deep invasion

In the early morning of winter, the snow on the window coffin has not been swept away, and it shrinks little by little under the sun until it disappears.

Looking at the busy traffic outside the window, Gu Jing heard the sound of the bottom of the cup touching the glass coffee table, turned her gaze back, and frowned slightly when she saw the cup of black unknown liquid with white gas floating on the table.

"Can I refuse to drink it?"

The glass was brought to the front, Gu Jing glanced at the person holding the glass, took it reluctantly, raised her head, and drank it down.

It was really too bitter, the tongue was completely paralyzed by the bitterness of the traditional Chinese medicine, and even the throat was faintly nauseated, when Gu Jing was about to speak, the cup in his hand was taken away.A piece of sugar was stuffed into those half-closed lips, and the sweetness of the matcha sugar relieved the bitterness a bit.

Han Huan threw away the candy wrapper in his hand, put the cup away, and sat opposite Gu Jing.

Zheng Pei was sitting on this chair ten minutes ago.

"Zheng Pei came to you for..." Han Huan didn't continue to ask as if he had guessed something.

"For her own sake." Gu Jing pushed the kraft paper bag on the table to the other side, and watched Han Huan pick it up with a smile, the taste of matcha lingering on her lips and teeth.

"I've been wanting to chat with her these few days in Beijing. I asked my little uncle to bring her here yesterday. I didn't expect that she would come with you today."

Opening the kraft paper bag, Han Huan found a conclusion sheet from several X-ray examinations and CT scans. Looking at the words on the sheet, his eyes became serious.

"That's why she came to me. Zheng Pei found out the recurrence of gastric cancer a year ago. The cancer cells have metastasized to distant places, and surgery is impossible. If chemotherapy is used, the effective rate is less than 20.00%," Gu Jing supported She rubbed her head with her index finger and gently rubbed her temples. She closed her eyes as if resting her mind and continued, "The recurrence of cancer is like winning the lottery. She may not survive the next winter."

There was a bit of pity and a bit of sigh in the tone, the joy of reunion disappeared at this moment.

Han Huan put down the list in his hand, pursed his lips, and asked again after a long silence, "She came to you, isn't it because of lack of money?"

Gu Jing shook her head lightly, "She is for Zeng Cheng."

Han Huan poured two glasses of water, handed over one, watched the person in the wheelchair take it calmly, and gracefully blew away the milky white froth on the top.

"Zeng Cheng confessed to Zheng Pei at the beginning of March last year, but Zheng Pei refused. At that time, she had already found out the recurrence, but she didn't tell the truth, and instead used me as a shield."

Suddenly there was a strange smile in Gu Jing's eyes, and she continued to say, "On the night when Zeng Cheng confessed to Zheng Pei, I asked Zheng Pei out to have dinner with the people from the procuratorate. I drank some wine on the way, and Zeng Cheng took me out first. I sent it back to the apartment, and I plan to send Zheng Pei back as well."

The Adam's apple rolled, and he took a sip of the tea. Han Huan's temple twitched inexplicably from the opposite gaze.

"Ah Huan," Gu Jing put down the hand that was holding his head, his gaze like a poisonous snake tightly entangled the eyes of the person in front of him, and he looked at Han Huan for a few seconds and said leisurely:

"Zheng Pei said that after she rejected Zeng Cheng's confession, she walked out of the car door and saw you sitting in another car not far from her. And on that day, the wooden sign I gave you Gone too."

Gu Jing nodded slightly, looking straight ahead with a vague smile in her eyes, "Tell me, why did my memory completely disappear from the moment I entered the apartment door that night?"

Looking at each other, Han Huan coughed lightly at the unavoidable question.

"You've been smoking again since last year, haven't you?"

What is this answer?

Gu Jing was taken aback for a moment, a smile broke out on her delicate face like a marble sculpture.

Forget it, let some things be secrets forever.

"You said she was pleading for Zeng Cheng?"

Gu Jing nodded, "He Chong should have told you about the car accident this time in England. Although my uncle took over temporarily during the few days when I was in a coma, the Gu family also lost a lot. Although Zeng Cheng didn't get anything out of it, but He is always the cause of the car accident, and the Gu family can't let him go."

"What about you?" Han Huancai asked after a moment of silence.

Five years of friendship, before saying goodbye, was swallowed up in that tragic car accident forever and ever.

Gu Jing answered with an unusually calm voice.

"For the Gu family, my will is not important."

Holding the hot tea in his hand, the fragrance filled his nose, but Gu Jing's ears echoed that night more than half a month ago. The last sound he heard before he fell into a coma was the constant sound of wind in the mountains and forests.

"Everyone has desires, and I don't hate him."

"But you chose to hand him over to Mr. Duan." Han Huan watched as the beautiful pupils were steaming up in the heat, as if they were filled with water.

Sighing lightly, Gu Jing leaned over and put the cup in his hand on the coffee table, a simple movement, but it seemed a little strange because he was sitting in a wheelchair.He stared at a corner of the coffee table, his tone flat.

"The Zeng family is a family of merchants. A few years ago, Zeng Cheng used me to do a few business deals with my uncle. Although these business deals were not particularly large, they were somewhat shady. The Gu family is in politics, and it's a bit difficult to get started. How about Let the little uncle make this big family collapse first through financial attacks. Once the Zeng family collapses first, the political influence of Zeng Cheng's uncle will also weaken a lot."

"The Duan family has helped the Gu family a lot economically, and Duan's company is abroad, helping the Gu family to do things that cannot be done in China."

"And you asked Mr. Duan to come back this time. You originally planned to let Mr. Duan attack the Gu family's rival Wang family financially after taking away Gu Yu and Mrs. Gu's power in the Gu family. But I didn't expect Zeng Chu and He Chong's matter……"

The analysis came to an abrupt end, and Han Huan accepted Mr. Gu's scrutiny with great interest in doubt, and finally got "relief" after more than ten seconds.

Gu Jing turned her face away and laughed out loud.

"I really didn't expect that, Ah Huan, you know these things without a teacher."

How can there be no teacher?

Aren't you always by my side?

Han Huan couldn't help but also laughed in a low voice. He usually laughed too little, and when he smiled, the people at the door were shocked in an instant.

With her hand still on the doorknob, Zheng Pei looked at the two smiling and looking at each other from a distance, her expression unconsciously changed.