Seeing that she was still hesitant, Jing Xiao had to change his words, "You will have your final exam soon, and I will be very busy at the end of the year. I have someone to take care of me in life. You can concentrate on preparing for the exam, and I can work with peace of mind. Regarding this matter, Just listen to me."
Although the reason he gave was very good, Tang Muzhi still felt it was inappropriate, "I actually..."
"Okay, you have a good rest, I'm going out first." After saying that, he no longer waited for her to speak, and walked straight to the door. When he was about to close the door, he added, "You still have a cough, what's the matter? If you need anything, you can send me a message and I’ll come over when I see it.”
After saying that, he closed the door and left.
As soon as the door closed, the room became quiet. Tang Muzhi was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling blankly with his watery eyes.
This man is really fickle. He obviously lost his temper last night and shut himself out, refused to reply to messages, and ignored himself. But now it's better. When he got sick, he hurriedly found a nanny to take care of him.
What is this? Compensation? Isn’t it necessary?
While she was thinking wildly, suddenly, her cell phone rang, startling her.
There was a series of unfamiliar numbers on it. She hesitated for a moment and finally pressed the answer button.
As soon as the call was connected, a man's low voice came from the other end, "You damn girl."
Tang Muzhi was stunned for a long time before she came to her senses. She suddenly sat up from the bed. This long-lost voice brought her memory back to many years ago.
The person on the other end of the phone is Tang Hong.
It was also the biological father she had not seen for more than ten years.
He never even showed up at grandma's funeral.
Tang Muzhi didn't even remember what he looked like. What remained in her memory were images of him smashing things at home when he was drunk.
At that time, Tang Hong loved scolding people the most, scolding Weng Lu with the most unpleasant words, and roaring at them with the most ferocious face.
Later, he started to drink heavily. When he was drunk, he not only smashed things in the house, but also attacked them. If things hadn't been so heated at that time, Weng Lu might not have divorced him so easily.
After their divorce, Tang Hong seemed to have disappeared from the world and had not been seen for more than ten years.
Tang Muzhi once thought that he was dead, and that he and his mother could finally get rid of the past and start a new life, but all of this seemed to be completely overturned at this moment.
She was once again pulled back to that room with dim lights, mess on the floor, and constant curses.
This feeling made her feel suffocated and frightened.
She was obviously trying very hard to get rid of the past, but after so many years of hard work, this phone call and five simple words brought her back to her original form.
Tang Mu Zhi pursed her lips tightly and her body trembled slightly. She remained silent and did not make any answer.
Tang Hong seemed to be unhappy with her attitude and cursed: "You white-eyed wolf, have you forgotten that you still have me as your father in these years? You are just like your mother. She is nothing. She followed the wild man." Don’t care about me, you don’t care about me anymore, right?”
Tang Muzhi seemed to be used to such unpleasant words. After pondering for a moment, she collected her emotions and said coldly, "My mother divorced you a long time ago. Who does she find and what kind of life she leads? Her freedom.”
Hearing this, Tang Hong on the other end of the phone seemed to be choked by her, and then he yelled even more fiercely: "You have strong wings, right? I dare to teach you a lesson, I can't control her, can't I control you?" ?”
"Take care of me?" A sarcastic smile appeared on Tang Muzhi's face, and there was a bit of coldness in his voice. "Have you ever taken care of me in the past ten years? You didn't even come back after grandma died."
Tang Hong was obviously stunned for a moment, but soon returned to normal, his tone still arrogant and strong, "Don't lecture me, I'm going to sell my house, where did you hide your grandma's house book?"
"You want to sell grandma's house? You disappeared for more than ten years and came back after grandma passed away, just for her house?" Tang Mu Zhi asked in a hoarse voice, and couldn't help coughing violently after speaking.
Then, she took a deep breath to suppress the rising anger in her chest.
Tang Hong ignored her question and shouted angrily: "You damn girl, I'm very busy. Tell me quickly, where is your grandma's house book?"
Jing Xiao, who was in the living room outside the house, heard the noise and walked to her door.
After hearing her call, he came in without knocking. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Tang Mu Zhi's hoarse and choked voice coming from the room.
"I won't tell you, don't dream." She spoke slowly, with an extremely determined attitude.
Tang Hong sneered and said mockingly: "Damn girl, it seems that you have really grown up over the years. Let me tell you, your grandma is my only son, and her house is mine. You want the house unless Give me the money."
"You..." Tang Muzhi was so angry that he couldn't speak. Her chest heaved violently. After a long while, she calmed down and yelled through gritted teeth, "You're dreaming."
"Tang Mu Zhi." Tang Hong was so angry that he shouted her name with a trembling voice, threatening, "I know where you study and where your mother lives. If you don't give up your house book, Give it to me and I will make all of you uneasy."
"You dare!" She yelled out two words angrily, her fingers turning white from clenching her fist too hard.
Jing Xiao stood at the door and never walked away. Although he didn't know who called Tang Mu Zhi, he could vaguely hear that the other party was threatening her.
His eyes were slightly narrowed, his eyes were dark and deep, and there was an inexplicable anxiety in his heart.
After thinking for a moment, he still didn't knock on the door and went in, but turned around and walked back to the living room.
In the bedroom, Tang Hong's threatening and abusive voices kept coming from the other end of the phone.
"Then we'll see. You've been cheating on me for more than ten years. Anyway, I'm going to die anyway. At worst, I won't live." After finishing his harsh words without fear, he hung up the phone.
Tang Muzhi was so angry that her whole body was shaking. She threw her phone on the bed. She curled up her legs, hugged her arms tightly, and buried her cheeks in her knees. Tears flowed down her pale and bloodless face. One after another fell down.
She knew that Tang Hong was a scoundrel. She had been extremely disappointed with this father since she was a child, but she didn't expect that he would be so shameless now that he would even plot against her daughter.
He even wanted to sell his grandma's only house for money.
She would never allow such a thing to happen.
Thinking of this, Tang Muzhi raised her tear-stained face, her red and swollen eyes flashed with a cold light, as cold and terrifying as if venom had been tempered.
She immediately picked up her phone and pressed a series of familiar numbers.
The bell rang three times and was answered.
She panted rapidly and asked in a low, nasal voice: "Mom, are you at home?"
"Zhizhi, what's wrong with you? Your voice sounds weird. Are you sick?" Weng Lu didn't answer her, but became concerned.
Her voice of concern gently floated into Tang Muzhi's ears. She pursed her lips and hesitated for a while, then said, "Mom, I'll come find you in the afternoon."
She couldn't solve this matter alone. She had to discuss it with her mother.
Hearing this, Weng Lu was confused for a moment, but since her daughter wanted to come to her, she naturally had no reason to refuse, so she agreed.
"Then do you want to come over for lunch? It sounds like you have a cold. I'll make you some pear soup and you can drink it when you come."
"I'll come back after lunch." Tang Muzhi resisted the urge to cry and spoke to her as calmly as possible.
"Okay, then be careful on the road."
"Yes." She responded. Her throat was extremely dry, her eyes were as red as a bunny, and her mood was extremely heavy. She didn't dare to say anything more and quickly hung up the phone.
She wanted to cry, wanted to cry loudly, but she also knew that now was not the time to cry.
After a long time, Tang Muzhi's mood gradually calmed down, but her headache became even worse.
She wiped the tears on her face, rubbed her temples, dragged her slightly heavy body, shakily got out of bed, and went to the bathroom to wash up.
Tang Muzhi looked at herself in the mirror, with a bitter curve at the corner of her mouth. She originally thought that she had already developed a heart of stone and had no fear, but now it seemed that she was still so cowardly and timid.
When she walked out of the bedroom after washing, she saw Jing Xiao sitting on the sofa from a distance.
His footsteps suddenly stopped, and his eyes widened in shock, "You... didn't you go to the company?"
Seeing her come out, Jing Xiao put down the things in his hands and stared at her deeply. Her eyes were red, and it was obvious that she had just cried bitterly.
"Why did you come out? Didn't I tell you that you need to send me a message?"
He didn't ask her about the phone call. After all, they agreed not to interfere with each other, so he didn't have the right to ask more.
Tang Mu Zhizhi was stunned for a second, then smiled slightly and said, "I was a little thirsty and thought you had already gone to the company, so I came out to get a glass of water."
With that said, she moved towards the dining table.
Hearing this, Jing Xiao stood up, walked toward her, stretched out his hand, and picked her up.
As he walked towards the sofa, he said helplessly: "I don't know if you are trying to be brave or if you are disobedient."
His words made Tang Mu Zhi's ears feel slightly warm, and her heart skipped a few beats. She lowered her eyes and glanced at the big hand around her waist. A trace of embarrassment appeared on her face, but she did not struggle to get out of his way. Come down in your arms.
"Actually, I'm fine." She defended herself in a low voice.
Jing Xiao ignored her words. After putting her on the sofa, he turned around and poured her water.
Looking at his back, Tang Muzhi pursed her lips, feeling something strange in her heart.
It seems that their family really needs a nanny, otherwise embarrassing things like this may happen more often in the future.
