C99 Don't Make Him Angry

"I want to go back to White Mountain to see uncle. " Wen Nuan took the initiative to hand over the tie clip and said in a low voice.

"No. " Chi Jingshen slightly raised his chin and let Hsu Shuijing adjust the tie for him before tidying up the cuff cuff.

"He is really looking at uncle. He is not good. " Wen Nuan quickly said.

"No. " Chi Jingshen frowned and said in a deep voice. "You are not allowed to go anywhere. "

"You want me to accompany you to the celebration banquet?" Wen Nuan asked softly.

"No need. Hsu Shuijing will accompany me. " Chi Jingshen turned around and said calmly.

She was not allowed to go, nor was she allowed to return to White Mountain. She was just a little bunny in a cage here. She pursed her lips and said softly, "I'll buy a ticket for the night, I'll be back soon. "

"No, there's no need to be so meddlesome, don't go anywhere. Be good, I like it. " Chi Jingshen started walking out. There was no room for negotiation in his tone!

What a good guy! Wasn't this a good discussion with him? What did he mean by so many things? It was as if nothing could happen to her!

Hsu Shuijing followed Chi Jingshen. When she walked past Wen Nuan, she smiled at her, "Miss Wen, have a good rest. I will take good care of Director Chi. Don't worry. "

Wen Nuan faced her gaze and smiled. Did Chi Jingshen know the relationship between Hsu Shuijing and Silent Disaster? Right, She had seen a copper key in the flower pot of the sunflower. Perhaps Chi Jingshen really wanted Silent Disaster to do something.

Silent Disaster was really capable. Even Chi Jingshen wanted to look for him!

Liu Zhe and the others hurriedly followed them out. The room became deathly silent.

She sat on the sofa and looked at the new white carpet under her feet, feeling a wave of fear. People really can't live through it. A good life, once it's over, will sink in, unwilling to lose it. How long had she lived for? She was already somewhat reluctant to part with this room. The bed was comfortable, the sofa was comfortable, and Chi Jingshen also made her feel comfortable. . .

She imagined what would happen to her the moment Chi Jingshen chased her out of here. Would she cry? Would she force herself to pretend that she didn't care?

If she was stupid, she wouldn't care if she didn't like it! Now, not only did she like this room, she also liked Chi Jingshen!

No, she still had to go to White Mountain!

She did not know what would happen to other people if they encountered this kind of thing. Would they pretend that nothing had happened and enjoy the good days that Chi Jingshen had given her with a clear conscience? She also did not know if others would be as anxious as her, as if the sky was about to collapse. She only knew that she wanted to know the answer right now. She wanted to find him that night.

It was currently the off-season, so the train tickets could be bought a lot. She bought the earliest train, packed up her things, and rushed to White Mountain.

Along the way, she sent a message to her aunt, telling her that she would pay two hundred thousand yuan and give her a day to raise all of it. Otherwise, if Chi Jingshen got angry, he wouldn't be able to get a single cent. Her aunt only wanted money and didn't want to cause trouble too early, so she agreed to give her an extra day.

Then she sent another message to Chi Jingshen, telling him that she went to White Mountain to see her uncle. Uncle was in critical condition, so she should also take a look.

This was the first time Wen Nuan had returned to White Mountain in two and a half years. To her, White Mountain was like an empty city. No matter how prosperous it became, it was still cold and heartless to her. The White Mountain had swallowed her father, her mother, and her home. It had messed up her childhood and childhood.

She hated the White Mountain! She didn't know if she still had the courage to raise her head after finding out the truth in the White Mountain. She looked at Chi Jingshen. She wondered if she was stupid. Wouldn't it be fine as long as she pretended nothing had happened? If Aunt Ye and the others were messing around, she would just deny it. In any case, Chi Jingshen could not see it. She didn't know how much panic was in her eyes, nor did she know how much bitterness was on her lips.

Why did she have to be so honest?

She put her forehead on the window and smiled bitterly.

If she was not honest, she would not be Wen Nuan. She did not want to be a muddleheaded person. She had to live clearly and clearly.

. . .

This was a new express car, and it would take them three and a half hours to reach White Mountain. It was obvious that within the territory of the same province, Lyi Shui had already become an international metropolis. White Mountain still had the image of an old woman in her twilight years. It was gloomy and gloomy, and no matter how many colorful lights were hung on it, they couldn't put the color of blood on her overly pale skin.

She carried a small suitcase and stood on the street, feeling all sorts of emotions.

This was the hometown where she was born and grew up. She found a familiar store on the street, ate a bowl of ramen, and rushed straight to the hospital. The aunt had said that her uncle had been hospitalized here.

Along the way upstairs, he asked around and saw his uncle lying alone on the hospital bed, coughing.

"Uncle. " She quickly walked over and looked at her uncle, who was as thin as firewood, with a sad expression.

"Nuan?" The uncle was stunned for a moment and clearly did not react.

"I'm on vacation. I came to see you. How do you feel?" Wen Nuan placed the fruit she bought at the hospital entrance on the bedside table and said softly.

"I'll do it. . . Your aunt went to see your cousin. You can go to bed at night. " He tremblingly took the key from under the pillow and said in a hoarse voice, "This place will be closed soon. Don't stay for too long. "

"I'll find a place to stay. " Wen Nuan pushed the key back and said straightforwardly, "I came here to ask you two things. One is about my father's illness. I saw Liu Jianxiong. He said that my father only got sick because he tested medicine. Do you know about this? "

The uncle frowned and muttered, "What did he say to you about this?"

"Can't I say it?"

"The uncle replied, Back then, your mother received the compensation of three hundred thousand yuan. Your mother ran away with the money. I didn't tell your aunt about this either. " The uncle propped himself up with his arms and panted a few times. He continued, "I was just angry that she didn't leave any for you. She was too wicked. "

Lin Hui also took 300,000? Wen Nuan clenched her fists and continued to ask, "Then where is the White Pigeon Pharmaceutical Factory now?"

"I don't know. At that time, the batch of people who tested the medicine with your father were only your father and the other two people who were the most serious. Those two families took the compensation and moved away a long time ago. " The uncle frowned and turned his sallow face to look at her. "What else do you want to ask?"

"I heard from Xiaoou that when I had a fever a few years ago. . . Did something happen to me?" Wen Nuan asked in embarrassment.

"You asked me. Who should I ask?" The uncle waved his hand. He laid down and gasped for breath. "Hey, Nuan. My responsibility to you has also been fulfilled. I won't be able to live for more than a few days. Your aunt and cousin. If you don't want to come and go, then don't come and go. Especially your aunt, don't listen to her lie. Xiaoou had a strange personality. She was competitive. If she couldn't win, she wouldn't win. She was unhappy. "

. . .

"I know. " Wen Nuan nodded and said softly, "Auntie is looking for me. Uncle, I have been staying at your house all these years and have brought you a lot of trouble. For me, you have also suffered a lot. Don't worry, I'll give you money to treat your illness. "

"What's there to treat? It's a waste of money. I'm already in my late stage. I just need to take painkillers every day. It doesn't hurt that much, so I'll be fine. . . " Halfway through his sentence, his eyes suddenly widened and he loudly asked, "Your aunt asked you for money?"

"Oh, she asked for a little bit. It's fine. Didn't my dad leave me 200,000 yuan? I have money. " Wen Nuan saw his expression and understood. Aunt did not bring the money back at all!

"This damn woman runs outside every day. I don't know what she is doing. " The uncle cursed a few times and waved his hand. He let out a long sigh. "Nuan, he said. My illness cannot be cured. I want to save the money for your brother to marry a wife. If you have the heart, help your brother a little more in the future. He is not as capable as you and your cousin. Now, he drinks and fights all day long. . . "

"He's fighting again?" Wen Nuan looked at him with sympathy. Not a single one of her children was by his side. Didn't they say that having two children, it was a blessing to be together? It seemed that whether one had luck or not depended on luck.

"20 days in custody, still locked up. . . Oh, today should be the last day. " The uncle stretched out his thin fingers to count, then grunted in pain. "Give me the painkillers. "

Wen Nuan quickly brought the medicine over. Feed it to him.

The uncle and her father looked very similar, and her father also looked as skinny as firewood before his death. Seeing her uncle suffer, Wen Nuan thought of her father again and felt extremely sad in her heart.

She thought, if she did not go to her uncle's house back then, would his house be much more peaceful? After all, if there was one more person, an extra portion of expenses, there would be more noisy things.

At this time, Wen Nuan was filled with guilt towards her uncle. She wiped his hands and feet and tucked the blanket properly for him. Her uncle suddenly started to sob, which made Wen Nuan feel extremely sad. She persuaded him for a long time until the nurse came to urge him. Only then did she leave the hospital.

Life is like this. If you are happy, you will also suffer.

Wen Nuan thought, why did the heavens make such arrangements? Creating a human, why can't humans be happy all the time? Why must they create so much suffering?

The night in White Mountain was very quiet, and the suitcase would occasionally crush rocks, making cracking sounds.

"Wen Nuan?" Someone called her from behind.