C19 You Smell like My Father

Article 19. You have the smell of my father on you.

Zhung Niansheng poured out a cup of water without any emotion, and it quickly and steadily splashed onto Qiao Weiyi's face.

Qiao Weiyi's entire face was drenched with water. Even her hair was wet. Traces of hair stuck onto her pale face.

It was already a little cold at one o'clock in the morning. When this cup of water was poured onto her face without a single drop remaining, the skin on her face was so tight that it even gave her goosebumps. It was terrible.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. Qiao Weiyi felt that her heart had been doused by this cup of water.

Because the one who splashed the water on her was a child who was only five years old and should have called her "mother. "

Qiao Weiyi closed her eyes and did not let the cold water flow into her eyes. Only when the water on her face was almost dripping down her chin did she slowly open her eyes.

Wiping off the water droplets on her eyelids, she looked at the child with cold eyes in front of her.

"You have the smell of my father on you. " Zhung Niansheng let go of the cup and let it fall to the ground, turning it into crystal fragments. His vicious eyes looked at Qiao Weiyi and said word by word, "You are so disgusting. "

Qiao Weiyi opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but an invisible hand seemed to have grabbed her throat, making her unable to say a word.

Looking at Zhung Niansheng who was clearly only five years old but seemed to be able to see through everything, Qiao Weiyi's nails dug into her palm and lowered her eyelids.

Zhung Niansheng looked coldly at Qiao Weiyi, "How much did my father give you?"

Qiao Weiyi lowered her eyelids and allowed the water on her hair and face to drip onto the floor. In this quiet night, there was a heavy sound.

"I also have a lot of pocket money. I will give you money. You go sleep with a beggar on the west street for one night. Do you want it?"

Zhung Niansheng asked calmly. His black eyes looked at Qiao Weiyi as if he was looking at trash.

"Shut up!"

Qiao Weiyi suddenly looked up, "Who taught you to say such things!"

Zhung Niansheng narrowed his eyes slightly and his lips curled into a mocking arc. "For money, you slept with my father and ruined my family. A disgusting person like you is not qualified to talk to me. "

Zhung Niansheng shifted his gaze to Zhung Shiyan's room and said coldly with a stern face, "Get out of here. If you come to my house again in the future, I will call the police. "

Qiao Weiyi was angry when she heard Zhung Niansheng, a five-year-old child, say such insulting words, but when she saw this child stubbornly defend his home, she suddenly could not say anything.

She was not worthy.

She was not worthy of reprimanding him, nor was she worthy of standing in front of him.

Taking a deep look at Zhung Niansheng's emotionless eyes, Qiao Weiyi felt her heart ache from the cold gaze. If she had not left Zhung Shiyan, would this child not be as cold and heartless as he was now?

Would his eyes have more naivety and happiness like those of the same age?

Forget it, she owed him. What right and position did she have to blame him?

Qiao Weiyi tried to smile at the cold-faced child, but she did not succeed.

With a heart full of bitterness, she slowly stood up and straightened her back. Step by step, she left this villa that once belonged to her but was now expelled.

This was the house of Ji family, a birthday gift that her father bought for her. This was her home.

Because of Zhung Shiyan, she didn't dare go home.

Now that she had returned, she was going to be chased away by her own son in the middle of the rainy night, with injuries all over her body. He even said that if she dared to come again, he would definitely call the police.

She walked out of the villa and stood in the bone-piercing cold rain, allowing the rain to pour all over her body once again. Qiao Weiyi looked up at the dark sky and there was a burning pain in the corner of her eyes.