Chapter 420 Dad Lied to Me
I was a little choked up and paused for a few seconds.He immediately leaned over and reached out to lift my chin.

When I saw his smiling face, I felt impetuous. I slapped his hand away and said, "No, I'm not your wife."

He continued to laugh and rolled his eyes, as if he heard the joke of the century: "Are you endless?"

"Why can't I be endless?" I said, "Don't forget, in law, you and I are not husband and wife, and the law doesn't recognize your ability to marry. In terms of agreement, you and I don't have marriage either. On the road, you have never formally and publicly held any banquet to explain the relationship between me and you, even when Niannian held a banquet, I never appeared in public."

He was helpless, let go of the hand holding my wheelchair armrest, stood up straight, and said, "It's meaningless for you to argue like this, your family doesn't think so."

"Why should I care what they think? Like you said, they just want me dead. Whether I'm an heir or not, they want me dead. What matters is what I think." I think I won because he The momentum was already weak, so he just wanted to end the topic quickly, "I hope you don't get involved in any decision-making about my natal family, and I don't need to explain my thoughts to you. I don't like you acting like today. I decided, if you can't do it, then we will go back now. I don't want the heir even if it is me, I will go back to your mother and ask her to continue to help me with the divorce lawsuit. "

He became visibly anxious, and the more he was like this, the more he seemed defeated, "Then what do you want me to do?"

"I didn't want you." I said, "I've always been firm. I want to divorce you."

"You figure it out! You can't sit still if the heir is given to you. You need someone to support you! Otherwise, this kind of thing will continue to happen today!" He widened his eyes fiercely, as if he had been greatly wronged Emphasis: "That group of people started to enter your father's business more than ten years before you. They have already cultivated their own interest groups, but you have nothing! You only have me! Otherwise, what would you use to fight against them!"

"It's my business to fight them. What I'm emphasizing now is that I don't allow you to exercise my power for me." I looked into his eyes and said, "You just said that I took advantage of the problem, okay, I will tell you now." You, I'm just taking advantage of the situation, I want you to taste what I have tasted before, I tried my best to help you, in exchange for a usurpation and a slap in the face from you. Of course, I know you will say it's because I didn't take things seriously Do it well, you don't have the heart of a villain, I don't know good from bad. Now I also think that you have too much control and haven't done things well, and I also think that you have plans in this regard, so I ask you not to do this in the future Misleading thing, OK?"

He was silent for a while, and said, "I was just asking you this. Since you think you are right, then explain."

"I don't want to explain, and I have no obligation to explain." I said, "I have been with you for so many years, and I have experienced everything. I don't believe that you started it first, and I don't intend to fall behind you."

He stopped talking, and after a while, shook his head again, and smiled wryly: "You are really getting more and more unreasonable."

"I've already said enough of the truth."

I know I'm not being reasonable now, it doesn't matter, reasoning is useless to him.I do have resentment in my heart. Anyone who is bullied like this has resentment. I want to send it out. I can't implicate innocent people, so I will send it to him.I know that it is useless for me to accuse him, complain to him, or reason with him. Only when things are reflected on him like a mirror, and he and I reverse roles, can he understand the difficulty of being on my side.

Moreover, it doesn't matter if he doesn't understand, he can get out.I haven't started beating him and scolding him, but I just slightly distorted his kindness to me, and he couldn't take it anymore, so he was so wronged?Just want to fuck off?What can you expect him to do with such sincerity?usurped power?
But Fanyin is not a reckless man, he calmed down now, and said with a smile: "Then shall I suggest to the head office?"

"It's best not to." I really don't want to hear a word, the heir hasn't been announced yet, so I don't need to worry now.

"I think Chen Shide should be controlled immediately. He has the greatest suspicion of being involved in your murder." He ignored my refusal and said directly: "Before he planned to murder you, he must have made careful preparations. Now if you give him time , Let him completely solve the aftermath, if you can’t catch his tail, you can’t solve him.”

I said, "This is my business."

He showed a frustrated face, and was a little anxious: "Do you know how lucky you were to survive just now?"

"I don't know." I said, "I survive like this every time."

He didn't seem to understand my sarcasm, and said anxiously: "The killer uses his hands. This is his most blundering point. Because he can use steel wire or even cloth strips, and you will die when I pass by."

"Oh." I'm really not interested.

Now my throat is very sore, but this pain is not unfamiliar at all.Just like that kind of suffocation, that feeling of dying, I am not unfamiliar at all.I will get used to everything, including narrow escapes. I know that I am world-weary, which is wrong and unreasonable, but this is my real experience. I don’t care about this. Death has long since scared me.

It's probably only now that he realizes that he can't convince me at all. He circled the room angrily like a violent lion, took out a cigarette, and put it to his mouth.

I quickly reminded: "Go outside to smoke, don't burn my house down."

He glanced at me, kept his fit nicely, and headed off to the patio.

I operated the wheelchair to open the door by myself, wanting to see the two children, but found that the door was not closed tightly.My heart trembled slightly, and then I saw Nian Nian's face.

I stopped the wheelchair, and instead of fussing as usual, she looked at me.I will never forget the look in her eyes at this moment, I think she has grown up, and her eyes give me that feeling.This feeling is sad and frightening. In fact, I know that she makes troubles and tosses because she is still young and doesn't understand anything.

After a long time, I broke the silence and asked, "Did you sleep well?"

She nodded, as if she just came back to her senses, "Mom, what's wrong with your neck?"

"It's okay." I said, "Mom had a nightmare at night and beat herself up."

"Oh..." She obviously didn't believe it, but she didn't argue or ask back.

This expression made me even more uneasy, so I hurriedly said, "Honey, come here and let mom give you a hug, okay?"

She hesitated, ran over and got into my arms.

I quickly hugged her and asked, "What's the matter with you? Did you not sleep well?"

"Hmm..." Her condition seemed to be a little bit better than before, and she whispered, "Mom..."

"Ok?"

"Is Dad here?" Her voice was even lower than before.

I turned my head and looked in the direction of the balcony. Fanyin had already heard the movement, but he was standing not far away and did not step forward.

I said, "Dad isn't here."

"Oh."

I heard her voice choked up, and felt that the skirt of her face was a little wet, so I hugged her tightly and asked softly, "What's the matter with you? Huh? Baby? Tell mom, okay?"

My words fell like a rock, and she kept crying.

After an unknown amount of time, she finally burst into tears with a "wow", grabbed my skirt, and said, "Dad lied to me..."

I and everyone are lying to Niannian, I don't want her to know what Fanyin really looks like.I always feel that as long as she doesn't know, for her, her father is still there, and her father is fine.But at the same time, I have also imagined many times, if she knows all this, will she be considerate or hate him?I admit that I am very dissatisfied, I hate that she is always on Fanyin's side, but I can't destroy her dream of her father.I want to keep it from her until she grows up and can understand all of this.

I stroked her back, not knowing how to comfort her.She was crying to the point of death, which was very worrying, and now even if I had something to comfort her, she would definitely not be able to listen to it.

So I can only hug her like this for a long time, until her tears are less and her body is crying softly, then I try my best to hug her, put my arms around her and ask: "Why did Dad lie to you?"

She sobbed, her mouth was flattened, her head drooped, and she was unwilling to answer.

I urged: "Tell me, didn't Dad never lie to you? Why did you say that suddenly?"

"I asked Dad," she sobbed, "Daddy said he never hit you. He lied to me!"

When I was arguing with Fanyin just now, I said the word "slap in the face".

I carefully recalled what I said earlier, and felt that there was room for it: "Then why do you say that Dad hit me? Dad just didn't hit me."

She looked at me and glared at me, "You're lying too."

"You have to reason." I said, "There must be evidence."

"You said my father slapped you." She said with red eyes, "I can hear you clearly."

so far so good.

I said, "You got it wrong."

"I didn't!" She raised her voice, unable to bear any injustice, just like Fan Yin: "Don't lie! I'm not a child anymore!"

"You're not even six years old!"

"I already know [-] words! [-] Chinese characters, and I can do three-digit multiplication!" She emphasized: "I am not a child!"

"It's amazing." I asked, "Can you recite Tang poems?"

"Yes, but don't disturb me!" After she yelled, she squashed her mouth again, and tears fell again, "You all lied to me...why did my father beat someone?"

"Your father doesn't beat people." I really didn't have a good excuse, so I had to say: "Do you still remember that aunt's nonsense? Let me tell you, my mother's neck is purple because a bad uncle just pinched my mother. Dad saved me, and the bad uncle was with that aunt. They are all bad people, and a stupid baby will believe what bad people say, not his own father."

I wiped my tears for her, hoping that I could still fool her this time.But at this moment, a voice came from behind: "Dad did hit Mom."

(End of this chapter)

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