Chu Jiao's "abusive" words made Chu Jianfeng look ugly. He slapped the table hard, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Chu Jiao replied lightly, "I have never been so clear."

Chu Jianfeng took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said, "If you move out, the Chu family will not provide you with any life help from now on."

Hearing this, Chu Jiao's sarcastic smile became heavier, "Even now, what help have you given me?"

Faced with this problem, Chu Jiao can be regarded as having a clear conscience.

Since she went to college, she never asked her family for a penny. Although her mother would occasionally mention this matter, Chu Jiao never received it on the grounds that she had enough money. Her so-called father never asked about it, nor did she take the initiative to send her a sum of money.

After Chu Jiao said that, she stood up and said, "You eat slowly, I'll go up first."

She didn't want to continue sitting here anymore, nor did she want to say another word to this so-called father.

So no matter what Chu Jianfeng shouted behind her, Chu Jiao pretended that she didn't hear it.

After returning to the room, Chu Jiao simply packed some luggage.

There were actually not many things to bring, so Chu Jiao started preparing very early.

Because the idea of ​​leaving the Chu family is not the first day for Chu Jiao, but she used to fantasize that she had a common family with Xie Yu, but now she is going to live alone.

But this is also good. She is more comfortable and can have more time and energy to fully devote herself to doing her own things. She hasn't written a complete long script for a long time.

For a qualified screenwriter, life and experience are always the source of inspiration for creation.

After experiencing this, Chu Jiao felt that in a sense, she had grown up, and it was time to use her state and energy during this period to prepare for creating new works.

Chu Jiao sat cross-legged on the bed, put her laptop on her legs, and typing her hands on the keyboard from time to time, recording some of her own bits and pieces of inspiration.

I don’t know how long it has passed, but the knock on the door sounded.

Chu Jiao looked up at the door, opened her mouth, but didn't say anything.

Until Su Ling's voice sounded outside the door, "Jiaojiao, are you asleep? Can mom come in?"

Chu Jiao closed her laptop and put it aside, then said, "Come in."

Su Ling pushed the door and walked in. She had not taken off her makeup on her face yet, but she looked a little haggard.

Su Ling sat next to Chu Jiao, "I just heard your dad say you are moving out, are you?"

"Yes." Chu Jiao responded, lowered her eyes and said lightly: "It's useless for you to persuade me. I won't get married."

Su Ling's hand gently placed on Chu Jiao's hand, and her voice became even gentler. "Mom is not going to persuade you. Xie Yu's child has done such a thing. If you ask you to marry him, you will not be happy."

Chu Jiao was slightly stunned. She couldn't believe that this was what her mother said.

The mother in my impression is a woman who is so weak that she is even unintentional. She has always been whatever her father says.

Su Ling also showed a look of loss in her eyes, "How could your father think so much? It is best for him to bring benefits to the company. But my mother knows how important marriage is to a woman. If you marry someone who doesn't love you, it's just torture. Your father is going to the company for a meeting at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. You can come down first and have breakfast and don't have a head-on conflict with him. You can leave when he goes to the company, okay?"

"Okay." Chu Jiao nodded, looked at her mother again, with some desire to speak but stopping.

But in the end, she chose to say nothing and ask nothing.

Su Ling put a card in Chu Jiao's hand, "There are some of my mother's savings here. You can use it first. If it is not enough, then tell me."

Chu Jiao looked at the card in her hand, wanting to refuse but didn't know what to say.

Su Ling stood up, "It's getting late, you can rest early and have a good night's sleep."

Chu Jiao responded, but she had been sleeping for an afternoon, and she was really not sleepy at all now.

She glanced at her phone and it was eleven fifty-nine.

Chu Jiao's eyes fell on the phone screen and did not leave. She closed her eyes the second time jumped to twelve o'clock.

Her heart was at his birthday party ten years ago.

And now, letting everything end in the same place, maybe she can deceive herself when nothing has happened.

Xie Yu, happy birthday.

All emotions, whether love or hate, end here.

And at this moment, at twelve o'clock, the Xie family.

Song Meiruo's face was full of worry, "You have been kneeling for so long, don't you feel sorry for it at all? Also, did you hit him just too much? After all, it was your biological child..."

"It is because you are a biological child that you have to discipline yourself!" Xie Qinian frowned and interrupted his wife, "It is because you have spoiled him too much since you were a child. Otherwise, will he have the courage to do something like escaping marriage? Are you still sure that we will compromise? If you don't manage it well now, what should I do in the future? Our Xie family is only one son. What should you do in the future if you ask the Xie family? Can I leave such a big company to him with confidence?"

Xie Qinian's words made Song Meiruo unable to refute at all. She pursed her lips, "Then what do you think we should do."

"You don't interfere, the best way." After Xie Qinian finished speaking, he got up and walked upstairs, leaving only one sentence, "I'll go see him, go to bed early, don't lie on the door and eavesdrop on the eavesdrop."

Song Meiruo's face looked a little ugly, but she had to respond and returned to the room.

In the study, Xie Yu's legs were a little sore and numb. He knew that his father's study was not monitored and could get up and rest for a while, but he didn't know what he thought, but he kept kneeling honestly until now.

To be honest, Xie Yu felt it was a bit incredible, but he didn't understand the reason.

The remaining battery life of the phone was not much, and Xie Yu was too lazy to play, so he looked up at the furnishings in the study to pass the time.

Soon his eyes fell on the wall clock.

It's twelve o'clock.

Today is his birthday. In previous years, I must have gone out with my friends to have fun all night.

This year is different. So many messy things are piled up together, and I have to kneel in the study on my birthday.

Fortunately, no outsiders knew about it, otherwise he would have lost all his face.

And suddenly, the door of the study room was opened.

Xie Yu looked over with some expectations, but soon he changed into unconcealed disappointment.

Xie Qinian walked in with a cold face. He could see through what Xie Yu was thinking at a glance and said, "Stop looking, your mother has gone to bed."

"Oh." Xie Yu replied weakly.

Xie Qinian stood in front of him and asked, "Have you figured out something after kneeling for so long?"

"Your floor tiles are good." Xie Yu said, then reached out to pat it and said seriously: "Listen to this sound, it's loud! It must be the best..."

Before Xie Yu finished speaking, he hit him hard on the back with a stick. Xie Qinian picked up the mahogany crutch used to beat him again.

Xie Yu immediately became quiet.

Xie Qinian put the crutch on the desk, "I still have the strength to say this, but it doesn't seem serious. I won't have to get up tonight."

Xie Yu didn't say anything, and he had thought about it for a long time, so it could not end so easily.

Xie Qinian said again: "In a few days, your mother and I will take you to the door in person to apologize to Chu Jiao."

"Yes." Xie Yu nodded and asked thoughtfully, "Do you want me to kneel down for her?"

Xie Qinian picked up the crutch.

Xie Yu covered his mouth and shook his head suddenly, "I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore!"

early morning.

Xie Yu opened his eyes and realized that he had been lying on the ground and slept all night.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps sounded at the door.

Xie Yu's hand was on the ground and wanted to get up and kneel first, but found that his legs were stiff and difficult to move because they had maintained this position for too long.

It was just a simple move to stand up, but Xie Yu spent nearly half an hour.

Xie Yu stood barely while holding the wall and moved his legs a little. The soreness and stiffness were the most intuitive feelings.

And without hesitation, he knelt on the ground again.

About two hours later, the door of the study room was pushed open.

Xie Yu looked up and saw that the person standing outside the door was his mother.

When Song Meiruo saw her son like this, she couldn't help feeling distressed. She hurriedly walked in and wanted to help Xie Yu, "Your dad is going to the company, get up first."

Xie Yu broke free from his mother's hand and smiled carelessly, "It's okay, just kneel down."

Song Meiruo handed a courier box in his hand to Xie Yu, "Your courier and sender still have no name as before."

Xie Yu put the express box next to him and did not rush to dismantle it. Instead, he said, "Mom, you go out first."

Seeing that Xie Yu could not persuade him, Song Meiruo had to retreat, "Then mom would go and get you some food, which would always be bad for your health."

Xie Yu was really helpless, "No need, you go out. If my dad comes back later, he will lose his temper again if he sees it."

After much persuasion, Xie Yu finally persuaded his mother to go out, and then he let out a sigh of relief.

Compared to food and water, he was still more interested in the express delivery in front of him.

This express delivery is a very special thing for Xie Yu. He will receive his birthday every year, and the sender column is always anonymous. Even in the years when Xie Yu went abroad, this gift has never stopped.

Xie Yu also wanted to investigate the identity of the person who gave the gift, but he didn't find the answer several times. Over time, he gave up.

But Xie Yu always has some curiosity and expectations for this gift. Because every year, compared to the expensive gifts given by others, the things contained in this anonymous express are always the most suitable for his wishes.

Xie Yu took out a car key, directly cut the tape on the express box, and opened it directly.
To be continued...