Chapter 42 How could she be so selfish?
Before dinner, Ni Yang took apart the flowers and woke them up, then found a beautiful vase and kept them in water.
He Siyu was there helping her the whole time, talking non-stop.
"Baby has really clever hands."
"Baby, how come this flower looks so beautiful in your hand?"
"Baby, can I move back to the master bedroom tonight?"
Ni Yang: “…”
She glanced at He Siyu, and the man smiled at her with a flattering look on his lips.
"Can't."
The smile on his face disappeared instantly, and he frowned and asked anxiously and puzzledly: "Why, baby?"
"Because your mind is impure."
He Siyu: "..."
It's a bit difficult to deal with after being seen through.
It was not until after dinner that the two went upstairs, and Ni Yang locked He Siyu outside the door without hesitation.
Standing inside, she said to the girl outside, "I don't want to drink milk tonight, so you don't have to bring it to me. Good night, Brother Siyu."
He Siyu's last hope was extinguished, and he responded in a low voice: "Good night, baby."
Ni Yang stood by the door, covering her mouth and smiling like a cunning little fox.
How could she not hear his depression, but she didn't want to do that for the time being.
She turned and walked towards the sofa inside to sort out her thoughts.
She has been thinking over and over these past two days about why her uncle said those words to Gu Jinting.
Her uncle and aunt told her that there was a traitor in her parents' company who leaked company secrets to other companies.
Another thing is that her uncle told her not to entrust her whole heart to others because human nature is evil.
There was absolutely no need for my uncle to say those words to Gu Jinting. Gu Jinting's mother was a native French. Even if Gu Jinting took their old relationship into consideration, he would never let him develop in Beijing.
It is even more impossible to say that his existence would cause her pain.
Someone who betrayed his parents, Ni Yang thought of something, and his hands covering the sofa suddenly closed, with his fingertips deeply embedded in the corner of the sofa.
His face looked grim, his brows were furrowed, and there was disbelief in his eyes.
That's impossible. They couldn't be Gu Jinting's parents. Aunt Léa and my mother were such good friends. She must be mistaken.
She was only twelve years old at the time, and her uncle said that he would leave everything to her and that he would not let her parents' hard work go to waste.
My aunt said that her parents wanted her to grow up safely and healthily and did not want her to struggle with what had happened.
Over the years, she has been doing what she likes and growing up safely, healthily and smoothly, just as her parents and uncles and aunts wished.
She believed that her uncle would handle it, and she was well aware of his abilities, so she had never asked or investigated who had betrayed her parents over the years.
It was her fault. She shouldn't be so heartless and selfish as to only care about herself.
She placed her laptop on the coffee table before sitting down on the carpet and opening the sofa.
I turned on my computer, opened the search engine, went to the internet, and searched for the business crisis of Camille Fashion Company twelve years ago.
She swiped the touch screen, but could not find anything about what happened twelve years ago on the Internet. She searched the Gu family's company, but there was nothing there either.
The cleaner it was deleted, the more suspicious it was.
Suddenly she saw the collection-level dress page on the official website of Gu's company.
The dresses above were all designed by her while she sat in her mother's studio. Her mother looked at the dresses she designed and she said the name of the series was Céline, named after her.
Why did it become Gujia's collection-level dress series?
So the person who betrayed her was Aunt Léa, who plagiarized her mother's design and then turned the tables on her, right?
Ni Yang felt a sharp pain in her head. She closed her eyes in pain, resting her arms on the coffee table and supporting her forehead with her hands. She felt so cold and nauseous, and her whole body was soaked in cold.
Her mother was innocently accused of plagiarism, and the accusation has not been cleared to this day. She even went to meet the son of her enemy.
What is she doing? She is immersed in love and ignores her mother's injustice.
Tears oozed from her closed eyes, falling one by one on her crossed legs. She bit her lower lip and choked with sobs, her body shaking like a sieve, with boundless anger and helplessness intertwined.
She couldn't blame anyone. Everyone was doing this for her own good. Her uncle and aunt didn't tell her because they didn't want her to fall into hatred. They didn't want her to run around to clear her mother's name and live a life she didn't want.
She could only blame herself, because she had never asked and never cared.
How could she be so selfish? That was her mother's hard work and reputation.
She curled up, trying to keep herself warm, but her clothes were soaked with either tears or cold sweat.
The blurry faces of my father and mother flashed through my mind like slides, and their voices were faint, empty and broken.
"Our Yangyang, don't get married in the future. Dad will support you for the rest of your life."
"Yangyang, happy birthday. You're one year older. Mommy has saved another 10 million for you."
"Yangyang, wait for us here at your uncle and aunt's place. It will be quick. Just listen to what your uncle and aunt say, okay?"
"CA#### flight from Beijing Mingzhu Airport to Paris crashed due to engine failure after encountering a flock of birds... The list of victims is as follows."
"What should we do with Ni Hao? What should we do with Yang Yang?"
"Yangyang, eat something. You haven't eaten for three days."
Ni Yang sat on the carpet in a daze, her back against the sofa, her face pale, her eyes bloodshot, her eyelashes wet with tears and matted together in strands, her lower lip oozing blood. In the quiet master bedroom, she could only hear the sound of her own heartbeat in extreme pain.
She just sat there, tears silently sliding down her face, gathering at her chin, and falling on her body drop by drop.
"Dad, what's wrong? Your eyebrows are all knotted."
"Yangyang baby, it seems like our house has been robbed. All the draft papers I kept in the drawer of the study are gone."
"Is it important?"
"Fortunately, they were all eliminated."
"We bought a few cameras and put them in our home. We bought very small ones that can be hidden in places where we can't see them. That way we can know who the thief is."
"Baby, you're so smart. Go ask your mother if she needs one in her studio."
Camera, yes, there is a camera.
Before returning to China, their home was always robbed. At her suggestion, her father installed cameras in his and her mother's studios.
Ni Yang came back to her senses suddenly. She glanced at the goose bumps on her arms without caring. She turned around and fumbled for her cell phone on the sofa.
Unlock and call uncle.
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