“She killed me.” Su Jin’s gaze suddenly turned cold. She said truthfully, “When I was disabled and confined to a wheelchair, Bai Qingchi, who was like a younger sister to you, pushed me into the sea with her own hands.”
Her gaze was like a sharp sword, and her words were like knives stabbing deeply into Zheng Lin's heart.
Zheng Lin put himself into the scene she described and suddenly remembered a dream he had a long, long time ago, on the night Zhao Xichen died.
The scene in his dream was exactly the same as Xiao Jin's description, except that he couldn't see clearly who the man and woman who pushed Xiao Jin into the sea were.
When he tried to see the two people's faces clearly, the scene distorted and shifted to a funeral scene—Xiao Jin's funeral.
He saw Xiao Jin's portrait and punched Zhao Xichen.
Then, late at night, he went to the sea where Xiao Jin had died and jumped in as well, never to come out again.
Zheng Lin felt a suffocating and numb feeling in his chest whenever he thought about this dream.
He hung his head, hot tears falling to the floor.
This was the first time Su Jin had ever seen Zheng Lin cry, and he was crying in such a strange way.
She could understand if any other man cried, but when Young Master Zheng cried...
There's no way Zheng Shao could be associated with the word "cry".
"I was just saying it casually. You don't have to cry just because you don't believe me." Su Jin suddenly became cautious and coaxed him, "Although it's true that it's not a sin for a man to cry, your triggers are too strange. I didn't touch anything that hurt you."
“I believe you, I believe you.” Zheng Lin raised his head. “I’ve seen everything you said in my dreams. So when you first came to me for help with the inheritance, I just felt that Zhao Xichen deserved to die, and that he couldn’t protect you in my dream either.”
He paused, then continued, "In my dream, a man and a woman pushed you into the sea. Since you said it was Qingchi, then the man next to you must be Zhao Xichen."
Su Jin never expected him to have such a dream, as if he had been reborn in his previous life.
Seeing that he was not in a stable mood, Su Jin took off her mask and poured him a glass of warm water.
"You cried because you thought about how I died in your dream?" Su Jin rarely told others the truth, but now she was eager to say it.
Because she wanted him to understand.
"I'm reborn, do you believe me? Everything that happened in your dreams actually happened. It's just that after I died, it all started over again." Su Jin sat on the small sofa and said frankly, "I've tried my best to avoid the car accident that left me with a leg disability, and I've tried my best to forget the hatred, but I'm with you, and Bai Qingchi is always around me. Would you forgive someone who killed you? Probably not."
After saying that, her expression brightened, and she changed the subject, returning to the main point, "So don't fight me for custody of the child. I've only been given a second chance at life, all I want is custody of my child, and if you won't even grant me that..."
He wiped away the tears with his arm and said seriously, "Bai Qingchi will be locked up in jail for a long time, and I will never acknowledge her as my sister again."
Su Jin thought she was hallucinating and touched her earlobe. "Huh? What did you say?"
“I said, I just want to cherish the time I spend with you. Your enemy is my enemy.” Zheng Lin held her hand and squeezed it. “I will protect you and the baby. With me here, I can be your strongest support.”
Su Jin's heart skipped a beat. "Are you really willing to give up Bai Qingchi for me?"
"Hmm. At worst, I'll go to Old Bai's grave and apologize with a bundle of thorns on my back."
Hearing this, Su Jin finally smiled, completely changing her previous cold attitude. She hooked her arms around his neck and put her legs on his thighs. "Then I'll observe you some more. If you're still the same as before..."
She pointed to her belly and said with a smile, "My child and I will abandon you, and your child will call someone else 'Dad' in the future."
Zheng Lin: "You dare?"
Their faces were very close. Zheng Lin's gaze lingered on her lips as she opened and closed them. He made a gesture to press his lips down, but her delicate little hand pressed his lips against his.
"Assistant Gao is still here, what do you want to do?" she asked in a sweet, coquettish voice.
"Then I'll tell him to go back." Zheng Lin was about to shout when a small hand covered his mouth.
“He’s asleep, let him sleep.” Su Jin got up from him, glanced at the suitcases by the wall, and said to Zheng Lin, “Move your things back to my room, and run the bath water, I’m going to change.”
She was quite rude to him.
We've already forgiven each other; it would be impolite to be overly polite.
Moreover, both of them were willing to hit and were willing to be hit.
Young Master Zheng, a tall and handsome man, handled the tasks assigned by Su Jin very efficiently.
He walked over, pulling his suitcase with one hand and holding his wife's hand with the other, and accompanied her into the room.
The next morning, in bed, Su Jin straddled his lap, hooking her arms around his neck, and said, "Repeat it with me."
Zheng Lin hadn't even had time to put on his shirt yet, revealing his well-defined muscles. He reached out and supported her waist. "What does Madam want me to read?"
Su Jin closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and said, "Bai Qingchi is my greatest enemy in this life. I will fight Bai Qingchi to the death."
She was praying, but her words sounded like a curse.
Zheng Lin: "......"
"Say it quickly, once a day, it'll refresh your mind." Su Jin frowned and pinched the flesh on both sides of his mouth with her hands.
"I will fight Bai Qingchi to the death."
“You’re not devout enough. You need to do it like me, with your hands clasped together,” Su Jin said, raising an eyebrow.
Zheng Lin had no choice but to close his eyes, put his hands together and say, "I am irreconcilably at odds with Bai Qingchi and will no longer have any pity for her."
"Very good, that's a good addition." Su Jin rolled off him with satisfaction, lay flat beside him, and rested her head on his lap.
Her long legs dangled off the bed, swinging comfortably.
Zheng Lin touched her forehead with his hand, smiling indulgently.
It's been so long since I've had such a happy and fulfilling morning.
Over there, Song Leilei woke up early in the morning and saw the news about her crush. She instantly became infatuated and spent a full half hour admiring it on her phone.
She also sent the picture to Xu Jingzhi.
Xu Jingzhi was having breakfast when she saw these photos online and immediately lost her appetite.
He placed the chopsticks on the chopstick rest and spoke into the voice chat with one hand: "Don't send your crazy messages here so early in the morning. Your crush is so nice, but he never lends you money."
Mr. Xu brought over a small dish of vinegar, glanced at the basket of crab roe soup dumplings in front of his son, and said, "You little rascal, want some vinegar?"
Upon hearing the word "vinegar," Xu Jingzhi felt the smell was too strong and held out his palm in refusal: "No, take it away, thank you, my dear old father."
Mr. Xu picked up a crab roe soup dumpling, dipped it in vinegar, and popped it into his mouth. “You’ve never liked vinegar since you were little, but I’m wondering why you smell so strong this morning even though you don’t eat it.”
"I sense a hidden meaning in your words." Xu Jingzhi picked up a crab roe xiaolongbao and placed it on an empty plate. He then used chopsticks to poke a hole in the skin and picked out the crab roe and meat inside.
He doesn't eat it; he just wants to waste the food.
If that gluttonous Song Leilei saw this, she would definitely scold him for wasting food, then snatch it away and eat all of his food.
He dumped the waste into the trash can and then picked out a plump white steamed bun and put it on a plate.
In his mind's eye, the steamed buns had transformed into Song Leilei's round, bulging cheeks as she ate, and he reached out a finger to poke at the bun skin.
Mr. Xu smacked Xu Jingzhi's finger with his chopsticks, and Xu Jingzhi quickly pulled his finger back, yelling, "What are you doing!"
"I've taught you since you were little not to waste food. Look how obedient Leilei is; she never wastes food." Xu's father disliked him. "Look at you, lounging around all day. How will you ever get a wife?"
“With your son being so handsome, why would I be afraid of not having any girls like me?” Xu Jingzhi said, biting the end of his chopsticks. “Besides, you always say Leilei is good, so why don’t you switch children with the Song family and have Song Leilei become your daughter? As for me, I’ll just be an orphan.”
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