Getting married by mistake: the embarrassing wife of the cold-faced president

Chapter 41
After the man finished cursing, he turned to leave.

Mom suddenly got up from the ground.Her mind was blank, she lost all reason, she couldn't care about anything, she thought of death, and thought of dying with the man.So she grabbed the fruit knife that was on the coffee table, rushed to the man, and stabbed at the man's heart fiercely.

The man was quick-witted. When he heard the noise, he quickly moved his body away, and then snatched the fruit knife with his sharp eyes and quick hands.Mom rushed forward again, trying to grab the fruit knife again.While the two were tearing apart, the fruit knife stabbed the mother's arm, making a long cut and bleeding a lot.

The man froze in horror.

Mom was also frightened.

Afterwards, the man dropped the knife and fled.Mom didn't die—it was just an arm injury, far away from the heart, how could it be so easy to die?She just has a long scar on her left arm, and because of this, no matter how hot it is in summer, she dare not wear short-sleeved shirts.

My mother, who was heartbroken, hugged me who was born not long ago, left City C, and returned to the small county.

That man is Deng Haoran.

Because of my mother's troubles, his wife divorced him, and then went away to the United States, got married, and had children.Afterwards, Deng Haoran remained single and never remarried, and the women around him changed at a whim, which was much faster than a woman coming to be an aunt.

The reason why I know him is because when I was 16 years old, he went to a small county to find my mother.

He made a fortune and became "some of the people who got rich first".But while God opened a window for him, he closed another door for him—because of an accident, he could no longer have his own children.

And I am his only flesh and blood.

You don’t need to do a DNA test, just by looking at my appearance, you can tell that I am his species—one of his N sperm/sons, after untold hardships and long journeys, finally succeeded in running to an egg rendezvous, thus conceived into an embryo, and finally produced life.

But the life created by his sperm is not willing to go with him.

Influenced by my mother, I hated him to the bone.So young and energetic, I pointed to his nose, gritted my teeth and yelled at him: "Get out! Get out! No matter how much money you have, I don't care about it!"

For the next ten years, I never saw him again.

But I often see news about him in newspapers and on the Internet.Although I refuse to recognize him, I cannot deny the fact that he is my biological father.

In the early morning, Qiao Wei and I went down the mountain.

I was very light, and when I walked, one foot was higher and the other was lower.Qiao Weizhong had a chivalrous spirit, he only supported me at first, but later he simply carried me on his back.

In the scorching summer, both of them wore thin clothes.Qiao Weizhong's back felt unexpectedly hot.This scorching heat, I don't know why, actually gave me a very safe and warm feeling.

I giggled: "Qiao Weizhong, it would be great if you were Cheng Yiming."

Unfortunately, Qiao Weizhong is not Cheng Yiming.

When I got off the Taiping Mountain, I gave it to the wind once, and I woke up.I blushed and said, "Qiao Weizhong, thank you. I'm fine, let me come down."

Qiao Weizhong didn't insist and let me go.

He sent me back to Oriental Mandarin Hotel.

Before reaching the door, I suddenly saw a tall foreigner just walking out of the hotel.Qiao Weizhong froze when he saw him from a distance, he shook off my hand and rushed towards the man.

"Jalue!" Qiao Weizhong called in a trembling voice.

The foreign man named "Calio" was tall, tall and strong, with a handsome face, like a Greek statue, and blue and deep eyes.He was wearing a white shirt with a very low neckline, revealing his bright tanned skin and thick sexy chest hair.

He turned around and stared at Qiao Weizhong.

I have met this person. I had coffee with him last night. He said his name is Margaret, and he has a quarter of Chinese blood and three quarters of Italian blood.

Qiao Weizhong rushed over and hugged him tightly.

In the blink of an eye, I understood.It turns out that the Lover (lover) in Qiao Wei's heart is not her, but him—this him is Margaret.

I didn't disturb their happiness. After watching them silently for a while, I turned around and got on the elevator.

On the twelfth floor, get out of the elevator.Lu Cheng Yiming's room, I saw that it was brightly lit, I guess he hadn't slept yet.I raised my hand and wanted to knock on the door. After thinking about it, it was better not to disturb him in the dead of night. Anyway, I didn't know what to say when I saw him.

Go back to your room.

It was found that there were N missed calls and N text messages on the mobile phone, all of which were from Cheng Yiming.It seems that he still cares about me, and is still anxious about my "disappearance"—even if he doesn't love me.

I sent him a text message: I forgot to bring my mobile phone when I went out during the day, and now I am back, I am fine.After a while, Cheng Yiming texted back: I'm fine, good night.

I didn't wash or take off my clothes, just lying on the bed.

Then, I will be good night.

I had a dream.In the dream, I saw that I was alone, walking in the dark, I didn't know where I was, and I didn't know where I was going.It was dark around me, there was no one, and there was no scenery, only a long path with no side in sight.

I was scared and anxious.

In the dream, I quickened my pace.

Walking, walking, the more I walked, the more I felt fear, and my hairs stood on end.Suddenly, I heard someone calling me: "Lala—" It was Cheng Yiming, who stood in front of me, but didn't look back.

I was overjoyed immediately and ran towards him.

However, such a short distance is only a few meters away, but I ran for a long time, which seemed to be as long as a century.I was out of breath and managed to run behind Cheng Yiming. I was so excited that I opened my arms and hugged him from behind.

"Cheng Yiming!"

Cheng Yiming turned his head and looked at me.Then his face changed, it was ferocious, terribly sinister, and his eyes were shining with evil and terrifying light in the dim light.

I was startled, let go of his hand quickly, and took a step back.

In the dream, Cheng Yiming said: "Lala, don't force me!"

I asked him loudly: "Okay, I won't force you! But tell me, when will you fall in love with me?"

Cheng Yiming said: "Next life! Next life I will love you!"

I was very sad: "Why? Why do you have to love me in the next life?"

Cheng Yiming didn't answer, but suddenly stretched out his hand to grab me, wrapping around my wrist like pliers.He stared at me without blinking.Suddenly, he grinned and laughed, blood overflowed from his facial features, and his chest was covered with blood red.

I yelled in terror.

Then, I woke up from the dream.

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(End of this chapter)