MTL - Dressed As Scum A Marked the Crazy Beauty Boss-Chapter 71

It's still autumn.

The leaves of the sycamore trees on both sides of the road have not yet turned yellow, but the temperature in Beicheng has entered the winter season.

Since Cheng Jiqing was filming, she often got up early. In order to relax, Ada assigned her a driver to take her back and forth.

Occasionally, she would think of the bodyguard at the beginning, Yu Lan.

Yu Lan's leave has been delayed twice, and she probably won't come back, and she hasn't urged her either.

The people around me are always like this, they come and go, until they die before the tombstone, they still have to come and go, there is no end.

Cheng Jiqing remembered when he first came here, and remembered the first time he met Bai Xin.

She also thought of the system that hadn't appeared for a long time—since she had agreed to marry Bai Xin, it hadn't appeared again.

It may also be the case, she still sometimes feels that all this is like a dream.

It may be a bleak season, people like to think about something.

Today is the last scene of the farewell scene, which means bitterness before sweetness. During the intermission, Cheng Jiqing glanced at Tong Yanxi who was wearing a mask and sitting in front of the machine, and took a cup of hot orange juice that had just been delivered.

"Thanks."

Tong Yanxi slid the mask down to her chin, took a sip, and after a few seconds, turned around and asked, "Are you done?"

There were a few assistants around, the words were cryptic, but Cheng Jiqing could understand.

reconciled?

Cheng Jiqing smiled as a response.

Tong Yanxi twitched her brows slightly, and nodded: "The weather is terrible, it will snow in two days."

"I thought directors of literary films liked snow days." Cheng Jiqing said that the directors and writers she knew before all liked that kind of atmosphere.

"I don't." Tong Yanxi denied.

After finishing speaking, she put down the cup, took a lollipop from her bag, opened it, put it in her mouth, and handed another lollipop to Cheng Jiqing.

Cheng Jiqing accepted the order.

Looking down, it was the same pear flavor as the one given to Tang Jia last time.

By accident, she suddenly remembered that today is Tang Jia's birthday.

Looking at Tong Yanxi, he didn't say much.

Today's scene finished filming after ten o'clock, and the time to go to the cemetery was three o'clock in the afternoon. Cheng Jiqing didn't ask the driver to take him there, and planned to go back to Nanjing for a while at noon.

Get in the car and send Bai Xin a wechat 'report', and bask in the sun by the way.

Swipe to a Weibo just posted by Tong Yanxi—

One year of parting, one year of autumn.

The accompanying picture is a picture of her and Li Yunlan standing opposite each other on Qiuye Street.

People always have an excellent sense of sensitivity in certain things. She thinks that it may be superfluous to add pictures.

The nap plan didn't materialize.

Yuan Sheng sent someone to pick up Yuan Sheng's locked cell phone when he went to the set in the morning, and within a few hours, he contacted her.

The blue flag is not far from here, Cheng Jiqing stopped by, although the temperature is cold, but the sunshine temperature is good. She found a convenient place to park.

Swipe the phone screen.

The mobile phone is not often used, and there are not many contacts.

There are several missed calls, and several unread text messages...

Cheng Jiqing saw a person named 'Aunt Liu' from several contacts, and some of the missed calls just now belonged to her.

Cheng Jiqing clicked on the text message.

[Mr. Cheng, how can you be worthy of Mr. Cheng if you continue to be so wasteful? 】

[One day you figure it out, come and contact me again. 】

[Mr. Xiao Cheng, you are so nonsense, I am really disappointed in you, if your mother is still alive, she will be disappointed too. 】

The tone sounds like Cheng Lan's friend, but the name doesn't sound like it.

But this "Liu" surname, she always felt a little familiar.

Cheng Jiqing didn't think about it for the time being. According to her habitual thinking, she went to click on the photo album first.

There are very few photos.

Quantities that can be seen at a glance.

Cheng Jiqing started from the first one, it was actually a family portrait of a family of four, he was eight or nine years old.

Cheng Lan and Fu Rongjun are on the left and right, and Yuanshen and Cheng Jing are on the left and right.

Cheng Jiqing looked at Cheng Lan's face similar to his own for a while, and was a little dazed. She was an orphan and didn't know what her parents looked like.

Every time I see Cheng Lan's photo, I feel a complicated feeling.

Can't tell.

There are several photos of Cheng Lan and Yuanzhen in the back, one of which is in the office, Cheng Lan is wearing a suit and holding Yuanzhen, who is still a child, sitting on a chair with her head bowed while working.

Cheng Lan is a good elder no matter from the perspective of outsiders or the original body.

At least it is excellent for the original body.

Look further back.

After flipping through a few pages, Cheng Jiqing's relaxed back straightened up little by little...

'DNA identification report'

There are four servings.

Together with Cheng Lan, the report on the relationship between the four members of the Cheng family.

She looked at them one by one, and it was exactly the same as what she and Bai Xin had guessed—the original body had nothing to do with Fu Rongjun, nor did Cheng Jing and Cheng Lan.

So before she crossed over, or before she broke with Cheng Jing, the original body already suspected and knew these things...

When Cheng Lan was alive, Fu Rongjun might still have scruples and pretended to be. After Cheng Lan passed away, everything changed. It should be said that with Cheng Lan's presence, Fu Rongjun's vicious thoughts have already been revealed.

In that fire, the scene of Fu Rongjun forcibly pulling Cheng Jing away and abandoning her original body was only remembered by her through sensory stimulation.

But in the end it existed in the memory of the original body.

There was also the conversation between Cheng Jing and Fu Rongjun in the corridor.

If the original body, while discovering the truth, recalled these past events of betrayal by close relatives, would that kind of pain really be borne by an ordinary person?

No wonder.

It's no wonder that Yuan Shang, who was supposed to be clean and bright, turned into a scum in the eyes of others.

No wonder, Fu Rongjun only had a bad side in his original memory.

Because it is too painful to think of the good side.

It's ironic for Cheng Jiqing to look at that family portrait again.

It's just... Who is the omega mother who actually gave birth to the original body? If it is checked, after so many years, it may be difficult.

Cheng Jiqing took a sip of water, relieved a little, and then picked up the phone.

The memo was the last thing she clicked on.

It started with Cheng Lan's death.

'Mum is gone and will never come back, I miss her so much. I only have one mother. '

'Everything changes overnight, mom changes, sister changes too. '

‘I dreamed about the fire again, and dreamed that someone else saved me, why did my sister lie to me? She knows that I hate people lying to me the most. '

‘I wish that what I heard tonight was all lies. It turns out that my mother hates me so much. It turns out that she only has my sister in her eyes. '

'I remembered that my mother left me. '

'Oh, it's all fake. I want to die, they are all lying to me. '

Cheng Jiqing caressed her heart, her eyes turned red unconsciously, she seemed to feel a faint emotion, maybe it was prompted by the memory left in her mind by the original body.

She is a little uncomfortable.

Then, she clicked on the last one.

'Cheng Jing said she likes me and I hate her. I don't even have a sister anymore. '

…

The cemetery is outside the city, and it takes more than an hour to drive.

After two o'clock, the long asphalt road is sparsely trafficked, and the season when the green plants go to sleep.

Cheng Jiqing was too depressed on the way there, so he sent a message to Bai Xin.

Didn't say anything else, just asked if he was busy.

The other end quickly called.

"To the cemetery?"

Cheng Jiqing was a little better and said, "It's almost here."

"boring?"

"no…"

Cheng Jiqing was silent: "I just want to hear your voice."

Bai Xin let out a low laugh, and Cheng Jiqing's eyes could immediately see a woman's smile, the prickly dimple was soft and sunken, and it should recover very quickly.

Bai Xin's voice was somewhat sexy, and he asked, "Well, what kind of voice?"

Cheng Jiqing's heart skipped a beat, and he said with a low smile, "Miss Bai, restrain yourself."

"So what if you don't restrain yourself?"

That sound is very catchy.

Cheng Jiqing felt relieved.

"Wait."

Half an hour later, we arrived at the cemetery.

Cheng Jiqing bought a bouquet of daisies, each carefully selected.

When I went, Cheng Jing had already arrived.

Seeing Cheng Jing again, Cheng Jiqing's mood is very different, Cheng Jing treats her well, she admits, but it's all about treating her as her original self. Without the relationship of the original body's own sister, the strangeness will naturally increase.

She didn't say anything, and put the daisy in her hand in front of the tombstone.

There is no wind, and the weather has dropped to zero, and there is already a light mist in the breath. After taking a breath, I feel cold in the lungs.

The surroundings are quiet and quiet, no whistle, no noise.

Cheng Jiqing looked at the photo on the tombstone lightly covered by glass, and said softly in his heart: Although I have never seen you, thank you for letting me know what my mother looks like.

Maybe when I dream of my mother in the future, I will dream of your appearance, I hope you will not be offended.

"Let the driver drive the long distance next time. Isn't it busy with filming? Don't feel tired." Cheng Jing reminded him beside him.

Cheng Jiqing responded lightly, "Yes."

Fu Rongjun didn't come, maybe he should have come, maybe he won't come.

It doesn't matter now.

Her dislike for Rong Jun deepened several times, and she thought again, the bargaining chip in her hand was actually the original bargaining chip of the original body, but the original body did not take these for revenge until he disappeared.

Is it because I didn't have time, or because I was soft-hearted.

He didn't stand for too long, and Cheng Jing didn't intend to stop for a long time.

The two turned around and were just about to go out when a crisp 'da da' sound came out of nowhere - Fu Rongjun was stepping on his high heels and walking this way.

Su Yi, with Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, and a few rings of small-leaved red sandalwood on his wrists, full of 'Buddha nature'.

It was a bouquet of white roses.

Fu Rongjun walked to the tombstone, put down the well-hydrated white rose, bent down to look at it for a few seconds, and then stood up.

"I heard you went to act."

His tone was flat, and he didn't even have a title.

Cheng Jiqing didn't speak, just looked at her like that.

"Okay." Cheng Jing reminded aloud.

Fu Rongjun turned around, staggered away from Cheng Jing's face, and said dissatisfiedly to Cheng Jiqing: "Why didn't you answer when I talked to you?"

"Are you talking to me?" Cheng Jiqing pointed to himself.

Fu Rongjun frowned slightly, the conversation with Cheng Jing in the corridor was overheard by Cheng Jiqing, and he has always had a rift with her ever since. But she thought that she had tolerated Cheng Jiqing all these years.

If it wasn't for Cheng Jing, she would have sent him abroad directly.

Fu Rongjun said in a deep voice: "Otherwise? Is there a second person here to do such a shameful thing?"

Cheng Jiqing smiled slightly upon hearing this.

Fu Rongjun turned cold: "What are you laughing at?"

"If you're talking to me, please call me by my name next time." Cheng Jiqing doesn't have anything to be taboo now, so he doesn't need to be polite and pretend: "Shameful thing? If you mean acting..."

She stared at Fu Rongjun, and said slowly: "Then there are more than two shameful people here."

In terms of acting, Fu Rongjun and Cheng Jing, who is not a master?

Especially those years in front of the original body, those days of 'mother-daughter love' and 'sisters are close'.

Imagine a little.

Hilarious and ridiculous.

"you!"

"Arguing in front of the deceased, don't you think it's impolite?" Cheng Jiqing didn't want to give it a straight look.

Turn around and walk out.

Fu Rongjun didn't want to make trouble with Cheng Jiqing at first, as long as Cheng Jing knew what to do, she didn't have to do anything. It's just that she couldn't accept Cheng Jiqing's going to act. It was nothing more than going out and making trouble in another circle.

In the end, she lost face to the Cheng family and made her unable to hold her head up outside.

Recently, anyone who knew that Cheng Jiqing was her daughter had to make a point.

It's a shame.

Fu Rongjun shouted: "Stop!"

"Stop making trouble!" Cheng Jing stopped him and shouted uncontrollably.

"Listen to her attitude?" Fu Rongjun's 'Buddha' face changed color, and she said: "You still want to spoil her? You don't feel ashamed, but I also feel ashamed."

Cheng Jiqing's leaving figure paused and looked back.

His lips were pursed lightly, coldness emerged from the corners of his mouth, his expression was as indifferent as water, without any trace of anger, and he didn't say anything, but it made people feel frightened.

"I have called your mother for so many years, you have taken advantage of enough, save it."

Fu Rongjun paused at the moment, and Cheng Jing's eyes flashed suddenly.

By that tone, and by that sentence—what did Cheng Jiqing know?

Cheng Jiqing didn't stay any longer.

On both sides of the asphalt road outside the cemetery, there was a row of evergreen pine trees. It was a little windy at this time, and she picked up the scarf by her chin.

Go to the car.

A silver car passed her by, and then slowly stopped in front of it, the windows lowered.

"Mr. Cheng, long time no see."

A middle-aged woman got out of the car, with short hair and dark eye lines.

Cheng Jiqing met one of the shareholders Cheng Jing took her to meet last time, surnamed Liu.

"Aunt Liu." After Cheng Jiqing shouted, his thoughts suddenly stopped.

She walked over and stood in front of the car: "Are you catching a cold? Your voice is a little hoarse."

When the woman heard this, her plain expression softened: "One thing, Xiao Cheng always wears too little. You came here alone?"

"Yes."

She didn't mention the two in the cemetery.

Cheng Jiqing was silent, and took out his mobile phone: "By the way, I left your number before, but that one broke down later, can you give me another one?"

She just thought it was too coincidental and out of curiosity.

The woman heard the words: "How long has the previous mobile phone number been useless?"

"It's been a long time."

"No wonder..." The woman read the number in a hoarse voice, watched Cheng Jiqing take back the phone, and said, "When your mother was alive, she expected a lot from you. To be honest, I still can't understand how you sold the shares back then. With you acting and doing what I like, I shouldn't have said anything, but I still hope that you can not let her down."

Cheng Jiqing nodded: "I understand."

"It's still the same sentence, as long as you are willing to go to the company and do a good job, everything will be in time." She said: "Maybe you will get more than you imagined."

"When you want to understand, come to me anytime."

Cheng Jiqing only thought that this meant that if he wanted to go to the company, he would help him with all his strength, but he didn't think deeply about it at the moment.

But I can tell that it is good or bad, and I thank you softly.

It's a pity that she doesn't have the heart to go to the company.

Wait for someone to turn around.

Before Cheng Jiqing got into the car, he took the old mobile phone and compared the numbers - they were exactly the same.

It's not another strange person, so I can be relieved.

On this day, the doubts in Cheng Jiqing's heart were sorted out.

She has a bottom in her heart, and there are fewer taboos about everything.

In the past, it was because they were afraid of the Cheng family's power, because no matter where they were, capital was always strong. It's different now.

She has a blue flag.

besides.

Cheng Jing is not the kind of person to play tricks on her.

In other words, Fu Rongjun is more troublesome, this woman is insidious.

But with the Cheng family's four secret reports, a face-saving person like Fu Rongjun would not want to quarrel with her, because this is a secret that the Cheng family has kept for decades.

However, the relationship between her and Cheng Jing still needs to be clarified...

Otherwise, it will be troublesome if you drag it on.

Emotions are extreme things.

Life is a Buddha, death becomes a ghost.

Either the Temple of Mercy or hell.

At half past six in the evening, Xiao Nanzhou.

After getting out of the car, there was a gust of wind, and Cheng Jiqing's hair was blown across her face, her phone vibrated in her pocket, she put her fingers behind her ears, and looked down.

A message to Bai Xin an hour ago.

【Where did you go for your birthday? 】

It's only now: [Where to eat? 】

Cheng Jiqing: [Xiao Nanzhou, what about you? 】

Bai Xin replied in seconds this time: [Guess. 】

"..."

The place was chosen by Cheng Jing, there is no need to book in advance, Cheng Jing has a long-term box here.

Before reaching the door, Cheng Jing called her from behind.

After leaving the cemetery in the afternoon, Cheng Jing called her, thinking she would not come.

Cheng Jing walked over in a black coat, with short hair that reached his ears, and delicate features.

"Go in, it's cold outside." Cheng Jing said.

Cheng Jing's mind was not stable. Cheng Jiqing's words in the afternoon were too lethal. Although he didn't say it directly, every word made people think deeply.

And she always felt that today's Cheng Jiqing was a little different.

Although his tone hasn't changed much, his attitude towards her and her demeanor around him are even more unfamiliar than ever.

She thought, if it was true as she guessed, Cheng Jiqing came to see her today, not just for a 'family' dinner on the anniversary of his death.

When the two went in, the manager immediately recognized them, and hurriedly greeted them, bragging and holding them to the private room.

As soon as she reached the entrance of the box alley, the scenery ahead caught her attention.

As soon as the waiter opened the door, Bai Xin looked sideways as if feeling something, and a few meters away, Cheng Jiqing and Cheng Jing walked side by side.

The restaurant is not noisy, there is no miasma.

"Why don't you come in?"

Zhou Yushu's voice came from the box, and a half figure could be seen at the door.

Cheng Jiqing had already walked to the door of their own box, just one door away from Bai Xin's. Hearing Zhou Yushu's voice, he squinted his eyes for no reason.

"Boss Bai." She pretended not to see her and only greeted one person.

Bai Xin stood where he was, and pulled his lips: "Mr. Xiao Cheng."

By the way, I went to see Cheng Jing, and said calmly, "Mr. Cheng."

She believed that Cheng Jingcha's investigation was not groundless, and she might not be completely ignorant of her relationship with Cheng Jiqing...

Cheng Jing was naturally not in the mood to deal with Bai Xin and Zhou Yushu, and she didn't pay attention, but she observed Cheng Jiqing's expression, and the latter had no special reaction.

"Chengcheng, go in." She reminded.

Cheng Jiqing withdrew his gaze, went into the box without saying any more.

The simple but elegant Chinese-style box was well heated. Cheng Jiqing took off his coat and wore a loose white sweater.

Rectangular table for four.

Sitting opposite Cheng Jing, the dishes were ordered in advance, plus a bottle of Patus.

Cheng Jiqing ordered a glass of soda for himself.

Cheng Jing said lightly: "Mom told me I won't go today, I don't know why I'm here again."

In previous years, Fu Rongjun seldom went to death days.

"I don't care about her." Cheng Jiqing actually wanted to say something more straightforward - I don't care about her?

Cheng Jingwen said: "I know you blame her."

The topic started, and to be precise, she thought it was Cheng Jing who picked it up on purpose.

She had a feeling—Cheng Jing seemed to be more eager to break through than she was.

Isn't that the purpose of coming?

Cheng Jiqing simply said: "Shouldn't it? There are some things that I can't understand for a while, but not for the rest of my life. I can't remember them for a while, but I won't be able to remember them for a lifetime. When I say mother and sister, I really love you." I have been shouting for so many years, apart from deceit and betrayal, what have I gained? Experience?"

The tone is not cold, but the words are not pleasant.

There was no other way, when Fu Rongjun was mentioned, she felt angry from the bottom of her heart.

In the past, she also knew that Fu Rongjun was hateful, but today she came into contact with those messages and words left by the original body, and she couldn't control her empathy. He hated Rong Jun even more.

Cheng Jiqing thought, if Fu Rongjun's accusation was in her hands, she would avenge the original body.

It's a pity that she only has chips in her hand now, not a handle.

"What do you know? Remember... what?"

Cheng Jing probably had mentally prepared beforehand, and his expression was not even as shocked as when he was in the cemetery.

Cheng Jingben is a smart man.

Cheng Jiqing raised his eyes, and said softly, "In the name of my sister, how can you say you like me?"

Cheng Jing's face turned pale.

"You told me that you let it go, it's always been fake."

It was a cold winter day that year.

She had a big fight with Fu Rongjun because of Cheng Jiqing's going abroad. Cheng Jiqing had been her only company since she was a child, the only light in this ridiculous life.

How could she let Cheng Jiqing go, let alone go abroad alone with no security.

If you don't leave, you have to pay more effort and promise more conditions.

I drank a lot in the afternoon and was not sober.

She never thought of crossing the line, only that one time.

Once unconscious, I regretted it for many years.

…

Cheng Jiqing's heart sank slightly, she finally understood.

When she saw the last sentence of the memo, she didn't understand it—I don't have a sister anymore.

Cheng Jing's words reminded her, she remembered that when she first wore it, Cheng Jing said that Yuan Bo's behavior was to belittle herself and to punish her.

Combined with Cheng Jing's sentence just now.

She suddenly realized that the real reason for the breakup between the original body and Cheng Jing was nothing but because of Cheng Jing's liking.

For Yuanshen, even if it was found out later that there was no blood relationship, she still regarded Cheng Jing as her only relative, the only sister who loved her.

But Cheng Jing's words of liking made her understand that Cheng Jing's kindness to her was deceptive.

Cheng Jing's liking took away her last desire for family affection.

'I don't have a sister anymore' was the last line of the memo.

It was also the last voice of the original body before giving up on himself.

I'm afraid Cheng Jing would never have imagined that her words of liking would be the last straw that overwhelmed Yuan's collapsed psychology.

"I let it go."

Cheng Jiqing said, "Because the former Cheng Jiqing is dead."

…

It was already 7:30, and the dishes had not been touched, and they had already cooled down.

Cheng Jiqing drank all the soda water in his glass.

She glanced at the battered Cheng Jing. She had never seen Cheng Jing like this before, but she didn't feel any pity, and said, "You guys ruined her."

Brilliant people suffer from human disasters and die of despair.

Cheng Jiqing didn't look at the person opposite, got up and walked out.

When he reached the door, he took out his mobile phone that vibrated several times from his bag.

Bai Xin: [When will it end? 】

Bai Xin: [? 】

Bai Xin: [If you don't come back, I'll go in. 】

After reading the news, his eyes fell on the door of a private room, he bowed his head and typed: 【Just came out. 】

She was still sending the second message, so she walked towards the bathroom. After a few steps, the door next door opened suddenly, and her arm was pulled in by someone...

Reflexively, Cheng Jiqing grabbed the man's forearm with his backhand, ready to capture him.

But in the next second, the strength in his hand loosened.

Cheng Jiqing was pulled in, Bai Xin smelt of alcohol stuck to her body, pushed her against the door, her back hit the handle with slight pain.

Her first reaction was that fortunately the box is soundproof.

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