Chapter 1104 Kang Jingzhi, let's exchange a secret

Mingzhu was a little scared when she saw the shocking scar on Qin Zhaozhao's wrist.

How many times has she cut her wrist?

Qin Zhaozhao knelt on the ground in pain, covering her wrist tightly with her hands.

"For more than 20 years, I have endured your hatred and the hell you gave me, but I have no way and no power to resist. I can only hurt myself again and again. I want to die, but I am afraid of death. I feel wronged. I don't even know where this false accusation I bear comes from. I remember that when I was a child, you were very good to me..."

"Shut up!" Even though Kang Jingzhi wanted to force himself to make himself look good, he couldn't stop shaking all over.

"Don't feel aggrieved in front of me. Your disgusting father knew what he had done and he didn't tell you, right? He would rather watch you commit suicide again and again than tell you the truth. Why? Because

your life is far less important to him. So you don't need to cry about your grievances in front of me. Everything you are suffering now is not caused by me, but by your filthy father. If you want to complain, go to him."

Kang Jingzhi pinched Mingzhu's wrist hard and lowered his voice: "Mingzhu, I have no strength. Help me go back."

Mingzhu looked at Qin Zhaozhao, who was still squatting on the ground, grief-stricken and at a loss. She frowned and said nothing. Finally, she supported Kang Jingzhi and turned into the courtyard.

Kang Jingzhi shouted: "Old Li, disinfect the door for me, disinfect it vigorously!"

"Okay, Mr. Kang."

Mingzhu looked back at Master Li and winked at him to go to Qin Zhaozhao.

Old Li understood what Mingzhu meant and nodded.

After the two left, Old Li walked to Qin Zhaozhao and helped her up: "Miss Qin, I see that you are not in a good condition. I will take you to the car."

Qin Zhaozhao turned to look at Old Li: "Master, have you been with Kang Jingzhi for many years?"

"It's many, many years."

"Has he...always been so painful?"

"Mr. Kang's world is too clean and can't tolerate any flaws, so he has always lived very lonely. Maybe you think you are pitiful, but Mr. Kang doesn't live any easier than you."

Qin Zhaozhao lowered his eyes, was silent for a few seconds, turned around and walked away.

Master Li was about to follow, but Qin Zhaozhao stopped: "Master Li, don't worry about me, I'm fine, thank you."

She nodded to Master Li, turned around and walked away with a lonely back.

Mingzhu sent Kang Jingzhi back to the front yard. Standing at the door of the house with a mess on the ground, Kang Jingzhi hesitated.

He turned to look at Mingzhu: "Zhuzhu, you go back."

Mingzhu knew that he had just been crazy outside for a long time, and he should have reached his limit. He should want to lock himself up and lick his wounds.

If she insisted on intervening now, it would only make him more painful.

She smiled and said, "You are not in a good state. As a good friend, how can I leave you here alone? I have called home. I will stay here tonight. Please go inside for a while. Stop smashing things. Call me if you need anything. I will drink tea in the yard."

Kang Jingzhi didn't have the energy to say anything more. He nodded, put on gloves and took a set of clean clothes. Then he turned around and went to the bathroom alone.

When he just came over, Mingzhu noticed that he had been secretly rubbing his palms on his clothes.

It was obvious that he still cared about the fact that he had touched Qin Zhaozhao before.

But he took a few steps, as if he thought of something, and repeated his instructions: "Zhuzhu, don't look for them anymore. I don't want to hear that anyone around me has any intersection with those people."

"Okay."

Seeing that he had just lost his mind and almost killed someone, to be honest, she really didn't dare to act rashly.

After Kang Jingzhi entered the bathroom, he didn't come out. After a few minutes, Master Li hurried in.

Mingzhu asked: "Did you send her away?"

"The girl was also very stubborn. She didn't need me to send her away. She just asked me if Mr. Kang had been living in pain all these years. I answered that it was indeed not easy for Mr. Kang, and then she left by herself. Looking at her back, she was staggering and about to fall, which was quite pitiful."

Mingzhu nodded.

After a moment of silence, she looked at Master Li again: "Go call the factory and ask them to fire Qin Zhaozhao. Before you leave, give her fifty yuan as compensation for the factory's breach of contract."

"Okay."

Mingzhu thought of Qin Zhaozhao's look as if she was about to break at the door just now, and the scars on her wrists, and shouted again: "Wait a minute, or... wait a little longer."

Anyway, Kang Jingzhi should not be able to take the initiative to go to the factory during this period of time, so let's stop for a while.

Before the matter is clear, she will wait and see, so as not to force Kang Jingzhi to death in order to save her.

This time, Kang Jingzhi came out after soaking in the bathroom for more than half an hour.

Master Li had cleaned up the mess in his room and disinfected it. The smell of disinfectant could be smelled from a distance, and it was very pungent.

Mingzhu was still drinking tea in his yard. Seeing that he was not like before when he was seriously ill, no one could recognize him after he came out of the bathroom. They just ignored her and looked at her.

Mingzhu smiled and raised the teacup: "I made good tea. Do you want to drink a cup with me?"

Kang Jingzhi shook his head: "You drink it, I... take a rest."

"Okay, then you go."

Kang Jingzhi entered the room, was quiet for less than half an hour, and went to the bathroom again.

He went back and forth like this until the third time he came out of the bathroom, he saw Mingzhu sitting on the rattan chair at the door of his room.

In the past, when Kang Chengzhi came to see him, he would sit here and communicate with Kang Chengzhi in the yard.

Mingzhu smiled at him: "This rattan chair of yours is quite comfortable, no wonder you like sitting here so much."

"I can give it to you if you like it."

"That's not necessary. Are you going to continue washing later?"

Kang Jingzhi was silent for a moment.

Mingzhu stood up and faced Kang Jingzhi: "Jingzhi, no matter what kind of bath you take, there is no need to take a whole afternoon. Some dirt can be blown away gently with your mouth, and some can be washed away with water."

"No, mine can't be washed away, Mingzhu, you don't understand, these can't be washed away at all!"

"Then do you know why it can't be washed away? Because the dirt on you is on your heart, and it's useless to wash it with water. So, don't hurt your body anymore."

Kang Jingzhi paused, and his eyes fell on Mingzhu's face with sadness.

Mingzhu smiled at him: "Kang Jingzhi, I know that the dirty secret you are carrying in your heart must be very heavy. If you are unwilling to tell anyone, then you will never have a chance to be redeemed, do you understand?"

"I know."

Mingzhu sighed. He knew it, but he would rather suffer for the rest of his life than tell it?

He is forcing himself to use his trump card.

All right.

"Jingzhi, let me exchange a secret with you."