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Chapter 289 He refused

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    On the return flight, Jing Shaoqing's seat and Chen Mengyao's seat were side by side. The two of them had no communication during the whole journey. It was as if Chen Mengyao had been hollowed out these days. As soon as she got on the plane, she put on a blindfold and fell asleep.  It was Wen Yan who woke her up when she landed.

    It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when they went home. Wen Yan entered the door first, and Mo Tingchen took the luggage behind.  Originally, Butler Lin wanted to take someone to meet him at the airport, but she refused, because she didn't want to attract attention, and the Butler Lin's dispatch would definitely be grand.

    A little nanny from the Mu family suddenly came forward: "Madam, someone sent something and said it was for you."

    She was a little curious about who would send it: "What? Who sent it?"

    The little nanny shook her head: "I don't know who it is, I haven't seen it before, it seems to be a letter."

    Having said that, the little nanny took out the letter, and her body froze when she saw the letter paper. It was Xu Rongsheng's usual letter paper

    After receiving the letter, she opened it and checked it. Every single word in the letter touched her nerves. She gradually became short of breath, her hands and feet were cold, and her body couldn't help shaking. This letter was not for her, but for  Mark Tingchen's, but the person who sent the letter specified that it was for her. Did he want her to see the truth?  !

    Hearing the sound of footsteps behind her, she turned her head in horror, then backed away, her cheeks already covered with tears.

    Mark Tingchen stopped and let go of the suitcase in his hand.

    When he saw the letter in her hand, he had already guessed that there was nothing he could hide, and Zhan Chi finally delivered the letter right in time.

    "Whywhy?" She couldn't complete a sentence, her breathing seemed to be tightly strangled, and her eyes were also blackened in bursts.

    Mark Tingchen did not dare to approach her, his deep eyes were cautious: "I'm sorry"

    sorry?  He didn't even ask, he just said sorry, that is to say, he already knew what was in the letter, and he also admitted the authenticity of the content.  She could no longer stand on her own, and managed to stabilize her figure by holding on to the handrail of the stairs: "Youyou suddenly changed your attitude towards Zhanchi becausethe letter is in his hands right? He did it to you  Yaoyao¡¯s family, he did those things too, right? You¡¯re lying for him! Youdon¡¯t let me investigate the pastbecausehehemy dad is your scapegoat?!" No need to guess  She also knew that the letter was sent from the exhibition pool, she was not stupid.

    She remembered very clearly that when he discovered the letter from Lao Xu, his reaction was very intense. At that time, she thought he didn't want to mention the events of the year, but now it seems that it is not.  At that time, she was still happy that her father might be innocent, and she finally didn't have to stay by his side as a sinner, and his reaction was undoubtedly pouring cold water on her.  It turns out that there is a darker secret hidden in it!

    He took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and asked him to tell that everything was done by his mother, but he couldn't say it out. Like Wen Yan, his mother was the pure land in his heart, the pure land he couldn't bear to pollute.  Even if you say it, so what?  What his mother did and what he did didn't mean much, after all, he owed her.

    From the sinner's daughter to the victim's daughter, this reversal made Wen Yan breathless for a while. She always thought that the person who owed her had always owed her. Thinking about it this way, the original adoption was not his kindness.  It's his guilt.  She has lived so repressed and cautiously for so many years, why?

    The hatred for her in his eyes is probably not for her, but for some people, right?  Her existence would make him think of those unbearable things, but he was contradictory to keep her here!

    What frightened her the most was that Mark Tingchen was able to kill her own family, including her innocent father, when he was eighteen years old!  She couldn't imagine that such a thoughtful plan came from an eighteen-year-old boy: "Why do you want to do that?"

    Mark Tingchen clenched his hands into fists: "My motherhas devoted her whole life to the Mu family, but my father did that kind of thing when she was dying of serious illness and let her know. I can't forgive you. That's right,  That's who I am, and always have been!"

    She didn't have any doubts about his words. Although he was very good to the world, no one would say that he was bad, but he was always terribly strict to her at home. That was the real him, what he didn't show, such as  How much more terrible is that severity!

    There is only one thought in her mind now, and that is to escape from this terrifying man in front of her!

    She staggered towards the door and dragged her suitcase along the way. When Mark Tingchen tried to stop her, she screamed: "Don't come here! Please don't come near me!"

    He stopped abruptly, and the fear in his eyes flashed: "Can we talk about it tomorrow? It's not safe for you to go out alone at night"

    & nbsp; But at this moment, she felt that the concern and tenderness he showed were fake: "Stop being nice to me, please? Stop wearing a mask, please?! You are not such a person at all, no  !¡± After speaking, she rushed out without looking back, the letter paper she held in her hand was already crumpled.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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