you."

Chu Yi pursed her lips tightly, "Does he hate me because I can control it..."

"Of course you can control it!" Lin Luolian's crazily proud voice came from the receiver, "Chui, don't play dumb with me, do you want me to point out the last way?"

Chu Yi didn't speak for a long time, Lin Luolian's voice was chattering on the other end of the phone.

And Chu Yi felt that every cell in his body was frozen at this moment.

The living room was so quiet that she could hear her own heartbeat clearly.

She kept the same posture, sitting from early morning to four o'clock in the morning.

It rained heavily all night.

She glanced at the gray sky outside, stood up from the sofa, and walked to the guest bedroom.

At 05:30 in the morning, the sky is clear and gray with ink color.

The gate of the villa on Zhulin Road was pushed open.

In the hazy mist, under the black double umbrella, a woman is wearing a bright red dress, wrapping her exquisite figure.

Beside her, a tall and slender man was holding the handle of an umbrella and carefully caged her under his umbrella.

The two stood side by side, from far to near, looking intimate.

From her first step into the courtyard, Zong Yanxiu could see clearly.

When she saw the man beside her, seeing them standing side by side, her eyes were deeply hurt.

He moved his body, which had been stiff all night, and hurried towards the entrance door.

The door opened, just in time to see Chu Yi standing under the eaves.

The sensor light at the door is scattered yellowish.

He swallowed his dry and tight throat, and when he saw the woman's familiar face, he pulled her into his arms.

His arms seemed to be welded to her waist, and he was bound to strangle her into his own flesh and blood, so that they could no longer be separated.

"Yiyi." He buried his head in her cold neck, "You're back."

The rain mixed with the steep shade of early autumn penetrated into every pore, and when Chu Yi fell into this familiar embrace, she instantly woke up.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He hugged her and kept apologizing.

She escaped marriage on the spot, making him teased by clan relatives, friends, and the whole Internet as a joke.

He was neither angry nor annoyed, but took the initiative to apologize to her.

Chuy patted him on the back, "Let go."

"Where have you been all day, I'm worried about you." He let go of her, but his hands were still tightly hugging her cold shoulders.

He stared at Chu Yi's face for a moment, as if the figure standing behind Chu Yi couldn't get in between them.

Chewie waved his hand away and walked into the room.

Seeing the people in the living room, Chu Yi raised her eyebrows.

A smile appeared on the face that she had carefully put on makeup, "Everyone is here, just right."

In the room, the Mo family brothers, Han Qifeng, Lian Shanshan, Song Ci, Qiao's elders, Zong He and Cheng Xiangyi, all eyes fell on this beautiful and flamboyant woman.

But she wasn't supposed to be like this.

She escaped from marriage, why is she still standing here so calmly.

There were chaotic footsteps coming from behind.

Chu Yi stretched out her fair palm towards Sheng Jinghuai.

The two didn't say anything, but they had a surprisingly tacit understanding. He handed a plastic-enclosed document to Chu Yi.

Zong Yanxiu watched the two interact silently, and a sour anger slowly fermented in his chest.

On the plastic cover, several black and bold fonts glaringly caught Zong Yanxiu's eyes.

It pricks and hurts.

He is no stranger.

The man was at a loss for a moment, he opened his mouth, but could only barely call her name, "Yiyi..."

Cold sweat broke out in the palms of the hands.

He thought that Chu Yi wanted to settle Lin Luolian's account with him.

Chu Yi handed the paternity test report to Zong Yanxiu, "Zong Yanxiu, this is the paternity test report between you and Zong Jiashu Chu Wanxing."

At the same moment, Lin Luolian's words from last night floated in Chu Yi's ears.

"Chu Yi, you know best yourself, how can you make Zong Yanxiu completely give up on you, don't you do it? Okay, I will help you break through this layer of methods you don't want to hear, your child is not Zong Yanxiu's at all ! I want you to tell him the whole thing!"

"Let him know that you gave him a cuckold, let him know that he raised a child for someone else, let him know that everything I am now is caused by you!"

Chu Yi looked at Zong Yanxiu calmly, her tone was light and cool, "Zong Yanxiu, the two of them are not your children."

Chu Yi's words were thrown in front of everyone like a thunderbolt.

For a moment, the living room seemed to be frozen.

The sound of breathing, heartbeat, and blood flow all stopped.

They were trying to digest what Chuey had just said.

Zong Jiashu and Chu Wanxing.

No...it wasn't Zong Yanxiu's? !

Zong Yanxiu's eyes trembled slightly, and his lips looked even paler.

"Yi." He didn't go to pick up the document, and even quickly looked away from the document.

"Yiyi, I know about Lin Luolian, you are angry, but you don't need to make such an excuse..."

Chu Yi stared at him with frank eyes, "Excuse?"