Contract Marriage: Billionaire and His Deaf Wife-Chapter 1000: Hand Her Over (2)

How funny, shouldn’t it be him avoiding her? Because of the terrible things he had done to her in the past, even thinking about it now made him feel deeply ashamed.

"You—stop talking nonsense—" Zhong Qiaohui said laboriously and unconsciously, "I’ve already said, this is no longer your business, and it has nothing to do with your brother at all."

Zhang Sanfeng sighed: "I was trying to let you vent a little, maybe it would help you accept the news better."

"What news?" Zhong Qiaohui turned her head.

"It’s like this. Later, after several efforts, Changqing found out that apparently the other party didn’t actually capture her. Someone took her away. Who took her? No one knows. The surveillance footage also seemed unable to capture their traces. Therefore, it’s uncertain whose hands she fell into, whether it’s good or bad. Perhaps things aren’t as bad as we thought, at least for now, she hasn’t been harmed. But, it’s definitely not something we can say is entirely good now, after all, she’s missing—"

As she listened to him speak, Zhong Qiaohui could clearly sense the incoherence in his words. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

He is Zhang San, a notorious figure in the gambling world. Billions of funds are treated with indifference in front of him. So, it is hard to imagine, one day, he could speak so hesitantly, ambiguously, as if he had no confidence at all.

When her questioning gaze came over, a bitter taste had to emerge at the corner of Zhang Sanfeng’s mouth: "I’m sorry."

"Huh?"

"I really didn’t sense anything wrong before this incident happened. I’m not sure if there was an issue with my sixth sense, or perhaps things weren’t that bad back then—"

Zhong Qiaohui looked at him: "Of course, it’s not your fault. Your sixth sense isn’t always completely accurate. Remember? When we were kids, I gave you something, and you said it was trash. But it clearly wasn’t."

Zhang Sanfeng’s complexion suddenly turned ashen.

At least it didn’t turn black.

Zhong Qiaohui shrugged her shoulders, thinking this sense of revenge was truly satisfying.

Zhang Sanfeng slightly lowered his delicate face and said, "What happened in the past was my mistake."

"I’ve actually forgotten about those things, truly, completely forgotten. If you hadn’t suddenly brought it up." Zhong Qiaohui said with an apparently nonchalant tone.

Noticing that her gloomy mood had somewhat improved, a hint of pleasure involuntarily flashed across Zhang Sanfeng’s face.

Zhong Qiaohui caught that expression and frowned: "So, you’re all heartless, cold-blooded people. You and he both thought the same way, didn’t you? You just left Gu Nuan, a companion in a dangerous situation, and ran away. Honestly, you don’t deserve to be human!"

Faced with her accusations, Zhang Sanfeng’s expression didn’t change, and he said, "Changqing’s decision, I truly believe, was the right one at that time. We couldn’t lose you and Changqing after losing her."

"Excuses!" Zhong Qiaohui angrily retorted, "He himself said he’s done this kind of heartless thing before, it’s not the first time!"

"Indeed, it’s not the first time for him, and it’s not the first time for me either."

Suddenly a click was heard in Zhong Qiaohui’s throat, as if she remembered something.

Zhang Sanfeng rotated the wheelchair he sat on, facing the window and turning his back to her, seemingly forgetting her existence, as if searching the dark outside for someone’s silhouette.