One Thousand Four Hundred and Thirty-Eight Returning to the Past (Part 3)

Chu Ning drank the wine in one breath. Before she could get drunk, she stood up and left in a hurry. However, after taking only a few steps, he was already unsteady on his feet.

She held on to the wall and used all her remaining sense to find the bathroom. I washed my face with cold water, thinking that it would feel much better, but my eyes became more and more dizzy, as if the whole world was spinning.

She had to squat down against the wall, which immediately made her feel better.

The cell phone is ringing like crazy. She gasped, took out her cell phone from her handbag, picked it up and put it to her ear. Now my whole body feels weak, and I almost have no strength to hold the phone.

"Chuchu, have you slept?" It was her mother's voice.

Zhao Chuning's eyes turned red and he almost cried. However, she bit her lower lip hard and resisted. Instead, she smiled slightly and said, "Well, it's almost over."

She tried her best to straighten her tongue and speak, not wanting her mother to hear anything was wrong.

He was obviously smiling, but his face was wet with tears. She didn't know why she suddenly became so vulnerable, she just felt sad. It felt like someone had dug out the heart, thrown it to the ground and trampled it hard.

It was the ultimate pain and the ultimate humiliation.

"I'm just telling you, you should pick up Mimi two days later. This child went out to play in the snow with people today and caught a cold. She still has a fever now. But her grandfather and I were anxious to death. "

When Zhao Chuning heard that the child was sick, his heart ached even more.

Zhang Rong said: "She wants you to pick her up as soon as possible. She's so feverish that she's still calling you!"

At this point, she sighed again, "In addition to calling me mom, I also called me dad."

Zhao Chuning suddenly shed more tears. She has always felt guilty and sorry about the 'father' of her precious child.

She bit her fingers hard to keep herself from crying. Zhang Rong didn't notice anything strange here, and just continued to persuade her earnestly: "Chu Chu, you are 26 this year, and it's time to think about life-long events. Although we always say that Mimi doesn't need a father, but what exactly is this? We are just wishful thinking, Mimi wants it. If you meet someone good, don’t push them away in a hurry, get in touch, maybe there will be someone suitable, you know?”

Zhao Chuning calmed down for a long time. It wasn't until Zhang Rong asked again that she finally squeezed out three words, "I know."

“It’s good to know.

I'm afraid you don't know. "Zhang Rong sighed, "You, don't think about the child's biological father..."

"Mom." Before Zhang Rong could finish her words, Zhao Chuning had already interrupted her, "Please help me take care of the child. I will ask for leave and come back to pick her up in two days."

"Don't be in a hurry to ask for leave. You can take her away when she is well. Otherwise, how can your father and I rest assured?"

"Okay. I have something else to do here, so I won't tell you anything." Zhao Chuning really wanted to ask how Mimi was doing now, how high her fever was, whether she had seen a doctor, and whether she had taken any medicine. However, at this moment, he didn't dare to ask a word, for fear that his mother would find out that he had drunk too much, and he would be distracted from worrying about her, and would make the two elders worry about him again for no reason.

For so many years, not only did she fail to be filial to them, but she also allowed them to bear the humiliation of having a child out of wedlock for her, and took great pains to take care of the child.

She hung up the phone in a hurry, and the guilt for her children and her parents all came to her heart. She finally couldn't suppress it anymore, squatted on the ground, hugged herself, and cried in her head.

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This way.

As soon as Zhao Chuning left, Tang Yi sat alone on the sofa and didn't move for a long time. His expression was gloomy, like a violent storm.

"Fifth Master." The female companion just now stepped forward bravely. After all, I am special, so I have the courage. She sat next to Tang Yi, rubbing soft circles on the back of his hand with a seductive hint, "Don't be angry, I'll drink with you, okay?"

She said, starting to pour the wine.

Tang Yi glanced at her, raised his thin lips, and uttered one word coldly, "Get out."

The woman's heart trembled, and the hand holding the wine glass trembled. However, to leave like this was not only unwilling but also embarrassing. He opened his lips and wanted to say something else, but Tang Yi glanced over with cold eyes, gloomy and even scarier than the devil in hell. She trembled and stood up hurriedly, not daring to waste a second.

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After a while, the party ended. Outside the venue, the doorman had already brought his car over. He took the key and heard a commotion behind him.

"Hey, miss, be careful."

"Do I need to call you a cab?"

"Where do you live? I'll call a car for you now."

The one who spoke was the hotel waiter. Tang Yi turned around and looked over, his face turning cold.

I saw a twisted woman being helped out by a waiter. She was obviously drunk and unconscious, her face was red, and she was still smiling. Probably because he was drunk, his smile looked extremely innocent and charming. Moreover, her body was weak, and as soon as someone helped her, she threw herself on him.

"Miss!" The waiter was startled, and his heart was beating fast. Being held by such a beauty, he was so nervous that he almost lost his breath.

Just as he reached out to push the other person away slightly, he heard a sharp voice, "Try touching her again."

The waiter raised his eyes and met Tang Yi's cold and stern eyes, which almost frightened everyone. His hands were frozen in the air, and he explained in a tongue-tied manner: "Fifth...Fifth Master, she is drunk, I...I didn't mean it."

Tang Yi stretched out his hand and pulled Zhao Chuning over. Zhao Chuning spun around like a top and hit Tang Yi hard. Tang Yi took a step back and leaned against the car. She leaned against him. Smelling the smell of alcohol all over his body, his handsome eyebrows furrowed. He reached out to pull her into the car, but she suddenly stretched out her hands, hugged him, and murmured: "Baby... I miss you so much..."

Tang Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at her. Her eyes were very beautiful, a little hazy when she was drunk, like glass, glowing under the light. The little face is flushed, especially attractive.

Six years ago, it was these eyes that caught his eye and made him curiously interested. He lifted her chin and whispered: "Seduce me?"

"It's not that I don't want to be by your side..." Zhao Chuning couldn't hear his words at all, and only thought that he was by Xiao Yimi's side now. Her body was soft against him, and her voice was also soft. Her expression was not as cool as before, but only gentle, "I also want to be with you every day, never to be apart for a second... Time flies so fast, we both We have been separated for five years...but, fortunately, we will never be separated again, right?"

As she spoke, her little hand touched his face.

That soft touch made Tang Yi breathe heavier. Every word she spoke was more like a flame, hitting his heart that had no warmth, making his stagnant heart slightly rise. There were some disturbances. Is this woman still nostalgic for the past?

[The men in the whole article are all good men, only our fifth master is a bad guy. I’m really tired of writing about Good Man, so I’m adjusting my taste. 】