[122. Sowing discord]

The Chen family’s mansion is located in the most prosperous area of ​​the city, but it seems to be isolated from the hustle and bustle, forming a peaceful world of its own.

Pushing open the big iron gate of the Chen family, you will see the garden as soon as you enter, and there are some servants trimming the garden.

Cheng Qingxing walked at the back because of his mobility issues.

Zheng Xuhe walked in front and didn't pay any attention to him. The two of them were like strangers.

Because he walked slowly, the distance between him and Zheng Xuhe was getting farther and farther.

The feeling felt familiar to him, like a business between the two of them.

He suddenly felt very tired, so he stopped, looked at Zheng Xuhe's back, and fell into deep thought.

Looking at the shadow getting farther and farther away, he thought that he would never be able to catch up with Zheng Xuhe in this lifetime.

"I'm a little tired." He said softly, then stayed there for a while, as if he had made up his mind to leave this place.

Cheng Qingxing looked back, but the way out was so far. It would be great if someone could take him out.

"How long do you want me to wait here for you?"

Zheng Xuhe's voice came from a distance.

He was standing under a paulownia tree, which was actually not far away from him, only about ten meters away.

Cheng Qingxing was slightly stunned, raised his head, and his eyes passed through the greenery of the garden and fell on Zheng Xuhe.

His figure appeared particularly clear under the shade of the paulownia tree, and the sunlight shone on him through the gaps between the leaves, forming spots of light.

For some reason, Cheng Qingxing seemed to remember the scene of their school sports meeting.

That bottle of Coke was actually for him, right?

"Zheng Xuhe, when I was studying--" The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he suddenly couldn't say them.

Zheng Xuhe had a hint of impatience on his face, but there was a hint of concern in his eyes. He walked over, looked at him and asked, "What do you want to say?"

"I..." Cheng Qingxing opened his mouth, but found that he didn't know what to say.

His voice was a little hoarse, as if it had been blown by the wind: "I'm just a little tired."

Zheng Xuhe looked at his legs, hesitated again and again, and finally squatted in front of him, "Let me carry you, it's only a dozen meters away."

Cheng Qingxing looked at his back, her heartbeat getting faster and faster, and finally she slowly lay on his back.

This marble road was a bit long. Cheng Qingxing leaned on his back and could clearly hear his and her own heartbeats.

"When you meet my father later, you don't have to say anything, just listen." Zheng Xuhe whispered in his ear, "He is not the kind of person who is easy to talk to."

Cheng Qingxing did not answer him, but just held his hand a little tighter.

--

The lobby of the Chen family residence.

The hall was spacious and bright, with a huge crystal chandelier hanging from the high ceiling. Countless crystal beads sparkled brightly under the light, like falling stars in the night sky.

In the center was a huge mahogany long table, with several high-backed chairs on both sides. The armrests and backrests of the chairs were carved with exquisite patterns. Chen Lingyue and Wang Jianguo had already taken their seats, and Bai Hengxi also sat at the side.

When he saw the two of them arrive, his face instantly darkened.

There were several people in the hall, none of whom Cheng Qingxing recognized. He thought that these people might be Zheng Xuhe's "relatives."

Everyone's eyes shifted to them. Cheng Qingxing slowly got off Zheng Xuhe's back and sat in the seat next to him.

Zheng Xuhe stood up, straightened his clothes, walked to the middle, and bowed slightly to the white-haired old man in the middle.

He did not call Chen Jianmin "father", but called him "Mr. Chen."

Chen Jianmin was obviously displeased by his address. He looked at Zheng Xuhe with his eyes closed, raised his hand, and then let him sit back.

His position was the closest to Chen Jianmin, and it was obvious that Chen Jianmin admired this illegitimate son very much.

Cheng Qingxing watched from a distance and realized that the Chen family was such a family.

He suddenly understood why Zheng Xuhe was so silent.

Zheng Xuhe's home was frighteningly cold, without a trace of human habitation.

"Xuhe, you should thank your Uncle Wang." Chen Jianmin said coldly, "If it weren't for your Uncle Wang opening the way for you, you would still be at the police station now."

"No, Xu He can handle it even if I don't go." Wang Jianguo echoed, "Xu He is a very capable kid."

Flattery, fawning, and fawning, Zheng Xuhe is the one in power.

Chen Jianmin looked at Zheng Xuhe, and then at Bai Hengxi, "You should think carefully about your marriage with Master Bai. Let's set it at the end of this year."

"I have no intention of marrying him." Zheng Xuhe stood up and looked at Bai Hengxi who was sitting in a relatively secluded position. "I have communicated with you once, I hope you can understand."

"What do you mean? Is my Hengxi not worthy of you?"

The middle-aged woman next to Bai Hengxi spoke. She was wearing a red dress and stood out in the crowd.

"Mrs. Bai, don't mind it. My brother doesn't think before he speaks." Chen Lingyue immediately said, "Brother, Master Bai is a triple S Omega. His family background is a perfect match for yours. He looks good and is a kind person. Why don't you like him?"

Zheng Xuhe said nothing and shifted his gaze to Cheng Qingxing.

He didn't know why Zheng Xuhe was looking at him, but he knew that he should stand up and say something.

"Bai Hengxi has bad conduct and is indeed unworthy of Zheng Xuhe."

The next second after he said this, Cheng Qingxing regretted it.

The gazes of the people present were like sharp swords, piercing him fiercely.

He looked at the people present and stood up hesitantly. "If everyone saw what happened at the police station, they should know why this happened."

Cheng Qingxing's voice was not loud, but it was exceptionally clear.

"What do you mean!?" Bai Hengxi was obviously anxious, slamming the table and standing up, "Is it your turn to speak here?"

"I'm just stating the facts." Cheng Qingxing said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone, "You've been violent towards others, acted like a big shot on the set, been late and left early, and deliberately framed others. There are so many things to look for."

Bai Hengxi was so angry that his face turned black, and Mrs. Bai stood up and walked towards him.

"Pa——" It was a slap in the face. Cheng Qingxing subconsciously blocked it with his hand, but was still hit on the face by the slap.

He felt his hands hurt and his face was a little hot.

"Stop trying to sow discord here." Madam Bai looked at him viciously, "You and Zheng Xuhe have already divorced. If Zheng Xuhe hadn't been soft-hearted, how could you be here?"

He is really good at talking. He praises Zheng Xuhe on the one hand and suppresses Cheng Qingxing on the other.