The Emperor of Hell's Green Plum Pillow She Escaped Again

Chapter 115 Recording



Chapter 115 Recording

Mrs. Zhong Liao Minrou maintained the usual dignity and self-possession of an upper-class lady, but her gentle tone could not conceal her sneer and sarcasm.

"Xu Yanlai, you still have the audacity to praise yourself as a weak and innocent mother who has been deceived and exploited for fifteen years?

Do you dare to say that you didn't ask your biological daughter to get money from the Zhong family to give to you after you found her?! Xu Yanlai, as a mother, how can you be innocent?! "

Xu Yanlai angrily refuted:

"Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs! Liao Minrou, at least I won't harm my own daughter like you did!"

"You deliberately angered Sui Ru in front of me and the entertainment gossip media reporters, and provoked her to feel uneasy."

Then, a recording from a video or TV came into the recording.

A reporter who seemed to be from the entertainment news asked:

"Mrs. Zhong, I heard that the Zhong family has recently welcomed Miss Shuiru, the daughter of a wealthy family. Miss Suiru's wedding to the second son of the Liao family of Changzhuo Technology will also be held in half a month. The Zhong family can be said to have a 'double happiness'."

Liao Minrou responded in a steady tone:

"'Mingzhe will naturally be the perfect son-in-law for our daughter of the Zhong family.'"

The reporter keenly caught something and asked:

"'Mrs. Zhong, are you suggesting that:

The son of the Liao family can only be the husband of the legitimate daughter of the Zhong family? '"

Xu Yanlai stopped recording and continued to accuse:

"You knew that Sui Ru's personality would never tolerate Bai Shui Ru, but you deliberately plotted to kill someone with a borrowed knife! Just because you don't like Bai Shui Ru!!"

Why does Mrs. Zhong hate her own daughter so much?

What is the hidden story behind this?

A recording in the USB flash drive suddenly stopped.

Bai Shuiru breathed a sigh of relief, took off her headphones, unplugged the USB drive and put it in the innermost compartment of her backpack, then closed the laptop and returned it to Hei Huomian.

Hei Huomian also took off his headphones and patted her shoulder gently to comfort her.

Bai Shuiru nodded silently in response, then turned to look out the car window, indifferent to the scenery that was quickly passing by.

Bai Shuiru's silence continued until she returned to Sucong Manor and went upstairs to her bedroom door.

Hei Huo Mian placed her backpack on the stool at the end of the bed and suggested in a gentle voice:

"Take a bath and relax. I'll get you some ice cream..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw a figure flash before him, and his arms felt warm.

Hei Huomian blushed slightly. He stretched out his arms to embrace the little girl who was hugging him tightly, stroked her thick hair, and comforted her in a gentle voice:

"I'm here for you. No matter what happens, I'm here for you."

Almost five minutes later, Bai Shuiru said quietly:

"I didn't expect things to be so tortuous..."

Because she buried her head in his arms, her soft voice seemed to be wrapped in layers of gauze, becoming seven points more dull and vague, as if it was out of reach, and yet it went straight through the chest cavity between the two of them and into their hearts.

"Actually, I'm not Bai Shuiru..."

Hei Huomian heard this and hugged the little girl in his arms even tighter with more heartache, and responded sincerely:

"I only know that you are you. The Shui Ru I know is you, only you, and no one else."

Bai Shuiru turned her head and put her ear to his chest, closing her eyes and listening to the powerful, steady rhythm in his chest, which was perfectly aligned with her own confession:

"In fact, I can see the fate of people all over the world. I sympathize with them but I am helpless. However, no matter how helpless I am, I cannot change it, let alone give any advice. I can only be a bystander."

Hei Huomian took a deep breath, and because the person in his arms moved slightly with the rise and fall of his chest, he felt an immense satisfaction that even his soul was in sync.

"I know you're a kind person."

"The condolence ceremony for Zhong Suiru is scheduled for the day after tomorrow, right?"

"Yes."

Hei Huomian bent down and kissed her plump forehead, then reluctantly held her shoulders and turned her body towards the bathroom.

"Be good, go take a bath."

Hei Huomian kissed the top of her head again, and only left her bedroom when he saw that she obediently walked into the bathroom as he had said.

Bai Shuiru stayed in the bathtub for more than half an hour before she put on her bathrobe and walked out of the bathroom. From a distance, she saw the sumptuous lunch placed on the small table.

Each dish was presented in the style of a cute Q-version animal, and my favorite white double-petaled platycodon was pressed with a light green handwritten small card:

“There is no need to pray for sunshine or rain. Even the darker the night, the brighter and more beautiful it is.”

Bai Shuiru silently recited the card, picked up the Platycodon grandiflorum, closed her eyes and sniffed it.

The fragrance of the flowers permeated her heart, and although it was faint, it inexplicably spread a layer of light pink on her cheeks.

I don’t know why, but Huo Mian’s embrace always makes me feel safe.

That sense of familiarity and security that no one else can achieve, and even an inexplicable sense of satisfaction, seems to have accompanied me a long, long time ago.

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