"Mom, why are you panicking? Is it such a terrible thing for me to discover your secret?" Su Wanqing's voice was cold, and she bent down to help Su Jiuge pick up the script booklet scattered on the floor.
Su Jiuge's breathing was a little rapid and his body was tense.
"Don't be afraid, you are my mother, and I will not plot against you like you plotted against me." Su Wanqing's eyes flashed with a hint of sadness.
"You can send me to my stepfather's bed for revenge, but I won't go to Luo Mingxuan to expose you just for quick pleasure, don't worry."
After saying these words, her heart was full of exhaustion, and the sour feeling in her nose stimulated her tear ducts. It took a lot of effort to suppress it.
"Wan Qing, I'm sorry..." Su Jiuge's voice was very small and weak, not like her usual self.
Su Wanqing shook her head, looked at Su Jiuge, and asked: "I have only one question, why do you want to hypnotize me? Who did it?"
"Hypnosis..." Su Jiuge's face turned even paler, and he turned away uncomfortably, "You have never been hypnotized."
"You still want to lie to me!" Su Wanqing's inexplicable atmosphere turned Su Jiuge's face, and his voice rose several decibels, "Both my third uncle and Huang said that my childhood memories were tampered with.
It is most likely that it was forcibly blocked by hypnosis."
Su Jiuge gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't do it. I don't know anything."
Su Wanqing's chest rose and fell violently. It took a long time before she suppressed the surging anger and calmed down a little.
"Okay, then tell me, where is that thing?"
"That thing?" Su Jiuge's face turned pale, and even his lips began to tremble, "I don't know, I don't know anything..."
"Mom!" Su Wanqing had a hunch that she must know something.
"Don't ask me, don't ask me..." Su Jiuge covered his head, covered his temples, and slowly squatted down, with a faint cry in his voice, "I only know that that thing - killed
Your father."
Su Wanqing was stunned——
That thing killed her biological father? What does that mean?
Didn’t Uncle Qi say that, to a certain extent, it was Jiuzi who killed her biological father?
"I don't know, I don't know anything... Wuwuwu... If he hadn't insisted on refusing to say anything, he wouldn't have died... If he hadn't insisted on guarding that thing, how could he have been tortured to death...
Wuwuwu..."
Su Jiuge kept crying, and the more he cried, the harder he cried. The makeup on his face was stained by tears, and the eyeliner was smeared along his lower eyelids, making him look like a slim living ghost.
Su Wanqing was silent. She couldn't ask any more questions.
She slowly knelt down and patted Su Jiuge's back. She suddenly felt that her mother's life was very hard. She was swallowed up by hatred and was burdened with so many secrets. A woman had been walking on a tightrope for more than ten years.
After a while, Chu Zihan also came over, squatted down, held Su Jiuge in his arms, and looked at Su Wanqing with a hint of reproach in his eyes.
"Wan Qing, since my father's accident, Aunt Jiuzi has been taking care of me. Subconsciously, I have regarded her as my mother, so please don't embarrass her, okay?"
Chu Zihan has always called Su Jiuge "Sister Su" in front of outsiders. This is the first time she has heard him call "Aunt Jiuzi". Obviously, Chu Zihan is also one of the insiders. "Mom, why are you panicking?
?Is it such a terrible thing for me to discover your secret?" Su Wanqing's voice was cold, and she bent down to help Su Jiuge pick up the script booklet scattered on the floor.
Su Jiuge's breathing was a little rapid and his body was tense.
"Don't be afraid, you are my mother, and I will not plot against you like you plotted against me." Su Wanqing's eyes flashed with a hint of sadness.
"You can send me to my stepfather's bed for revenge, but I won't go to Luo Mingxuan to expose you just for quick pleasure, don't worry."
After saying these words, her heart was full of exhaustion, and the sour feeling in her nose stimulated her tear ducts. It took a lot of effort to suppress it.
"Wan Qing, I'm sorry..." Su Jiuge's voice was very small and weak, not like her usual self.
Su Wanqing shook her head, looked at Su Jiuge, and asked: "I have only one question, why do you want to hypnotize me? Who did it?"
"Hypnosis..." Su Jiuge's face turned even paler, and he turned away uncomfortably, "You have never been hypnotized."
"You still want to lie to me!" Su Wanqing's inexplicable atmosphere turned Su Jiuge's face, and his voice rose several decibels, "Both my third uncle and Huang said that my childhood memories were tampered with.
It is most likely that it was forcibly blocked by hypnosis."
Su Jiuge gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't do it. I don't know anything."
Su Wanqing's chest rose and fell violently. It took a long time before she suppressed the surging anger and calmed down a little.
"Okay, then tell me, where is that thing?"
"That thing?" Su Jiuge's face turned pale, and even his lips began to tremble, "I don't know, I don't know anything..."
"Mom!" Su Wanqing had a hunch that she must know something.
"Don't ask me, don't ask me..." Su Jiuge covered his head, covered his temples, and slowly squatted down, with a faint cry in his voice, "I only know that that thing - killed
Your father."
Su Wanqing was stunned——
That thing killed her biological father? What does that mean?
Didn’t Uncle Qi say that, to a certain extent, it was Jiuzi who killed her biological father?
"I don't know, I don't know anything... Wuwuwu... If he hadn't insisted on refusing to say anything, he wouldn't have died... If he hadn't insisted on guarding that thing, how could he have been tortured to death...
Wuwuwu..."
Su Jiuge kept crying, and the more he cried, the harder he cried. The makeup on his face was stained by tears, and the eyeliner was smeared along his lower eyelids, making him look like a slim living ghost.
Su Wanqing was silent. She couldn't ask any more questions.
She slowly knelt down and patted Su Jiuge's back. She suddenly felt that her mother's life was very hard. She was swallowed up by hatred and was burdened with so many secrets. A woman had been walking on a tightrope for more than ten years.
After a while, Chu Zihan also came over, squatted down, held Su Jiuge in his arms, and looked at Su Wanqing with a hint of reproach in his eyes.
"Wan Qing, since my father's accident, Aunt Jiuzi has been taking care of me. Subconsciously, I have regarded her as my mother, so please don't embarrass her, okay?"
Chu Zihan had always called Su Jiuge "Sister Su" in front of outsiders. This was the first time she heard him call "Aunt Jiuzi". Obviously, Chu Zihan was also one of the insiders.