Just because the voice on her phone sounded strange, he drove to Yunting Community. As a result, no one was in the house. The neighbor told him that the mother and daughter were admitted to the hospital, so he hurried over again.
Along the way, even the VIP ward was found out.
What's wrong with me
Tang Yi glanced at Zhao Chuning and said only two words, "Just passing by."
"..." Zhao Chuning was speechless. Such a reason was really hard to accept: "Tang Yi, I'm not an idiot."
Tang Yi put one hand in his pocket and found a very suitable excuse, "When Mimi came to my place, her eyes were swollen like walnuts from crying, so I came to ask you about the situation."
Sure enough, it wasn’t because of me.
She had never held such hope, but she still felt a little lost in her heart.
In Tang Yi's world, probably the only one who can be treated differently is his daughter.
However, now she was more certain of one thing—Mimi really kept her mouth shut and never told him anything.
She regained her composure, suppressed the inexplicable emotions in her heart, and asked calmly, "Where's Mimi? Did he come with you?"
"So you still remember her. I thought you didn't want her anymore."
"How could I not want her?" Zhao Chuning felt even more bitter when she mentioned the child, but she tried her best to hide it in front of Tang Yi. After looking at him, she lowered her eyes and said, "She is the apple of my eye, the fruit of my pregnancy. How could I not want her?"
"In that case, why did you let her run away alone? If she didn't remember my number, if Schumann hadn't answered her call in time, if something unexpected happened on the way, what would be the consequences in the end? Have you thought about it?" Tang Yi didn't come here to blame him tonight, but he still felt a little scared when he thought about the child running away to find him alone.
How could Zhao Chuning feel good
She was speechless after being questioned by Tang Yi several times.
Tang Yi looked at Zhao Chuning in front of him. Facing his questioning, she did not refute, but stood there with a repentant attitude like a child who had done something wrong.
She was wearing only a pair of slippers, with her clean ankles exposed, already blue from the cold.
He had been feeling angry in his chest, but now, for no apparent reason, it had disappeared, replaced by an indescribable dull pain.
He raised his thin lips and said, "I'll take you back."
"Um?"
Tang Yi didn't care whether she understood or not, he just grabbed her wrist and pulled her out. Zhao Chuning came to her senses and struggled, "Tang Yi, wait a minute. My mother is still in the hospital!"
"The old lady is asleep now, so there's no point in you staying here. I'll take you over later."
"I can't leave. I'm worried." Zhao Chuning tried to pry Tang Yi's hand away.
But how could Tang Yi let her struggle? While she was trying to break his hands, he turned around and directly picked her up horizontally. She struggled subconsciously and almost kicked the slippers off her feet.
Tang Yi looked down at her and said, "You want to freeze to death here dressed like this?"
Zhao Chuning lay in Tang Yi's arms. Through the warm sweater, she could hear his strong heartbeat. His body was burning hot, and the heat seemed to be able to pass through all the fabrics and surround her. She tightened her hand on his shoulder a few inches, and then finally loosened it.
In the end, she just lay silently in his arms.
She found that she was hopeless. She had repeatedly promised her mother to stay away from him, but as soon as he approached her, she could not help but surrender.
Isn’t it embarrassing enough because of your own identity
No.
It was the man in front of her, always so close yet so far away. When she wanted to let go, he would suddenly move closer; when she wanted more, he would suddenly withdraw his hand and leave.
Her heart was pulled closer, pushed further away, and then pulled closer again, over and over again.
This is a thousand times more cruel than the ruthlessness from the beginning to the end.
——
The heating in the car was on high.
Zhao Chuning's cold body felt a little better. She occasionally glanced at the man beside her. He held the steering wheel with one hand and pressed the other hand lazily on the car window. The light and shadow passed over his face, and that face was always stunning.
"How about you put Mimi's schoolbag and textbooks in the car for a while. I'll be in the hospital tomorrow morning and I'm afraid I won't be able to take her to school in time."
Tang Yi glanced at her sideways. Her face showed deep fatigue. He felt his heart tighten as he looked at her.
"talk later."
Zhao Chuning didn't say anything else.
"What's going on between you and Mimi?" he asked.
"Mimi didn't tell you?"
"She won't say anything."
Zhao Chuning was obviously relieved. "It's okay, actually. It's just... maybe her grandmother was mad. I said a few harsh words and made her sad."
Tang Yi didn't know whether he believed it or not, he just nodded to show that he understood.
The car drove all the way to Yunting Community, and Zhao Chuning took off his seat belt. "Thank you. It's getting late, so I won't ask you to get in."
As she spoke, she opened the car door and got out without waiting for Tang Yi to say anything. At this moment, the neighborhood was already very quiet, and she walked into the apartment building alone with her arms folded.
After entering the elevator and about to close the door, a big hand reached in and blocked it. Zhao Chuning looked up and saw Tang Yi standing in front of her with a dark face.
"you… "
"I'll go up with you."
"Now it was late."
"I have a sense of time, you don't need to remind me." Tang Yi pressed the floor number smoothly.
Zhao Chuning was speechless.
Tang Yi followed her upstairs and she took the key to open the door.
"You sit for a while and watch TV by yourself. I'll go clean up." Zhao Chuning put down the key, went into the bedroom and ignored him.
Tang Yi sat on the sofa, his arms folded, and squinted his eyes to look around the house.
The room was very small. The presidential suite in the hotel where he stayed was bigger than her house. It was hard to imagine how she could live there with her mother and little Yimi.
His eyes drifted from the living room to the open kitchen. It turned out that this was where she and her child lived.
On the coffee table in the living room were children's fairy tales and toys, as well as some of her work materials.
He took a copy of her work materials and took a look. She was as careful as ever about her work. Although she was only working in a small company, her materials were still written meticulously.
After all, they were in the same industry, and perhaps it involved commercial secrets. Out of professional ethics, Tang Yi did not read on. He put the materials aside and picked up a fairy tale book to read.
After he left the Tang family with his mother when he was a child, he knew that there were no fairy tales in this world.
In his childhood, there was no gentle woman who read fairy tales to him. He flipped through the books casually, and her gentle but emotional voice that night seemed to ring in his ears again. It was soft and beautiful, like the willow catkins floating in the spring, gently swaying, and creating circles of deep or shallow ripples in the lake of his heart.
Tomorrow is the 1st, and I will update 10,000 words. Oh, you guys can finally stop urging me for now! The monthly tickets will be doubled this week~~Xia Mua!