MTL - Dressed As Scum A Marked the Crazy Beauty Boss-Chapter 79

The vibration finally pulled Bai Xin out of the dead silence, but she still didn't move.

Cheng Jiqing had been away for more than an hour, and she had been sitting where Cheng Jiqing sat just now, for so long, it seemed that even the movement of her mobile phone seemed jerky.

— Do you really want to know, my answer now?

At that time, she saw Cheng Jiqing's calm and bitter expression, and suddenly she didn't dare to listen.

She seemed to know what Cheng Jiqing was going to say to her in the next second.

But she couldn't even catch up, because Cheng Jiqing said before leaving - Bai Xin, I'm really tired, I want to be alone for a while.

She didn't want to force it, and she didn't dare.

She thought that Cheng Jiqing would not be so cruel to her, that he would not leave without making a sound.

So she let people go.

Occasionally, one or two strands of warm wind would blow, bringing coolness to Bai Xin's cheeks, and she realized that she was crying again. Cheng Jiqing left, leaving her here alone.

Bai Xin was about to get up, but found that his limbs were slightly stiff and numb due to standing still for too long.

At this time, the phone vibrated again.

She glanced at the incoming call, stopped, covered the ends of her eyes with her palms, and then wiped them off.

She picked it up.

"Miss Bai, I'm President Cheng's secretary."

Bai Xin didn't have the energy to deal with it, so he just hung up.

What could Cheng Jing do with her, but it was about her and Cheng Jiqing.

After half a minute, the phone rang again.

There were still tears on Bai Xin's face, but his eyes were cold and gloomy.

Click to answer.

"Bai Xin."

Cheng Jing's deep voice sounded from the speaker.

Bai Xin raised his reddened eyes, and heard the other end say, "I think we need to meet."

Bai Xin suddenly thought, why did Cheng Jiqing suddenly know, and where did he know it?

Why is it such a coincidence that Cheng Jing contacted her at this time?

She didn't rush to speak, Cheng Jing sternly said: "You still want me to be more clear, what you have done to Chengcheng is clear in your heart."

Bai Xin's whole body became gloomy.

"It's you."

Cheng Jing seemed to be stunned for a moment, and quickly said: "I don't want to waste my time. Bai Xin, I will give you a chance to tell Cheng Cheng what you did with the hospital, and I can let you go."

She paused, and said coldly: "Otherwise, even if you have Zhou Yushu behind you, I will do whatever it takes to make you pay the price. Do you understand?"

Bai Xin squinted his eyes, so he knew it wasn't Cheng Jing.

She took a deep breath, and when she heard Cheng Jiqing, she felt her heart ached and depressed, as if she was in a frying pan.

It was like a movie was playing in Bai Xin's mind, flashing Ji Qing's tearful, hurt eyes just now, and her throat seemed to contain coarse sand.

"Then you don't have to worry, she already knows." After she finished speaking, she added, "But, what right do you have to say this in front of me? Have you done anything good to Cheng Jiqing?"

Cheng Jing obviously lost his breath.

Two seconds later, she said, "At least, I won't use her."

Bai Xin frowned, pinched the tabletop slightly with five fingers, and slowly clenched into a fist.

"Whether she knows it or not, Bai Xin, if Chengcheng is hurt, I will not show mercy. This is my last warning to you."

"Then I also give you a warning."

Bai Xin raised his chin slightly, his eyes were red, and his voice was sharp: "Whoever blocks my way is my enemy. You can try it."

It was dark in the evening in December.

It's dark and dark, like the color of ink that has been smeared after being overturned.

Bai Xin was walking on the sidewalk, and there was still a layer of snow on both sides of the road, which was very thin and had no vitality.

After walking for a while, she suddenly remembered that the parking direction was not here.

She goes back again.

The breath turned into smoke under the street lamp, and it dissipated immediately.

Bai Xin kept holding his mobile phone and didn't put it in his bag, as if he just wanted to feel the cold.

Another ten minutes passed, and Bai Xin returned to the car.

WeChat vibration.

She hurriedly lowered her head to look, but her slightly bright eyes suddenly darkened, like fireflies going out, and the grass and trees drooping.

Tang Jia's WeChat, told her that the problem was the assistant, who was found by Cheng Jing because she owed money in Macau.

Birds die for food, and humans die for wealth.

I was in a hurry, and the money was still running out, so I wanted to get a double bonus.

[What about people? 】

[Now that he ran away again, he probably knew he had caused trouble. 】

[Find her. 】

Bai Xin raised her hand and drew a line on the car window, the fog was cut away, revealing the shadow of the neon lights outside, she watched quietly for a moment, then suddenly irritatedly smashed the phone onto the console!

After a 'bang', the phone slid down and fell to the ground.

Bai Xin didn't pick it up, she took a deep breath, and then stroked her beating heart with her hand.

It hurts.

Intense unease and fear surrounded her, and intense self-blame and regret tormented her. Bai Xin started the car with trembling hands and pressed twice, but failed because of trembling hands.

She covered her face with her hands, and after another half a minute passed, she adjusted her breathing again.

to Southview.

When he opened the door, he knew that Cheng Jiqing hadn't come back.

In the coffee shop, the phrase 'I don't want to go back' seems to be some kind of confirmation.

Bai Xin calmed herself down. For some reason, her tears couldn't be stopped. It seemed that there was a voice in her heart giving her some kind of psychological prediction.

Cheng Jiqing would not be so cruel to her.

With his frozen hands, Bai Xin clicked on Cheng Jiqing's WeChat.

She wanted to apologize, but as Cheng Jiqing said... that time and time again, even saying the word 'sorry' now felt like a kind of hurt to Cheng Jiqing.

Bai Xin walked into the room, and the suitcase full of clothes was neatly placed beside the mirror, and the two tickets for Beiyu Town were beside the bed. Originally, they were going to travel to Beiyu Town tomorrow.

Bai Xin raised his head slightly, so that his blurry eyes could regain some clarity, and calm himself down.

Finally she typed a sentence.

[Orange, can you go home? 】

That night, Cheng Jiqing didn't reply, let alone come back.

Christmas day.

Sure enough, the weather in Beicheng was sunny, and the snow that had piled up for several days gradually melted under the warm afternoon sun and ceased to exist.

The spotless city has been restored to its original appearance.

This day, Bai Xin still hadn't received Cheng Jiqing's text message, she couldn't wait any longer, so she dialed it.

shutdown.

From morning to night, she tried many times, but it didn't turn on.

Same as last time, but different. Because Cheng Jiqing had already told the agency about today's trip two days earlier, this time the company didn't know where Cheng Jiqing was.

She even contacted Song Ling.

Song Ling didn't know either.

It was only then that Bai Xin realized that she couldn't find Cheng Jiqing, and she didn't even know where to look.

This year's Christmas in Beiyu Town was extraordinarily splendid.

Fireworks are like bright stars, blooming in the dark sky, and then disappearing like a flash in the pan.

Beauty can never last forever.

Cheng Jiqing was sitting on a wooden chair opposite the B&B. Colorful lights and red lanterns were hung everywhere. The combination of Chinese and Western elements created a unique artistic conception.

She raised her head slightly, and the fireworks illuminated her pupils, which were colorful and very beautiful.

Tickets for Beiyu Town had to be reserved, and the two she bought were at home.

I don't want to go back, because I couldn't come.

But she still wanted to go, and she didn't know why.

Probably she said that if she couldn't go, she would leave regrets, and she didn't want to leave regrets for herself.

Maybe God felt pity for her, and searched Yuan's mobile phone, and found that someone actually sold tickets.

two.

The content of the seller was written—tonight's ticket for Beiyu Town, broke up with his girlfriend, both tickets were sold, and the price was transferred.

Cheng Jiqing bought the two together.

She thought, if she bought it together, it would be over sooner for that person.

The north wind was bleak, so she found a quiet and remote homestay, some distance away from the place where the fireworks were set off.

Sitting on a chair, the wind will occasionally drive the snow on the branches above the head, on the down jacket, it is rustling, and it is very lively.

Lively, eye-piercing, sad.

Cheng Jiqing turned her head, a small snowflake accidentally fell on her eyelid, and it melted instantly.

fourth day.

When receiving Ada's call, Bai Xin was sitting on the balcony, holding the book "Going Ashore" that Cheng Jiqing often reads in his hand.

She remembered opening the first page, on which there was a sentence written by Cheng Jiqing - Ning Lonely, Not Suffering.

Ada told her on the phone that Cheng Jiqing posted on Weibo.

Bai Xin seldom read Weibo, and she didn't even log off the app until Cheng Jiqing decided to act.

Cheng Jiqing was her only concern.

But somehow a bunch of messy accounts took up the front row, and the two seconds she flipped through were so annoying that she was going crazy.

finally. She saw a familiar name.

Cheng Jiqing: The weather is fine, and so am I.

The accompanying picture is a photo of a clear blue sky.

The gentle words, the gentle pictures, but Bai Xin feels the endless chill, everything is fine, even if she is not here.

Everything is fine, but I just don't want to talk to her anymore.

Everything is fine, I just don't want to come back, don't want to see her.

If it was before, Bai Xin would use all means to find Cheng Jiqing, but she knew that Cheng Jiqing would not like it. After so many days, no news was revealed, and it was Cheng Jiqing who didn't want her to look for him.

Bai Xin curled up on the sofa, hugging himself tighter.

Cheng Jiqing stayed in Beiyu Town for seven days.

Until the last day of December.

Two days ago, Beiyu Town had a heavy snowfall like sprinkling salt and wadding, and a thick layer was built on the ground and houses.

This night, Cheng Jiqing was still sitting on the wooden chair from the first night.

The fireworks are even more intense than on Christmas Day.

She looked at the snow on the ground next to the chair and squatted down.

Little by little into the palm.

The ice and snow are cold, but I don't feel cold.

Cheng Jiqing was very patient, she gave herself seven days, but until now she was still heartbroken, full of disappointment, she couldn't sleep well or eat well these few nights.

In the morning, she looked at her haggard face in the mirror and woke up with a start—she wasn't herself anymore.

This is not right.

She doesn't like it.

She thought about it and took a ten thousand step back. Even if she could forgive Bai Xin at this moment, could she still believe in it as before?

Maybe not anymore.

She will start to panic, anxious, guess and worry about whether there will be deception next time, she will analyze and doubt every sentence of Bai Xin, whether Bai Xin has lied to her or not.

They would start bickering, jealousy, and each time it would remind her of the past...

Then the vicious cycle goes bad.

Cheng Jiqing gathered the snowdrift tirelessly, she thought, so what's the point of doing this?

What's the point of falling in love if it's for torture?

What's more, after a few days passed, her heart was the same as it was seven days ago.

Suddenly, there was a sound of fireworks, and Cheng Jiqing raised his head, the sky full of happiness was finally in vain.

Soon, this year will be over.

When I was a child in an orphanage, the principal did not let me stay up late because of my young age, but she could always hear the sound of fireworks outside the window at 12 o'clock.

When I grew up, I started to act, busy with making a living, surrounded by people, and I was still alone in the house.

She can stay up late, but there are not so many fireworks in the city.

It's not an obsession, just a small expectation.

So she was very prepared for this trip.

Maybe it is so, and I feel more profound, so deep that I will never forget it.

Cheng Jiqing stopped, and she suddenly felt that everything around her seemed meaningless at first.

The people she treats with sincerity, and the people who treat her with sincerity, are all lying to her. Tang Jia is, Cheng Jing is, even the people closest to her are.

No fun, no need to suffer.

It's boring.

Cheng Jiqing looked at the fireworks and laughed at himself.

It's time to go back, she thought.

Not far away, fireworks shot straight into the sky.

It seems like the sky is about to be pierced.

Under the colorful light, Cheng Jiqing's back in the black down jacket looked dim and unrecognizable.

Behind her, only a small snowman was left quietly by the chair.

Accompany the night to welcome the New Year.

On the day Cheng Jiqing returned to Beicheng, he turned on his phone.

As expected, there would be a lot of news. After waiting for a while to calm down, I clicked to read.

A lot of people.

Cheng Jing: [Chengcheng, I can't get through to your phone, are you okay? 】

Cheng Jing: [Okay. 】

Song Ling: [You are really right, Bai Xinzhen came to ask me. 】

Song Ling: [But where are you? 】

Song Ling: [Cheng Jiqing, are you okay? Give me a message if you're not dead. What's the matter, lost love? 】

There are many more.

Before leaving, Song Ling was the only one who knew that she was going away.

A few greetings from Qin Yufu, a picture of the cat.

Zhou Qing's, Tong Yanxi's, and even Li Yunlan's.

There were too many, and she didn't look at them all.

Her eyes fell in the middle, and she canceled the pinning last time, but she didn't reset it again.

Cheng Jiqing thought, how can the scars heal immediately, and if they haven't healed yet, they will repeat the same mistakes, which is why it is particularly painful.

Cheng Jiqing looked at more than a dozen messages with red dots, but didn't click on them, only the latest ones could be seen at a glance.

[Orange, it's been seven days, where are you? Give me back...]

She raised her head and took a breath of refreshing cool air, piercing the boredom in her chest. She turned off her phone and went directly to Tang Jia's hospital.

Compared with the expression on seeing her seven days ago, she was still surprised, and added a trace of solemnity.

Tang Jia got up slightly: "Are you back?"

Cheng Jiqing said succinctly: "Can I continue to take the previous medicine?"

Tang Jia was startled, nodded: "But..."

"Arrange someone to draw my blood." Cheng Jiqing said calmly, "You finish the medicine."

With the unexpected appearance and dialogue, Tang Jia should breathe a sigh of relief, but she didn't. She knew from Cheng Jiqing's cold expression that the situation was not good.

Tang Jia hesitated, "Have you contacted Bai Xin?"

"What? Now I need her consent to draw blood? You don't need to ask her." Cheng Jiqing said, "Doctor Tang, do what you should do."

Cheng Jiqing looked at Tang Jia, not as bright and kind as before, only alienated: "If you don't want me, I will try my best to trouble you."

Tang Jia: "..."

If she didn't get along with her before, she could be indifferent, no matter what, and she wouldn't feel guilty or intolerable.

But people are not grass and trees, and they get along very well with Cheng Jiqing these days, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are friends.

From this aspect, she couldn't justify it, and felt guilty.

But she couldn't help it. After all, Bai Xin had known her for many years, and even occasionally treated Bai Xin as her younger sister.

This is the so-called intimacy.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" She had realized something.

Cheng Jiqing just asked back: "What is the most suitable frequency for blood draw?"

"Once a week." Tang Jia sighed inwardly. "Cheng Jiqing, Bai Xin treats you..."

Cheng Jiqing's clean voice interrupted:

"Okay, let's find someone to draw blood once a week."

From the beginning to the end, Cheng Jiqing's calmness made people tremble, and even she could feel the determination inside. Tang Jia wanted to explain something more, but she knew that no matter what she said now, she would hold back Bai Xin.

Before going to the blood draw room, Cheng Jiqing paused, turned his back, and said slowly, "Don't let Bai Xin come over, I will find her."

Cheng Jiqing opened the door with his pale hand, and Tang Jia's apologetic voice sounded behind him: "Sorry."

"No need."

On the first day of the new year in Beicheng, Xiaoxue.

Cheng Jiqing stood at the entrance of the hospital, dressed in a white down jacket, standing upright for a while.

The crushed snowflakes fell like salt, fine and dense, and fell on the clothes, and there was nothing on the hair, so if you don’t shake it, it will accidentally get into your neck after a while and get on your skin.

It can cool your heart down, and you may feel a biting pain at that moment.

She didn't get in the car right away, because she received the lawyer's WeChat, she looked at it, went back to find Ada's WeChat, and sent a contract.

Terminate the contract.

Interesting to say, it was the same as last time.

She then pushed her lawyer's business card over.

[Ada, it was my lawyer who added you just now, please contact her about the termination of the contract. During this time, I have worked hard. Thank you for your care. 】

Ada's phone call came quickly.

Cheng Jiqing hung up gently.

I didn't care about it after that.

Cheng Jiqing still didn't get in the car, she looked up at the snow all over the sky, was pierced several times in the eyes by the snow, she closed them slightly.

It seems to be waiting for something, as if waiting for the snow to stop, as if waiting for the sky to darken.

for a while.

She opened her eyes, the snow was still falling, and the heavy snow reflected the bright whiteness of Beicheng, and nothing changed.

Cheng Jiqing lowered his head.

Scraping the screen with her knuckle-knuckle hand, she easily found the silhouette head of the lily.

Click in, the background of the chat is the picture of her and Bai Xin at the Beicheng Bridge.

Cheng Jiqing's eyes trembled for a moment.

She typed out a sentence word by word. There were two words in this sentence, and she hesitated.

In the end she chose two more suitable words.

Cheng Jiqing put the phone back in his pocket and walked into the car.

It wasn't that cold inside the car, but the moment she entered the door, she suddenly stopped. She belatedly remembered, oh, the snow on her body has not yet shaken off.

At this moment, the snow entered the neck and stained the skin.

Sure enough, it was a sharp pain all of a sudden.

…

Nan Jing, the house is well organized, clean and tidy.

On the table are newly bought lilies, pink roses, and fresh oranges, and the water blue sofa cover is also new.

Bai Xin opened the refrigerator, and it was full of vegetables, beef, and chicken that could be used as salads.

This is what she just bought this morning.

She thought that Cheng Jiqing would always come back, and when he came back, Cheng Jiqing would be able to eat fresh food.

She knew Cheng Jiqing would not forgive her easily this time, but she thought, she still had to tell Cheng Jiqing that she was wrong.

She will do her best to make up for it with her whole life.

Don't give up on her.

When Bai Xin walked to the balcony, she squatted down and sprinkled some water on the cactus on the balcony. At this time, the mobile phone on the Peninsula vibrated.

Perhaps because of fright, the fingertips bumped into the sharp spines on the cactus.

Beads of blood flowed out from the white fingertips.

She raised her hand to her lips and pressed it together.

A few steps over, pick up the phone.

The moment Cheng Jiqing's name popped up was a shocking joy.

However, in the next second, Bai Xin saw the content in the chat box clearly, and his blood suddenly flowed backwards, freezing into ice.

The phone hit the ground, and on the broken screen, the sentence——

【Bai Xin, let's separate. 】