Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

Cheng Mu got up early, and after taking a shower, he saved yesterday's video from his phone.

He looked at his glasses: "Are you there?"

--Ok.

Cheng Mu clicked on the video on the phone and looked in the mirror.

In the video, Qu An knelt on one knee by the bed, a little distance away from Cheng Mu, his eyes focused on him.

"Brother...I like you, I like you since the first time I saw you. But you seem to hate me..."

Qu An's voice was low and dumb, with a little restraint.

Qu An wanted to do something later, but was interrupted by Cheng's father and his mother who came back suddenly, and hurriedly left the room.

Cheng Mu thought those words were harsh, and threw down the phone boredly: "It's recorded, then what?"

——Show it to your dad.

Cheng Mu couldn't believe it: "What?"

——Show it to your dad.

"Am I crazy?" Chu Zheng asked him to record a video or recording of Qu An's confession to him. He thought she just wanted to threaten Qu An with this, but he didn't expect that she would let him show his dad.

——I have investigated, your father is very disgusted with this matter, your father will help you solve Qu An.

"He?" Cheng Mu put his leg on the edge of the table, pulled out a pack of snacks and strayed away. After two mouthfuls, he muffled and said, "I'm afraid he is trying to solve me."

--Trust me.

Cheng Mu looked at the three words, eating snacks in silence, his face changed.

"Don't you think this matter is... what?" Cheng Mu suffocated a word.

——When you are incapable, the smart choice is to use the power around you reasonably.

——That is your dad.

Qu An is not his biological son, even if he acts like him, knowing that he has feelings for his biological son that shouldn't be, he will not tolerate it.

After Cheng Mu finished eating the food in the drawer, he couldn't figure out anything, so he could only open the last lollipop and stuff it in his mouth.

Chu Zheng didn't urge him, let him think for himself.

Finally, Cheng Mu took the phone and went out.

-

Cheng Mu returned to the room at night, with a gloomy expression, and sat on the ground in a daze.

--what happened?

"I showed him."

——How did he react?

"No reaction, just let me not say anything." Cheng Mu smiled: "Look, you are wrong, his son is not as important as other people's sons."

——You are very important to me.

Cheng Mu stared at the words. After a while, he got up and walked to the mirror, with his palm on the table, leaning forward slightly: "Then you lie to me."

——What did you lie to?

Cheng Mu gritted his teeth: "You can always see me, why lie to me and not see it after 11 o'clock?!"

Thanks to his caution, even after eleven o'clock, he didn't mess around again.

——……

Although Chuzheng expected the car to overturn, he did not expect it to be so fast.

A little flustered inside.

What makes Chu Zheng even more depressed is that she didn't see anything, this is even worse, OK!

"Nothing to say, right?" Cheng Mu sneered: "Are you kidding me for fun?"

——I'm afraid you will have a psychological burden.

Chuzheng started talking nonsense.

Cheng Mu: "..." Are you still feeling good for me? I also want to thank you!

——I also need to sleep, how can I have so much time to see you.

Cheng Mu: "..."

Is this an invisible question?

"Don't confuse the subject!" Cheng Mu was almost taken crooked: "Now it's you who lied to me."

--What do you want?

I've cheated, and I won't go back in time.

Cheng Mu: "..."

What does he want to do?

Is this tone still his fault?

Obviously she lied to him first.

Did she not realize that she was wrong?

Cheng Mu was very angry and walked back and forth in the room twice. In the end, he probably felt that he was at odds with Chu Zheng and went straight out of the room.

-

In 2029.

Chu Zheng propped his chin and looked at the empty room without knowing what he was thinking.

It wasn't until the picture in the mirror disappeared that Chu Zheng retracted his sight and continued to paint.

[...] Convinced.

The good guy cards are so angry that you still have the mood to draw! What is the difference between you and a scumbag!

The King can't stand it anymore.

"Then what should I do? I can't reach him again." Chu Zheng's tone was calm.

【……】

Scumbag! No, scum girl!

The King couldn't stand it, and sent Chuzheng a mission, which needs to be cultivated by the prodigal!

Chu Zheng: "..."

-

"Xiaochu, what did you buy?" Yu Mu looked at Chuzheng with a big bag strangely. "By the way, the lipstick in the box in your house...Why are there so many ATC?"

When Yu mother was cleaning the room, she was shocked to see so many lipstick tubes.

Very few can use a lipstick to the end.

But she saw an empty tube in a box!

Did her daughter eat the lipstick?

"Send you." Chu Zheng handed the big bag to Yu Mu, and said casually: "I have painted, unzip it."

"what?"

Mother Yu watched Chu Zheng back to the room dumbfounded.

Painting? Use lipstick?

But thinking of the two words behind Chuzheng, Yu's mother suppressed curiosity again. Since that incident, the girl is a bit strange...

It must be too much psychological pressure.

Ok!

Yu mother opened the bag and took a look, and after a while, went to knock on Chuzheng's door.

"Xiaochu, are you high imitations of this thing?"

Chu Zheng: "..."

Chuzheng can only say that she won a prize in a design competition, and she took a lot of money to decompress it.

Yu mother was dubious.

Chu Zheng said with a serious face that this was the case, and Mother Yu had to leave the room suspiciously, and waited for Father Yu to come back and held a meal to discuss.

Chu Zheng sighed in the room.

Chuzheng habitually glanced at the mirror, but was stunned by this look. The mirror was completely dark.

Chu Zheng: "???"

What do you mean?

Black screen?

Obviously not. Chuzheng could hear the movement in the room over there, but couldn't see it.

and so……

Cheng Mu sealed the mirror?

Chu Zheng: "..."

Cheng Mu closed the mirror until noon the next day. He was wearing a loose sweater, taking off the black cloth covering the mirror while looking at the words on the mirror.

——What do you mean?

Just five words.

I don't know when it was written.

"I need private space." Cheng Mu threw the black cloth aside, without asking if Chu Zheng was there, he directly replied: "You can always see over there, which makes me very uncomfortable."

——Then why don’t you change rooms?

Cheng Mu was taken aback.

After a while, he became angry and became angry: "This is my room, why should I change it!"

--Oh.

"What are you? Don't think I didn't change rooms because of you!"

——I didn't think so.

"..."

Cheng Mu hung up the black cloth again angrily and walked back and forth several times in the room.

Finally couldn't help but lift the mirror to take a look.

--Are you on vacations?

"none of your business."

Chuzheng didn't care, and continued to ask.

——Will you go out during the New Year?

Cheng Mu's expression sank, and he put down the black cloth and nothing happened.

Chuzheng thought that he couldn't see it again, so he went to do his own thing. When Cheng Mu couldn't help but open it up, he found that there were no words on it, and his expression was blank. Finally, he gave a cold snort and stopped speaking.