bayedsolid Chapter 367 You guys are plotting against me
Chapter 367 You guys are plotting against me
Su Heng suddenly leaned over, and the scent of mint cigarettes mixed with the fragrance of cedar hit his face. "Including your good son Chen Hao, the whole process is recorded and archived."
His words filled Chen Mei with despair. She staggered and clung to the antique shelf. Her grip loosened, and the jade paperweight clattered to the huanghuali wood floor. She shouted, "You two are ganging up on me!"
At this moment, she has completely lost her mind.
"Plan?"
Su Heng stood up, straightened the hem of his suit, and said coldly, "The title deed is in my safe. You are welcome to check it out at any time."
He looked at his watch, his face expressionless. "Excuse me, you can cry slowly."
After saying that, he turned around and left in a cool manner, leaving Chen Mei alone to collapse.
When Chen Mei knocked open the study door, Su Zeqi was studying the antique seal carefully with a magnifying glass. Hearing the noise, he adjusted the frame of the mirror and asked without looking up, "What are you doing crazy again?"
"Why are you crazy!"
Chen Mei angrily threw the jade paperweight onto the replica of A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains and shouted, "Su Heng said this house is under his name!"
At this moment, her emotions were completely out of control and she just wanted an explanation from Su Zeqi.
Su Zeqi didn't even raise his eyelids and asked calmly, "So?"
His attitude made Chen Mei even angrier.
"so?"
Chen Mei's voice was so sharp it could have pierced the glass lampshade, "Zhou Rou will be moving in tomorrow with her child!"
As she spoke, she trembled with anger.
"enough!"
Su Zeqi suddenly shouted, and the golden nanmu paperweight slammed heavily on the rosewood table.
The roar was like thunder out of the blue, frightening Chen Mei so much that she took a step back, her palms full of cold sweat.
The old man rarely gets so angry, but once he does, his momentum can almost blow the roof off.
Sure enough, when Su Zeqi stood up, he accidentally knocked over the cloisonné brush washer, and ink spilled all over "Discussion" on the table.
"What did you say when you got married?"
Su Zeqi pinched her wrist and pushed her against the wall. His gold-rimmed glasses shone coldly as he said, "I want you to be Mrs. Su, not the Empress Dowager Cixi!"
At this moment, his eyes were full of anger, and the dissatisfaction that had been accumulating in his heart for many years finally broke out.
Chen Mei gasped in pain, but looking at the old man's red eyes, she suddenly remembered the rainy night twenty years ago when he pinched her neck and said viciously, "Try to touch Zhou Rou again."
The scene seemed to be right in front of her, making her feel a little scared.
Su Zeqi suddenly let go of his hand, and Chen Mei slid down the wall and sat on the Persian carpet.
The old man tore off the "Discussion" stained with ink, grabbed the seal and stamped four blood-red words on the waste paper - Su Family's Clan Wife.
Then, he coldly spat out one word: "Get lost."
Chen Mei stared at the ink stains on the carpet, and suddenly remembered that on the day Jiang Man was buried, Su Heng burned the entire manuscript of "Discussion" in front of the tombstone.
The child was only eight years old at the time. The firelight reflected on his porcelain-white face. He said coldly, "Grandma's things are not allowed to be touched by dirty people."
This scene kept replaying in her mind like a movie, making her feel extremely desperate and helpless.
Chen Hao stepped into the Su family's old house and saw that the hall was quiet and there was no one in sight. He only heard faint sobbing sounds coming from his mother's room.
He frowned slightly, feeling a little uneasy, and walked up to the second floor.
He gently pushed the half-open door and it slowly opened.
Chen Mei was still sitting on the edge of the bed with her back to the door, hunched over, looking extremely lonely.
His eyebrows jumped suddenly, and he walked closer with light footsteps. Before he arrived, his voice came over first: "Mom, do you have something to talk to me about?"
When Chen Mei heard the voice, her body trembled slightly, and her shoulders began to shake. She slowly turned around.
Her eyelids were swollen like walnuts, and she said in a hoarse voice: "Hao'er"
As soon as he opened his mouth, a sob welled up in his throat, as if he had a thousand words to say but couldn't find them to speak.
"What's going on?"
Chen Hao's heart tightened, but he didn't dare show it on his face. He just sat down slowly next to his mother.
His eyes were filled with concern as he tried to discern from his mother's expression what had happened.
Chen Mei stretched out her cold hand and gently stroked his cheek. Her eyes were fixed, as if lost in memories. She said, "My son has grown so tall in the blink of an eye."
Her fingers suddenly tightened, and her tone became urgent, "But the Su family won't tolerate us, and they will kill us all sooner or later."
Chen Hao's temples were throbbing. He suppressed his irritation and said, "Mom, you bring this up again."
He knew in his heart that his mother had always been somewhat dissatisfied with the Su family, but his mother was so excited at this moment that he still felt helpless and annoyed.
"Why can't I mention it?"
Chen Mei was like a powder keg that had been lit. She suddenly raised her voice and her emotions instantly got out of control.
She dug her nails into her palms, as if this could ease the resentment in her heart.
"The Su family has a fortune, but the Chen family doesn't have a penny!"
She became more and more excited as she spoke, her chest heaving violently, her eyes burning with anger, "All these years living under someone else's roof, I've been walking on thin ice, on the edge of a knife. Mom, what's in your heart..."
Her voice was trembling, full of resentment and grievance. The repression and frustration she had felt in the Su family for so many years now surged out like a flood.
"enough!"
Chen Hao couldn't bear to listen any longer, and suddenly stood up with a hint of anger on his face.
But just as he stood up, his mother grabbed his sleeve tightly, with such force that it seemed as if he would tear his sleeve apart.
Chen Hao took a deep breath, trying to suppress his inner irritation and trying to make his tone calmer. "Brother has treated us well, why are you so stubborn?"
He looked at his mother who had lost control, and felt helpless and a little annoyed. He felt that his mother was always immersed in such meaningless complaints.
When Chen Mei heard her son's words, her body suddenly froze, as if it were frozen in place.
A strange and bitter smile appeared on her lips. "Are you really not greedy? Su Heng has all the fine clothes and delicious food..."
Before she could finish her words, she suddenly caught sight of her son's face, which was terribly gloomy, like the dark clouds before a storm. She quickly changed her words and said, "Forget it, Mom is just confused by anger."
She knew in her heart that her son didn't want to hear this, and continuing to talk would only make him more unhappy.
Chen Hao stared at his mother's red eyes, which were filled with tears and grievances, and a trace of bitterness rose in his heart.
But he really didn't want to dwell on this topic any longer. After a long while, he forced a smile and said, "I still have things to do at the company. Please take a good rest."
The moment he turned around, he suddenly felt a chill on his back, as if a chill was rising from his spine.
He subconsciously looked back and saw his mother's footsteps as she walked him out the door, so light that they seemed to be floating in the air, without any sound. Her figure looked particularly lonely and desolate.