Xu Mengyu leaned back on the sofa, holding up her phone. She recognized every word, but when put together, it just felt so creepy.
After waiting for about five or six minutes, she called Xu Lu: "Hey, son, has Uncle Zheng come upstairs to see you?"
Xu Lu was sunbathing on the balcony when he felt a little confused: "No, what's Uncle Zheng doing here?"
Zheng Tianming was listening to his teammates brag, mostly about things on the construction site, when he received a text message from Xu Mengyu. She had been thinking for so long, she was probably going to make up a bunch of lies to frame him.
Xu Mengyu: [My friend's child lives upstairs. I didn't tell you because I didn't want to cause you any trouble.]
Sincerity is always a winning strategy, but everything she said was a lie...
Zheng Tianming leaned back, elbows against the armrest of his chair, rubbing peanuts in his hands. His brow was furrowed. He knew all of her two and a half friends, except those in the entertainment industry.
If she's a friend in the entertainment industry, even if she has a child, would she support her? Is she a reliable person?
One lie, two truths.
"Tianming, you're not getting any younger..." The man sitting next to him poured himself a drink and gave the driver a wink.
The driver has a younger sister who is very beautiful. She studies at an art college and recently held an art exhibition with her classmates.
Once people reach a certain age, the world becomes a huge marriage market, and not only do parents get anxious, but people around them also join in the commotion.
"I have a girlfriend." Zheng Tianming ate peanuts while looking at his phone. This sentence could relieve eighty percent of his troubles.
The driver glanced up and saw that the man looking at his phone seemed genuine. Oh no, he'd promised his sister he'd formally introduce Zheng Tianming to her after this mission...
It wasn't until dark that Zheng Tianming and his group came out of the small restaurant. The security booth had been taken over by a different security guard, who was sitting in a chair, checking the hallway surveillance footage.
Zheng Tianming walked by and knocked on the glass: "Brother Chen, are you busy?"
Inside, the security guard surnamed Chen looked up and said, "Just taking over the shift, take a look around." As he spoke, he picked up his teacup, stood up, and turned his back to Zheng Tianming to get water.
He had investigated Zheng Tianming; he was a veteran, and both his parents worked on construction sites. He had only recently learned that Zheng also had a younger sister...
He just checked the surveillance footage but couldn't see what her sister looked like. Of course, he wasn't checking the footage to see her sister, but rather to see the new little boy.
They can hire five bodyguards, whose clothes are all custom-made, costing at least 300,000 yuan each, and whose shoes are even more expensive than their clothes.
They're clearly from wealthy families, so delicate and beautiful, like porcelain dolls. That's the kind of child I like best.
Zheng Tianming walked towards the apartment building, smoking a cigarette. What use were five bodyguards? They would definitely plan every step before they made a move, making it impossible to guard against them.
Otherwise, how could so many children have gone missing? The daughter of the local richest man is still missing; she's probably dead.
Xu Lu sat on the sofa with her face wrapped in gauze: "Mom, although it doesn't affect my breathing, it really affects my appearance."
vain boy...
Xu Mengyu kissed Xu Lu on the cheek: "Baby, just consider it Mommy's fault, bear with it."
Xu Lu sat obediently on the sofa, her gaze falling on Xu Mengyu's feet. Then she looked up and blinked her big eyes: "Mommy, is that the bandage on Lu Lu's face from when you wrapped your feet?"
Xu Mengyu paused, then rubbed her nose: "Want to hear a lie, baby..."
Xu Lu sighed.
"Did you remember what Mom just said?" Xu Mengyu made up a backstory for Xu Lu, otherwise she was afraid she wouldn't be able to hide it from her.
Before Xu Lu could answer, the door opened. Zheng Tianming greeted the two bodyguards at the door and entered. He saw the two people, one big and one small, sitting on the sofa. He changed into slippers and went over.
"Hello, Uncle, my name is Lulu, and I'm six years old." Lulu blinked. He had to lie, otherwise his mother would get a beating!
Zheng Tianming nodded: "Why did you wrap the child up like a thin-skinned rice dumpling?"
The child looks fine in the photo. The gauze doesn't smell of medicine at all, and it's not directly on the skin; it just serves as a cover-up...
Xu Mengyu rolled her eyes inwardly. When did he become so cunning? Even people with trypophobia would find it disgusting.
“I am Amumu.” Xu Lu knew he couldn’t count on his mother, so he squatted down and did something he didn’t even realize he was doing: “Egypt, Nomui.”
Zheng Tianming looked down at the little kid in front of him, wondering what kind of nonsense he was spouting.
Xu Mengyu pinched her thigh hard, unable to hold it in any longer. She lay down on the bed and covered her face with a pillow.
"Did Aunt Xu heat up your food?" Zheng Tianming patted Xu Lu's head.
This child has fair skin, similar to Xu Mengyu when she was a child.
Xu Mengyu raised her hand and waved it, indicating that it wasn't hot.
Xu Lu had to tilt his head back to barely see Zheng Tianming's face. There was no way he could see that Zheng Tianming was only 1.3 meters tall, and there was a difference of about 60 centimeters between them.
"I've eaten, goodnight Uncle Zheng, I'm going upstairs to sleep." Xu Lu finished speaking and repeated the actions she had just performed, roughly squatting with her legs apart, arms raised, and her face still wrapped in gauze...
Zheng Tianming: "..."
Anything associated with Xu Mengyu carries a hint of abnormality.
"No, you can stay here from now on. Your Uncle Zheng won't mind the trouble." Xu Mengyu said, patting the sofa. "Come on, sit down."
Xu Lu was speechless. He couldn't stay like this forever. If he didn't leave now, wouldn't he be exposed?
"I... I'm used to sleeping by myself..." Xu Lu swayed his body awkwardly. He had already said so much, his mother should understand, right?
Zheng Tianming opened the kitchen door and took out an iced cola from the refrigerator: "You sleep in the guest room, and I'll share a room with your Aunt Xu."
Xu Lu was stunned: "..."
“Yes, your Uncle Zheng can sleep on the floor.” Xu Mengyu gave Zheng Tianming a look, signaling him not to talk nonsense, the child was still young.
The two, one big and one small, turned to look at Xu Mengyu simultaneously, a clear indication of their ulterior motives. If they were sleeping on the floor, they should be sharing a room with Xu Lu.
Zheng Tianming sipped his canned cola, looking at Xu Mengyu. This child was bundled up like that; who knows why...
The child is six years old, so it's definitely not his child. Most likely, she had a child with someone else, but the mother and child look very alike, and she didn't want him to find out, which is why she's wrapped up like this.
Zheng Tianming felt a tightness in his chest. The child's age should be correct, given his height.
Xu Mengyu dared not tell anyone and kept it a secret from her family, which meant that he had caught her doing something she couldn't tell anyone...
"I think I'll go back to sleep. It's not far." Xu Lu said, sighing inwardly. He had a pretty good idea of what was going on.
No wonder Mom kept calling Dad a heartless man and wrapped him up like this.
He had too many questions, but he couldn't question his mother; he had to let her make the arrangements.
"I'll take you back," Zheng Tianming said, extending his hand.
Xu Lu carefully grasped Zheng Tianming's hand. His hand was large, warm, and covered in calluses...
Xu Mengyu turned her head away. If she told Zheng Tianming, they would definitely get married, but she didn't want a marriage without love.
Don't try to tie down a man who doesn't love you with children and marriage; if you do, it will most likely end in tragedy.
Zheng Tianming held a can of cola in one hand and led Xu Lu by the other. The child was soft and squishy, and the key point was that he might be Xu Mengyu's son.
"Your mother injured her foot and can't walk," Zheng Tianming said suddenly as he closed the door.
Xu Lu was looking at Zheng Tianming's hand when the sudden voice made him look up: "I don't call Aunt Xu 'Mom'."
He had faced reporters before and was used to these unexpected questions. He would only call Xu Mengyu "Mom" when he was looking at her.
Zheng Tianming led Xu Lu upstairs. The child's reaction speed was quick enough. Only by seeing her face clearly could we know what was going on.
The two bodyguards looked around warily until they went upstairs, at which point they looked away.
"Uncle Zheng, do you like Lulu?"
Before letting go, Xu Lu looked up and asked, but it was too dark in the hallway to see the other person's expression clearly.
Zheng Tianming hesitated for a moment. If he really was Xu Mengyu's son...
"I like it." Zheng Tianming's voice was a little hoarse.
His lifelong dream was to join the army and protect the people like the heroes on TV, but now he has the idea of killing someone.
He wanted to kill the man who touched Xu Mengyu and made her give birth to his child!
Xu Lu was even more confused.
"Goodnight, Uncle Xu." Xu Lu opened the door and gave Zheng Tianming a bright smile, though it was all covered by gauze.
Zheng Tianming patted Xu Lu's head. After closing the door, he turned around and glanced at the opposite door, where an old man who worshipped gods lived.
"May the gods protect him!" Zheng Tianming's lips twitched, revealing a mocking smile.
Xu Mengyu hugged her pillow, unsure whether Zheng Tianming had noticed anything amiss. Her mind was in turmoil.
After Zheng Tianming returned, Xu Mengyu's gaze unconsciously fell on him.
"Xu Mengyu, you're getting bolder and bolder." Zheng Tianming walked to the sofa and pressed her down onto it.
Xu Mengyu pressed her foot against Zheng Tianming's leg: "What nonsense are you spouting all of a sudden? Are you sick in the head?!"
Zheng Tianming's large hand slipped inside the pajamas. Once you're pregnant, your body is bound to change. He hadn't observed this carefully before.
Xu Mengyu pushed Zheng Tianming away forcefully: "What are you doing? Don't touch me."
Zheng Tianming lifted her clothes and looked down. There were several faint marks on her stomach, which were barely visible without the light.
His fingertips landed on it, his voice deeper than ever before: "Tell me, who did you have the child with!"
Xu Mengyu was still struggling when she heard Zheng Tianming say this. She was stunned for a moment, then said calmly, "Don't ask, and don't worry about it."
He guessed that Lulu was her child, but he couldn't guess who the father was...
Zheng Tianming pinched Xu Mengyu's cheek with his large hand, his sword-like eyebrows were lowered, and his face was very ugly: "I'm asking you a question."
"We've already broken up. Can't I just not talk about it?" Xu Mengyu felt her cheek being pinched painfully by Zheng Tianming, and she said somewhat angrily.
Ask, ask, ask! What if something goes wrong?
Zheng Tianming released her hand, braced himself against the back of the sofa, and pressed his warm lips against her ear: "You're really something."
He felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if he had been stabbed several times with a sharp weapon.
“I’ve always been like this, you know that, right?” Xu Mengyu said, kicking Zheng Tianming’s leg. “I’m hungry, I want to eat instant noodles.”
Zheng Tianming straightened up, ignoring Xu Mengyu. He went straight into the bedroom and slammed the door shut, causing the clock hanging beside him to sway.
Fortunately, the door was sturdy.
Xu Mengyu puffed out his cheeks, guessing that Lu Lu's height and age had led him to make the wrong judgment.
Zheng Tianming sat on the edge of the bed and smoked two cigarettes in a row. He felt like he was being crushed by a large rock and was having trouble breathing.
She once said that she was very afraid of pain and would only have a baby for the man she loved.
Zheng Tianming stood up and went into the bathroom. He took a cold shower and forced himself to calm down. Didn't he already know that?
Xu Mengyu sat on the sofa in the living room watching TV, unless Zheng Tianming stood in front of her and told her that he loved her, loved her very much.
Otherwise, she wouldn't tell the truth. Life is so long. She was confused before, but now she has to take responsibility for herself.
Zheng Tianming came out of the bedroom in his pajamas: "What flavor of instant noodles do you want to eat?"
"I want spicy food." Xu Mengyu lay on her side on the sofa, her legs propped up, holding the remote control in her hand.
Zheng Tianming took a pack from the cabinet and lit a cigarette.
Xu Mengyu glanced at it and said, "I'm not kidding you. It's too dangerous around here. I'm planning to take Xiaolu with me."
If this continues, the truth will be revealed sooner or later.
"Okay, I'll call Uncle Xu and have him come pick you up." Zheng Tianming said, exhaling a puff of smoke. You think you can run away now that you're in his hands?
Xu Mengyu glared at him; this person was utterly wicked.
If her father knew... Xu Mengyu shuddered. No, absolutely not. She would wake up terrified if she dreamed of such a scene.
Zheng Tianming carried a bowl of noodles with ham added and sat down next to Xu Mengyu: "Get up and eat."
"I didn't expect you to know so much." Xu Mengyu took the chopsticks and couldn't help but praise Zheng Tianming.
Zheng Tianming reached out and tucked Xu Mengyu's hair behind her ear: "We'll continue what happened this afternoon after lunch. Didn't you need something?"
"Cough cough--"
Xu Mengyu grabbed a tissue from the side and wiped her nose.
“You have no choice.” Zheng Tianming’s voice was deep.
He was so jealous he was almost insane; all his previous rationality had vanished.
Xu Mengyu turned to look at Zheng Tianming. Seeing that he wasn't joking, she paused for a moment and said, "Are you going to threaten me with the deer?"
"Yes." Zheng Tianming answered crisply, without any hesitation.
Xu Mengyu: "..."
She's complicated enough, but this person is even more complicated than her.
After dinner, Xu Mengyu was carried into the bathroom by Zheng Tianming.
"After all these years, your interests haven't changed at all. You still don't like being in bed..." Xu Mengyu's feet couldn't get wet yet, so she sat on a chair.
Zheng Tianming, holding a showerhead and wearing black pajamas, said, "Hmm, I don't like it."
She used to enjoy seeking thrills in secluded places, but now she's starting to look down on him.
Xu Mengyu's heart was beating a little fast. She could eat a lot, but she hadn't eaten in so long; she'd only eaten a tiny bit that afternoon and was already stuffed...
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