C291 Meet Me

"Brother Cheng!" Little Zhao Feng stuck his head out, "You're not done yet?"

Ah Cheng did not say anything, but pointed directly at the door, telling him to scram.

The group of people at the foot of the stairs saw this clearly and laughed. It was really boring, so they started talking all at once to find him, "Little Zhao Feng, if you can make Ah Cheng speak, then you are my father!"

"Hey, what did Director Chi say? I'm not afraid of the heavens, I'm not afraid of the earth. I'm just afraid that Ah Cheng will speak!" "Hahaha!"

The group of people laughed unbridled, causing Little Chou Feng to almost burst into tears. His eyes rolled around, and when he saw the woman at the corner of the stairs, he snappily said, "Why are you here again!"

"We, Director Chi, have already said that unless we send him a wreath, don't come looking for trouble!"

Ann Qianxi sneered and threw her hands out from behind her back as she reiterated, "I want to see Director Chi."

"Oh, what a rare sight. I even brought a little kid." Little Chou Feng looked at the little head that popped out from behind Ann Qianxi.

"It seems like it's a amorous debt of Director Chi!"

The autumn wind began to blow, and the yellow leaves began to fall. For a moment, he was lost in thought.

"Hey!" Little Chou Feng called out to him and pointed at the boy behind him. "Follow."

She was led upstairs through the corridor, where the statue stood in the doorway, looking at the two of them as if it hadn't moved its mouth. "Don't be nosy!"

F * ck!

Little Chou Feng trembled in fear: It would be even harder for Ah Cheng to say anything than ascending to heaven!

A'Cheng had followed Director Chi for ten years, and said no more than ten sentences in total.

Before Little Zhaofeng could even make sense of the situation, Ah Cheng had already pushed the door open and could only watch helplessly as Ann Qianxi and the young boy walked in. His heart was in a tumble, and he was filled with admiration.

The study room was spotless and extremely luxurious. The only thing worth noting was the photo of the owner of the house and an old lady on the corner of the table. They looked very much alike, most likely mother and son.

Ann Qianxi came in from the light and told Ann Dong'er to stay at the door. After all, she didn't want the following scene to be seen by such a young child.

There was a faint smell of smoke in the air. She knew what it was, so she hesitated even more.

She hesitated as she approached, each step slower and slower, heart pounding, a great tension under her calm exterior.

"Director Chi."

The moment he said that, the study turned around with its back facing him, "What did you call me?" Chi Shaojun didn't even raise his eyes. Smoke floated in front of him.

He walked over and grabbed Ann Qianxi's chin. His expression changed and he gasped with difficulty, "Shaojun …"

He let go and sneered, "If I remember correctly, if you dare let me see you again, I'll kill you with a single slash."

Tears rolled down Ann Qianxi's face. She didn't want to cry and ruthlessly wiped her face with the back of her hand.

Chi Shaojun calmly put out his cigarette in the ashtray, "Director An, if you have something to say, say it quickly. I don't have time to play with you!"

"I inherited my father's company."

"Oh?" Chi Shaojun narrowed his eyes, "Are you showing off to me? Are we going to become competitors in the future?"

"In order to be like you," Ann Qianxi gritted her teeth. "It took me five years."

"Like me? It looks like you really admire me? "

"You —" Ann Qianxi was so angry that she laughed instead. He had never understood her, nor why she had become so radiant. All these years.

Initially, he had once again thrown her off, saying that he was unworthy. Now that he had reached this stage, it was all to chase after his footsteps.

But Fate played a joke on her.

Who would be willing to not feel any pain at all? Wasn't it because she was too reckless in trying to please him?

"Ann Qianxi's smile was a little tired." I'm not here to quarrel with you today. I want you to promise me one thing. "

He laughed until his whole body felt comfortable. "Who do you think you are? You want to bargain with me? " He leaned over and pinched her chin. "What are you? Suitable to negotiate with me? Back then, I was blind and fell for you. "

She didn't deny it and pointed to the door, "The little boy outside is called Dong'er."

"Oh?" He sneered, "Aren't you and him bad enough for me?"

"I know you hate me for that," she said, her voice suddenly low.

His hand froze there, and after a long moment he laughed, as if in pleasure: "Yes, you, good, very good — do you think I can believe you when you talk about my child with your white teeth?"

"You can do DNA testing."

There was a chilling tone in his voice, "Do you think I'm stupid? Your blood type and mine are both type B, while Ann Dong'er's blood type is type A, how could he be my child?!"

"I won't live another three months." She raised her face slightly and finally saw his eyes. Perhaps because of the light, she could not see them clearly.

She lowered her head slightly again. "In the final stages of gastric cancer, the doctor said surgery was no longer possible. It doesn't matter if I die, but Dong'er … You know that for a person, emotions are the most important thing. Dong'er is so young, there's nothing I can do... I can only look for you... "

Dong'er kissed her face and called her mother with his childish voice. Finally, she couldn't stand it anymore as a big tear fell down and then fell on her again. She turned her face away awkwardly, not wanting to let him see it.

He roughly pulled her up. "What nonsense are you spouting? I don't believe it! "

Holding back her tears, she took out the diagnosis certificates, Dong'er's birth certificate one by one, and showed them to him.

When little Dong'er heard the sound, he couldn't help but peek through the crack of the door and call out for his mother. However, because the child was too small, he couldn't see much even if he stood on tiptoe.

Chi Shaojun looked over coldly.

"I know. The reports from the hospital and the medical examiner are irrefutable. I can't argue."

Tears welled up in her eyes, "I know you hate me for killing your father, but please treat her well for the sake of the child being your flesh and blood. Dong'er is very obedient and won't give you too much trouble."

His chest heaved violently, and after a long while, he suddenly shoved her ruthlessly, "F * ck off. I don't believe it. I don't believe it. "

Ann Qianxi almost staggered and fell down. She was pulled by him, but she managed to stabilize herself. Her eyes were like black lakes, and red maple leaves floated beside her. He shook her off with fierce strength and looked outside the door.

"I have a word with the child. She will come to see you in a moment." She got up and walked to the door, closing it softly behind her.

"Dong'er, didn't you want to see dad? Mom told you, dad came back from overseas, do you still remember?" Ann Qianxi's voice was as gentle as water when she spoke to her child.

Dong'er blinked his big, dark eyes. "I remember!" There was still a smile in his eyes as he said, "Mom said that Daddy went to work abroad and will take me to eat KFC and take a roller coaster when he comes back!"

"Daddy is already in front of you. Dong'er must remember to make daddy happy." Ann Qianxi caressed the child's hair and comforted gently, "Make daddy like you, you know?"

"I know!" Dong'er nodded heavily.

"Good girl!" Ann Qianxi held the baby for a long time, kissing her forehead for a long time before letting go. She took her hand and said, "Let's go. Mom will bring you to see dad."