Cheng Mu got up early, and after taking a shower, he saved yesterday's video from his phone.

He looked at the glass: "Are you there?"

--Um.

Cheng Mu turned on the video on his phone and looked at the mirror.

In the video, Qu An knelt on one knee by the bed, a little distance from Cheng Mu, and he looked at him with his eyes focused.

"Brother... I like you. I have liked you since I first met you. But you seem to hate me..."

The voice of Quban is low and hoarse, with a little restraint.

Qu'an wanted to do something behind him, but was interrupted by Cheng's father and his mother who suddenly came back and hurriedly left the room.

Cheng Mu felt the words were harsh and threw down his phone in annoyance: "I recorded them, then what?"

——Show it to your dad.

Cheng Mu couldn't believe it: "What?"

——Show it to your dad.

"Am I crazy?" Chu Zheng asked him to record the video or recording of Qu An's confession to him. He thought she just wanted to threaten Qu An with this, but he didn't expect that she would let him show it to his father.

——I have investigated that your father hates this matter very much, and your father will help you solve the problem.

"He?" Cheng Mu put his legs on the edge of the table, pulled out a packet of snacks and spread them apart, stuffed them for a few seconds before saying muffled: "He is probably going to deal with me."

--Believe me.

Cheng Mu looked at the three words and ate snacks silently, his face changing.

"Don't you think this matter is...that's what?" Cheng Mu said.

——When you are not able to, it is the smart choice to use the power around you reasonably.

——That's your dad.

Qu An is not his biological son. Even if he acts like him, he will not tolerate it after knowing that he has an undeserved relationship with his biological son.

After eating the food stored in the drawer, Cheng Mu couldn't figure out anything in the end, so he could only take apart the last lollipop and stuff it into his mouth.

Chu Zheng didn't urge him, let him think about it himself.

Finally, Cheng Mu took his cell phone and went out.

-

Cheng Mu only returned to the room at night, his expression was a little gloomy, and after he came back, he sat on the ground in a daze.

--What's wrong?

"I showed it to him."

——What did he react?

"There was no reaction, I just told me not to say anything." Cheng Mu laughed: "Look, you are wrong. His son is not as important as other people's sons."

——You are very important, to me.

Cheng Mu stared at those words, after a while, he got up and walked to the mirror, supported the table with his palms, and leaned forward slightly: "Then you are lying to me."

——What are you lying to?

Cheng Mu gritted his teeth: "You can always see me, why did you lie to me and then you can't see it after eleven o'clock?!"

Thanks for his caution, he never did anything randomly even after eleven o'clock.

——…

Although Chu Zheng expected that it would be overturned, she didn't expect it to be so fast.

I feel a little panicked inside.

What Chu Zheng was even more depressed was that she didn't see anything, which was even worse. OK?

"Is there nothing to say?" Cheng Mu sneered: "Is it fun to lie to me?"

——I am afraid you will have a psychological burden.

Chu Zheng started talking nonsense.

Cheng Mu: "..." Do you still have the relationship for me? I want to thank you too!

——I also need to sleep, so how much time can I see you?

Cheng Mu: “…”

Is this a question of whether to read or not?

"Don't confuse the topic!" Cheng Mu was almost led by a distorted person: "Now what you are talking about is your lying to me."

——What do you want?

I've cheated and I won't go back in time.

Cheng Mu: “…”

What does he mean?

Is this his fault?

It was she who lied to him first.

Did she realize she was wrong?

Cheng Mu was so angry that he walked back and forth between the room for two times. In the end, he probably felt that he and Chu Zheng were disagreeing with each other and left the room directly.

-

2029.

Chu Zheng held her chin and looked at the empty room, not knowing what she was thinking.

It was not until the picture in the mirror disappeared that Chu Zheng then withdrew her gaze and continued to draw the draft.

【…】Convinced.

The good guy card is so angry that you are actually in the mood to draw a draft! What is the difference between you and a scumbag?

I really can't stand the King of the Number.

"What else would you do? I can't contact him." Chu Zheng's tone was calm.

【…】

Scumbag! No, scumbag!

The King of Kings couldn't stand it, so he sent a task to Chu Zheng, which required a sacrifice to cultivate his sentiment!

Chu Zheng: "..."

-

"Xiao Chu, what did you buy?" Yu's mother looked at Chu Zheng with a big bag in curiously: "By the way, the lipstick in the box in your room... Why are there so many air traffic control?"

When Yu's mother cleaned up her room, she was shocked when she saw so many lipstick air traffic controls.

There are very few lipsticks that can be used to the end.

But she saw an empty tube in a box!

Did her daughter eat lipstick?

"Send it to you." Chu Zheng handed the big bag to Yu's mother and said casually: "I've painted and relieved the pressure."

"ah?"

Yu's mother looked at Chu Zheng returning to her room in a daze.

Drawing? Use lipstick?

However, thinking of the two words behind Chu Zheng, Yu's mother suppressed her curiosity again. Since that incident, her daughter has become a little strange...

It must be because of too much psychological pressure.

Um!

Yu's mother opened the bag and took a look, and after a moment, she went to knock on Chu Zheng's door.

"Xiao Chu, is your thing a high-quality imitation?"

Chu Zheng: "..."

Chu Zheng can only say that she won the prize in a design competition, and she also used it to relieve the pressure.

Yu's mother was half-believing and half-doubting.

Chu Zheng said with a serious expression that it was like this. Yu's mother had to leave the room suspiciously, and when Yu's father came back, she would discuss it.

Chu Zheng sighed in the room.

Chu Zheng habitually looked at the mirror, and was stunned when she saw it, the mirror was pitch black.
To be continued...