Cheng Ergongzi

As soon as he entered the office door, he saw Xiao Wenyu standing in the financial department holding a stack of materials.

He glanced at me briefly, then turned his gaze to Shi Fan behind me, "In the process of investigating the abnormal flow of Cheng's funds, we accidentally discovered a large transfer record from the company to an individual."

Shi Fan's face was calm, and he said in a deep voice, "To whom?"

Xiao Wenyu said: "Do you remember Cheng's warehouse was stolen and several PLC products were lost?"

Shi Fan nodded slightly.

Xiao Wenyu said: "The payee is the warehouse guard who was on duty the night the goods were stolen."

Shi Fan's eyes immediately projected to me.

I lowered my eyes and remained silent.

With a heavy sigh, he ushered me into the private office and closed the door behind him.Turning around, his eyes were dark and bottomless, "What's going on?"

I was silent for a while, "The guard has a child with a long-term illness, you know."

He nodded.

"He has a family history of diabetes, type [-], which started in childhood."

Shi Fan pondered: "How do you know each other?"

I whispered: "My grandma and he are sick friends. After I took over Cheng's, I gave them a job of guarding the warehouse. I stole the PLC products, and they have nothing to do with it."

I don't know if Shi Fan knows what a sick friend is.

He may not understand.

Both he and his father are high-ranking people. When they get sick, they will have a private ward, and there will be no sick friends.

But we poor people are different.

We huddled together in a ward, shared our worries, encouraged each other, took turns cooking, and tried every means to save a little money.Let's get through that difficult time together.

The kid and I ran through the hospital corridors, clinging to his frail frame as he cried out from the injections.Just because I called grandma grandma, the child also called me grandma, saying it many times without changing it.But grandma is very happy, every time the child calls her, she will answer.

On the day he turned six, his parents and I chipped in to buy a cake that could be called a luxury, turned off the lights in the ward, lit candles with a lighter, and celebrated his birthday on the bed.

One of the few, tender and tender.

When my grandma passed away, apart from me, only their family was crying.

Memories are always too heavy.

In memory, I can't breathe.

Before, no one expected my surname to be Cheng.

When I was a child, my father was in a hurry to change my surname, and I even hired a lawyer for this purpose, just because it was extremely difficult to change my surname after I became an adult.

Isn't it ridiculous.

For the first time, I lived a life like a jade cup, even though my heart was already sinking, and I couldn't stir up the slightest ripple.

I am not the first victim of the Cheng family.

The number one victim was my brother, who had committed suicide several times.

And I'm still alive.

Including making waves here, gusts of evil wind, killing some people with anger, etc.

Shi Fan would not understand.

He was always so high up.

Even when his gym membership expires and needs to be renewed, there are assistants to handle it for him.He also blamed me for not knowing how to care for a coat made of high-grade wool.

I'm so sick of this guy.

When I got off work at night, Shi Fan insisted on driving me home.

I frowned: This person clearly knows that I have a driver.

"You know that if you don't have anything to do, you can either rape or steal."

"Little Jane, you've been in a bad mood recently." He looked worried.

I have a lot of words to refute, but he stretched out his hand, with great strength, he pushed me into the co-pilot of the car without a doubt, and quickly released the safety lock.

Why do the conversations between me and Shi Fan always end in this way.

Where is my dignity as the head of the Cheng family?

"Why can't we talk like two adults?"

Shi Fan started the car, looked ahead, but did not respond.

The night outside the window is falling, the lights are blurred, and the lights are shining everywhere. I like the night of this city, which makes people forget about loneliness.

After driving for 10 minutes, I pressed my head against the car window, and the more I looked at it, the more I felt something was wrong.

"This is not the way back home."

Shi Fan didn't deny it, "Your mental condition is not good. I don't worry about you going back alone. You will stay with me tonight."

He was afraid that I would repeat the mistakes of my brother.

I just wanted to laugh out loud.

I'm not my brother, and I'll never be him in my life.

The car stopped slowly in front of a high-end apartment, got out of the car under Shi Fan's eyes, and entered the house.

When the light was turned on, a pale orange light flooded the living room.

The owner's good taste can be seen in the tasteful interior design, but I'm not impressed.No matter how well decorated it is, it doesn't change the fact that he's terribly annoying.

"Little Jane, go take a bath." Shi Fan took off his suit jacket and untied his tie, "If you want to take a bath in the bathtub, there are bath salts in the cabinet."

I vetoed blankly: "No."

He frowned displeasedly: "Don't mess around, go wash it quickly."

I glanced at him, didn't bother to argue about it, and went to the bathroom.

Take off your clothes and put them on the shelf, turn on the shower, and the steaming heat quickly fills the small space.The hot water pours down from the top, from the neck to the toes, dispelling all the cold in winter, which is very comfortable.

In the mist-filled room, I was immersed in a sense of comfort for a while and didn't respond, and I didn't even hear the knock on the door.

When the door was pushed open, I still kept looking up at the shower.

Shi Fan stood at the door holding a towel and a bathrobe, and was about to put them on the shelf, his eyes glanced over them inadvertently.After a short silence, he seemed to have discovered something, his eyes were full of shock: "Little Jane, what happened to your leg."

I was stunned on the spot.

It's really bad, I just shaved it with a razor the night before, and now both legs are red with broken capillaries.

There's been so much going on lately that I've completely forgotten about it.

Otherwise, even if you jump off the car, you won't be able to go home with him.

After a brief shock, Shi Fan quickly regained his senses, opened the shower glass door, rushed in and turned off the shower, his voice was almost crazy: "What's wrong with you, you even imitated your brother to self-mutilate!"

What a great injustice.

This is a habit I had before entering Cheng's house, and it has nothing to do with my brother.

But seeing Shi Fan's eyes, I realized that he would not believe any of my explanations.

In his eyes, I became a dangerous person who would definitely follow in the footsteps of my brother, sliding from the steep slope to the abyss.

It's really indisputable.

How could I commit suicide.

I haven't destroyed the Cheng family yet.

I haven't killed you yet.

Shi Fan was extremely nervous, as if facing an enemy.

Wipe me from head to toe with a bath towel, wrap me in a bathrobe, and hug me to the bed like a zongzi.

I was trembling with anger, kicking my hands and feet, "Let me go!"

But the hair dryer was too loud, and my yelling was drowned out by the high-powered hum.

Dinner was also eaten in bed, set up with a small table, and put some light vegetables and noodles.Probably afraid that I would do something rash, there were no knives and forks on the tableware, only a round-tipped spoon.

I poked the spoon to the tip of Shi Fan's nose: "Try to eat noodles with this, see if you can eat it."

He reluctantly took the pair of chopsticks.

He stared at him throughout the meal, his expression tense.

I was really angry: Is this person still able to do it?

When it's time to go to bed at night, Shi Fan originally wanted to sleep in the guest room, but now he doesn't go, he insists on being squeezed into the same bed with me, and he can't even kick him.

"Little Jane, I'm afraid you will do something stupid."

"..."

He held me firmly with both arms through the bathrobe, and he couldn't refuse me in terms of strength.I couldn't move, like a shrimp, the scene was too humiliating to mention it.