My nemesis confessed to me

The Chen family officially declared bankruptcy, but what is surprising is that Miss Wu's divorce was straightforward.

From the falling apart of the Chen family to the quick separation of the relationship between the Wu family, everything happened in just one day.

It is said that on the same day, someone saw Miss Wu's family holding another man's arm with a smile on her belly, and got into the car without looking back.

Therefore, the child in Miss Wu's stomach was not of Chen Fan's species, Chen Fan did not raise it, and did not have sex with Miss Wu's family, and a series of news spread in the circle overwhelmingly.

This is probably the scene where the wall falls and everyone pushes it.

No one cares about Chen's ending, they only care about how many pieces of meat they can bite out of it.

Chen Fan was overturned by a slap, and the old Patriarch's face was livid with anger. He looked at the silent Chen Fan, and his heart was full of depression.

"I originally thought that the Chen family would be reassuring for me to hand over to you, but look at what it's like to be tossed about now!"

Chen Fan didn't say a word, he looked straight at the ground, his eyes that were once plain became cloudy, and his white and silent face was haggard and embarrassed.

He's like a different person.

From being able to do a job with ease, to the present decadent and gloomy appearance.

The old Patriarch held his chest and took a few breaths.

He pointed at Chen Fan and said, "Go to Wu's house now and bring him back to me. Thinking about the child in my stomach, Wu's family will not stand by. This is our last chance!"

With his head down, Chen Fan said in a low voice, "Didn't you listen to the people outside?"

"what."

"The child in her womb is not mine."

"Snapped!"

Chen Fan was slapped heavily again.

The old Patriarch didn't think it was enough, so he took the ornaments on the table and smashed them.

Chen Fan didn't dodge or dodge, blood dripped from his forehead to the ground along the contours of his face.

The old patriarch's fingers trembled angrily, he couldn't slap Chen Fan to death.

"What's the use of you? The family business was completely destroyed in your hands. The woman who married in has nothing to do with you. Now even the child in your stomach is not yours. You say, you say you ..."

The old Patriarch fell down on the chair clutching his chest, he took a few short breaths, his old face was bloodless.

Chen Fan stood still, pursing his thin lips tightly, with bright red fingerprints on his face.

The old Patriarch shook his hands and took a few pills, and the whole person recovered.

He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths before looking at Chen Fan and saying: "Anyway, the Wu family has something to do with us, as long as you can coax people back, the Wu family will not be able to escape. As for her The child in the womb should be thrown away after birth."

Chen Fan didn't speak, or even move.

The old Patriarch frowned, and said sharply: "Did you hear that, the Wu family is just such a daughter who suffers the most, as long as you coax her well, the Wu family will be able to do it at your fingertips!"

Only then did Chen Fan slowly raise his head.

He looked directly at the old Patriarch with those dull eyes.

"I brought up the divorce."

The old Patriarch tightened his grip on the chair, and his eyes widened a little.

Chen Fan continued to say without any ups and downs: "I didn't want to have a baby with her, so I asked her to find someone else. I brought up the divorce because I like men."

The old Patriarch was speechless for a long time, his eyes seemed to pop out of their sockets.

After an unknown amount of time, the old Patriarch pointed at the door and yelled angrily, "Get out! From now on, you are no longer a member of my Chen family, get out now!"

Chen Fan calmly withdrew his gaze, turned and left without the slightest hesitation.

A trace of disbelief flashed in the eyes of the old Patriarch, and he threw the things on the table angrily.

Chen Fan never responded.

He walked out of this magnificent mansion slowly, and tore off the tie on his shirt, as if he had untied the chains that had been on him for so many years.

Today's sun is a bit bright, reflecting a bright yellow light on the ground.

Chen Fan threw the tie he had torn off on the ground, and his eyes without any emotion gradually became dark.

……

Li Mingzhi is like the most treacherous and vicious scorpion hiding in the forest. The dense forest is like his protective color, allowing him to hide in it, no matter what, he can't find it.

When he appears, it's time to sting you hard.

Li Qingkai never gave up on keeping an eye on Li Mingzhi, but on the surface, he stood still, like an old man recuperating.

"Today is New Year's Eve, you go back."

He rubbed his fingers, but didn't smoke.

He hasn't touched the cigarette case since this morning.

The young man pushed down his glasses and glanced sideways at Li Qingkai.

"And you."

Li Qingkai raised his eyes and snorted with a half-smile.

"Why, you care about me instead."

The young man slightly hooked his lower lip: "I'm worried that you will be alone and have nowhere to go and you won't be ruthless."

Li Qingkai pursed his lips, but did not speak.

The atmosphere suddenly quieted down.

The young man glanced at him, then suddenly sighed, closed the book in his hand and stood up.

"I am leaving."

"Ah."

Li Qingkai pushed the wheelchair and turned around, looking at the bleak night sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The young man looked back at him as he left.

Li Qingkai's back in a wheelchair looked a little lonely, and under the light, he looked a little heavy and solemn.

He took off his glasses, and smoothed the hair on his forehead to the back of his head, revealing that fair but ordinary face, with passionate and romantic eyes.

He hooked his lower lip very lightly, and strode away with his hands in his pockets.

Isn't New Year's Eve the best time to take advantage of it?

……

Li Qingkai was the only one left in the empty and silent room.

He tapped his fingertips and tapped the rhythm on the armrest of the wheelchair.

The time has already unknowingly arrived in the middle of the night.

There are only a few stars here and there in the night sky outside.

Suddenly there was a loud noise, and the originally bleak night sky was illuminated by fireworks that exploded half of the sky.

Li Qingkai raised his head, looked at the brilliant colors of the sky, and tightened his fingertips slightly on the armrest of the wheelchair.

A message came from the phone.

"But let's take a look."

He put down his phone and continued to look up at the sky.

It's just that the people over there seem to be sure they want him to reply.

The messages kept vibrating, one after another.

And every message repeats that sentence.

Li Qingkai frowned and pursed his thin lips.

Who knew there was a phone call over there.

He frowned, hesitated for a moment, but still pressed the call button.

"Ah...today is really a good day, Second Young Master, don't you think so?"

Very rambunctious and casual sound.

After only listening for a second, Li Qingkai frowned and hung up the phone.

He even threw the phone out a little agitatedly.

The humming and vibrating sound didn't stop.

Instead, he became more alert, making Li Qingkai's fingers tighter and tighter.

Finally, a string of gorgeous fireworks rose again in the sky, and enthusiastic cheers spread from nowhere, even in the quiet and independent Qingzhou Garden, they could be heard clearly.

Li Qingkai frowned, his fingers clenched into fists.

……

All the excitement seems to have nothing to do with this place.

An iron door, a deep and silent corridor, and a window that is not allowed to be opened at will.

Chu Yi was leaning against the door and was flirting with the beauty she had hooked up with on the phone.

Not knowing what was said there, he lowered his eyes and smiled softly twice, his hoarse voice was somewhat sexy and charming through the vibrating Adam's apple.

He raised his head and looked at Wang Qi who was sitting quietly.

"The most beautiful person I have ever seen."

What was said over there.

Chu Yi curled up her half-length hair with one hand, lazily leaning her body.

"Who can get him..."

He curled his lips and smiled: "Of course he is the most extraordinary person."

The night sky outside was shining with colorful lights. Wang Qi sat on the edge of the bed and looked straight ahead.

The wound on the side of his face was covered with gauze, which made his pale face more fragile and thin, and his eyes were still black, like pearls sunken into the sea.

He was holding the Chinese knot in his hand, and the large and small wounds on the back of his hand had scabbed over, and there had been no new wounds for several days.

Chu Yi didn't know when he hung up the phone, he stood in front of Wang Qi, bent over to look at him.

"Now, it's eleven thirty."

Wang Qi didn't move, but he pursed his lips tighter.

Chu Yi raised her eyebrows, and tapped the tip of Wang Qi's nose with her finger.

"Happy New Year's Eve, Second Young Master."

Wang Qi didn't respond at all, his black eyelashes trembled, and slowly fell down, like butterfly feathers fluttering in the dark.

Chu Yi didn't know when she left.

He was the only one left in the dim ward, and he seemed to hear the cheers, laughter, and shouts from outside.

Everything in front of him changed into another look, twisting and rolling him into another darker space.

Time ticked by.

From 59:[-] to [-]:[-].

The surrounding darkness like thick fog enveloped him, as if countless hands were trying to pull him into it.

Wang Qi tightly clutched the Chinese knot in his hand, like the last attachment.

"Tick, tick."

The second hand was spinning rapidly, and in Wang Qi's sight, it was like a turntable that swept him into it.

It settled at the last second.

There is still not a ray of light in the surroundings.

Wang Qi lowered his eyes and fell from a high altitude. The darkness entangled his heart like vines.

He slowly let go of his hand, and the bright red Chinese knot slowly slipped from his palm.

"Oh!"

The fireworks were mixed with the sound of the iron door being knocked open.

A brilliant light hit Wang Qi's body.

He raised his eyes, the darkness was torn apart, and everything twisted was scattered.

"Wang Qi, Happy New Year."

He looked at Li Qingkai who was slightly out of breath sitting in a wheelchair, his well-groomed hair was scattered in a mess on his forehead, his pale face was covered with fine cold sweat.

The two pairs of eyes met.

At this moment, they are not as noble and gorgeous as before.

However, it really makes people feel hot.

Wang Qi blinked, and a transparent tear slipped from the end of his eye.

He curled his lips and smiled for the first time.

The author has something to say: Am I the only one who thinks Chu Yi is very attractive?