Chapter 75 The Confession

"......"

The atmosphere was strange.

How did I end up sitting on the sofa? And why did I even light a cigarette?

To create such a scene of frank confession.

The atmosphere created an atmosphere that forced Cheng Jia to finally utter something, even with her tightly closed mouth.

Cheng Jia took a long time to speak before finally saying, "...How should I put it, what do you want to know?"

"Debt," Shi Qingci stated, highlighting the topic.

The living room was quiet.

The tobacco makes a slight crackling sound when it burns.

Cheng Jia briefly summarized: "My parents both have cancer and have been in the hospital for a long time. We have a lot of debt."

"Both of them have cancer?" Shi Qingci's eyes flashed with surprise.

The probability is very small.

Cheng Jia leaned back on the armrest of the sofa, her gaze casually falling on the dim ceiling: "They worked in an electroplating factory, where there were radioactive carcinogens, right? I was only fourteen or fifteen years old at the time, so I didn't really understand. My family was quite happy, except for the fact that I didn't do well in school and always got into fights with my classmates, everything was fine."

My parents were both healthy at that time.

His father, Cheng Dajian, liked to fish. On weekends, he would sit by the wild lake outside the community for most of the day, but he often came back empty-handed, catching only a few fish.

They urgently asked a passing child to pass on a message to Cheng Jia.

Tell Cheng Jia to go to the market and spend ten yuan to buy a few small ones.

He pretended that he had caught the fish to fool his wife.

In the living room, Cheng Jia talked about his parents: "My dad is a very cowardly man. He's afraid of his wife and his boss. He's not very capable in his career. He has no say in the factory, and it's the same at home. If my mom yells at him, he'll be so scared that he'll immediately beg for mercy. He doesn't care if others laugh at him. He's always smiling. Of course, he can't control me either. Only my mom can control me."

“Your father is very tolerant,” Shi Qingci said. “...You’ve met my father. He’s very serious, both at home and outside. My mother and I don’t dare to raise our voices to him.”

Shi Qingci's mother passed away when she was eight or nine years old.

The cause is breast cancer.

If his mother hadn't had depression, she could have survived breast cancer.

Having depression is a very difficult situation.

No amount of money can save him.

Shi Qingci was never very talkative from a young age.

She was afraid of saying the wrong thing and causing her mother to be blamed.

His father, to save face, told others that Shi Qingci had autism.

This is to conceal the child's excessive shyness.

In short, the family environment is...

It was very depressing.

Cheng Jia understood this: "Your dad is Shi Wanshan, a CEO worth over 100 million yuan. He definitely has a say in the family. My dad only earns a little over 3,000 yuan a month. He has no right to be intolerant of my mom, otherwise my mom would not live with him anymore."

“That’s not how it is,” Shi Qingci disagreed with Cheng Jia’s view and said calmly, “It has nothing to do with money. It’s because his mind is on his career and he doesn’t love me and Mom.”

Cheng Jia's father is different.

Although he may not have much money, he must love his wife and children very much.

Shi Qingci said, "Once I was running around the house and broke a vase. He wouldn't let the nanny clean it up and forced my mother and me to squat on the ground and pick up the pieces one by one."

"I still don't understand why he did that."

They probably wanted to project an emperor-like image.

Too controlling.

“He treated my second uncle the same way. He would call my second uncle a good-for-nothing in front of many people, saying that he couldn’t do anything right in the company. My second uncle’s taking his inheritance was mostly to vent his anger and prove his abilities.”

However, it was ultimately not proven successful.

Shi Qingci discovered this in time and kicked him out of the group.

"......"

“When I accompanied you to the hospital that year, your father had tubes in his mouth and couldn’t speak, but he kept looking at us,” Cheng Jia recalled the middle-aged man lying on the hospital bed.

He was sickly and thin, but his eyes were sharp.

Cheng Jia said, "At that time, I almost thought that he had seen through my identity as a spy, and I was so scared that my palms were sweating."

"So you were tricked by my second uncle into giving you money because your parents were sick and you desperately needed it, right?" Shi Qingci asked.

There are reasons for it.

Was it not that Cheng Jia wanted to lie to him?

Cheng Jia paused for a few seconds before telling the truth: "...I'm not as kind as you think. My parents had already passed away at the time, so I wasn't in a hurry to use the money."

"Cheng Jia." Shi Qingci called out, frowning.

At this point, what difference would it make if I lied to him?

Can't you say something nicer?

Cheng Jia said helplessly, "Okay, although I wasn't at my wit's end, I was indeed carrying more than three million yuan in debt at the time. I went to the factory manager, but he ignored me. The bank seized my house, and I had nowhere to live. I later found out that my dad had mortgaged the house to pay for my mom's medical treatment... Anyway, there were many things. I had no money for food, no money for school, so I went to work and met your second uncle."

“I even slept in a cemetery for half a month,” Cheng Jia smiled, “which proves that there are no ghosts in the world and that I’m perfectly fine.”

"......"

"......"

Shi Qingci's eyes trembled slightly as she looked at Cheng Jia: "You call this not a dead end?"

Penniless, seventeen years old.

He was burdened with more than three million yuan in debt and had no money for food.

I slept in the cemetery at night.

At this point, someone offered 200,000 yuan, promising to support Cheng Jia's university education, all he had to do was get along well with the rich young man and play games with him, who had autism.

At the time, they didn't even mention letting Cheng Jia steal the USB drive.

How could Cheng Jia possibly refuse?

We're barely surviving.

Shi Qingci suddenly asked, "That afternoon, when you stole the USB drive, did you deliberately kick the chair to wake me up?"

"No, I forgot." Cheng Jia denied that it had happened.

Shi Qingci moved, pressing her knee against Cheng Jia's waist, and stared at the person lying on the armrest: "You don't know what's on the USB drive, so you woke me up and made me go to the coffee shop with you?"

“You didn’t want to work for my second uncle back then.”

"But he threatened you that if you didn't help him steal the USB drive, he would tell me the truth and reveal that he had arranged for you to spy on me."

"How could someone with your personality tolerate being threatened?"

"So you decided to let me discover this secret myself. You invited him to a coffee shop to get the USB drive, so that I could see with my own eyes how he tried to scheme against me and how you set a trap for him."

"Is it, Cheng Jia?"

"......"

"......"

They set a trap to expose the two bad guys.

Even if one of the bad guys is Cheng Jia himself.

Cheng Jia's personality is such that she's willing to fight to the death.

He doesn't like being threatened by anyone.