The splendid hotel lobby, winding staircases, crystal-clear chandeliers, polite waiters in uniforms, and several highly qualified and dignified women sitting on the leather sofas in the lobby on the first floor are all for the so-called

High-class young ladies chosen by men from "high society"

Seeing Cheng Fei come in, some of them's eyes immediately lit up, and they were about to stand up and come over to greet him. However, when they saw that there was a petite woman behind him, they had no choice but to sit down with a trace of disdain on their lips.

Cheng Fei has rented a suite on the upper floors of this hotel for a long time. When he doesn't want to go home, he occasionally spends the night here. Le Wenyu is right. Cheng Yinuo has been a little dissatisfied with him recently, and Cheng Fei is too lazy to show up in front of his old man.

Annoying, moves out spontaneously, rarely comes home

Qiao Chuxia still remembered the unopened yogurt machine she had just bought. She was dragged in from the parking lot by Cheng Fei angrily, and her wrists were already red from being dragged.

As soon as she raised her head, she met the eyes of those women. The communication between women sometimes lasted only a moment. She naturally saw through the obvious jealousy and contempt, and anger suddenly filled her chest: Cheng Fei, you have not been here twice before.

Public places embarrass me!

Helplessly, there were other guests in the elevator car. Cheng Fei was sure that she would not embarrass him in public, and smiled at her eyes that were burning with anger.

She looked at him for a moment, then lowered her head first, watching the people around her walk out on different floors, and the elevator door closed again and again.

In the end, just as Cheng Fei expected, only the two of them were left.

Qiao Chuxia took a step back until her back touched the cold wall. Then she raised her eyes again, clenched her fists and said sternly: "Cheng Fei, I know you hate me. I broke your secret before.

I even cracked your head open, do you want to kill me?"

Thinking that she might be taken to a closed room, brutally killed, or even divided into several pieces, and then someone would find her and call the police a few days later, or she might simply disappear into the city without a trace, Qiao

Chu Xia suddenly shuddered, and his mind was filled with bloody and violent images that flashed by.

When that time comes, who can avenge himself? I’m afraid no one can

Cheng Fei slightly looked at her with disdain. Just as he was about to speak, there was a "ding" and their floor had arrived. He naturally took her hand and strode out.

The floor of the room was covered with Qiao Chuxia's favorite handmade carpet. The woolen fabric from Iran and full of ancient Persian style almost made her forget to take off her shoes. She imagined countless times that she would step on it carefully with bare feet. But now

she can't do it

Soft touch, simple pattern, made of 100% silk, and a price that makes ordinary people want to faint after reading it.

Cheng Fei didn't stop her, turned around and changed into loose pajamas. He opened the wine cabinet with his upper body bare and rummaged through it while asking, "What can I drink?"

Qiao Chuxia just changed into slippers, taking every step with joy and restraint, as if walking on a single-plank bridge. Cheng Fei was stunned by this look, and unconsciously muttered: "Why are you so petty!"

He shook his head, Qiao Chuxia, you shouldn't be like this

He knew that she had lived in a slum-like alley for eight years. The eight years in this child's world had almost completely affected her values.

When he knew that she was actually the same kind of person as him, he almost felt a sense of relief and unexpected joy. As for why he was relieved, he couldn't explain clearly. It seemed that such an identity could make him be with her as a matter of course.

, without needing to explain or prove to anyone

She sweated slightly, pushed up all the bangs in front of her forehead, revealing her plump and smooth forehead, and shook her head at him.

When he looked at her, he remembered the old saying in the past. The old people said that a person's forehead represents one's life experience and character, and the relationship comes from the heart.

Sure enough, such a girl cannot be born into a family like Le Hui. Cheng Fei sighed secretly, mixed himself a glass of wine, and drank it.

Today, Cheng Fei is even more silent than before, and Qiao Chuxia is even more afraid to act rashly. Her eyes are almost glued to him, paying attention to his every move.

He put down the empty cup, walked closer to her, and patted her head. The soft hair in his palm felt itchy, making his body a little ready to move.

"You brought me here, didn't you ask me to step on this expensive carpet?"

Qiao Chuxia squinted her eyes at him, and despite her disdain, she still sighed in her heart at his good figure, strong and shapely waist, full of strength, full of male predation and danger, like an animal on the grassland.

Same

But no, he is just an animal, a beast!

She secretly spat in her mind, thinking of his previous atrocities, she could no longer inspire her appreciation for him.

Men and women are indeed inherently different in this regard. Men can have sex without love, but women must pursue sex and love. The high degree of unity between spirit and body.

Cheng Fei turned around, filled his cup again, and stood not far away looking at her. He didn't speak for a long time, just looking up and down with a scrutinizing eye.

To be honest, this was a very disrespectful look, as if he was going to eat her alive with his eyes. Qiao Chuxia folded her arms and covered her chest, jumped up, and wanted to put on her shoes and run away.

But he quickly grabbed her, picked her up, walked into the bedroom at hand, threw her on the bed, and squatted down, took out an information bag from the bedside drawer, and threw it on her

before

"ah!"

Qiao Chuxia screamed. Even though there was a soft bed under her, his rudeness still hurt her. She stood up angrily and looked at the khaki paper bag in front of her in confusion.

"What?"

She sat up, picked it up, unwrapped the rope at the back, and turned out a stack of yellowed pages inside.

It's the pages of a very old diary, one page after another. The diary must have been torn open, leaving only some scattered pieces of paper.

The handwriting is very delicate but messy. After many years, the blue-gray pen ink has turned into a gray color and exudes a unique ink fragrance.

It recorded the date, weather, and then the contents of the diary. After looking at it, it turned out to be a diary from more than 20 years ago.

There was some dust floating in the air. Qiao Chuxia sneezed. She quickly covered her mouth and said vaguely: "What is this?"

Cheng Fei stood by the bed, glanced at her sideways, picked up a piece of paper at random, and brought it to his eyes to read.

He had asked people to investigate these things. He had already looked at them as soon as they were brought in. It turned out to be a "shattering secret."

"This is your father's diary"

He looked down at her leisurely, not missing a single trace of her expression.

Qiao Chuxia was surprised: "Written by Le Hui?"

She lowered her head and looked at it again. There were insights into life and expressions of emotions between the lines. She didn't believe that such a gangster, bandit, or drug leader could write such elegant words?

Cheng Fei was probably waiting for her to be surprised at this moment, staring at her eyes with deep meaning. Qiao Chuxia was even a little scared. She felt sensitively that what he was going to say next would not be simple.

As if to verify his hunch, he sat down, held the back of her head with his big palm, and pressed her forehead against his, so that their lips almost touched.

"What if I tell you that you are not Le Hui's daughter?"

The pages she was holding in her hand suddenly fell to the ground and fluttered all over the floor.

"W-what did you say?!"

Qiao Chuxia almost suspected that she was hallucinating. Although Cheng Fei was not a good person, she had known him for many years and she knew him well. She would never make such a vicious joke after being full.

Seeing that he didn't speak, she bent down and picked up all the papers scattered on the floor. Her hands were trembling and she desperately forced herself to concentrate on reading one by one.

I have to admit that the author of the diary is a very thoughtful person, his handwriting is very vigorous and powerful, and each entry contains his own thoughts.

Between the lines, there was a man's distress. He didn't say it clearly, but Qiao Chuxia guessed that he had fallen in love with someone and was not understood by his relatives and friends.

Turning to the last few entries, judging from the dates, it must have been a few months. The melancholy mood was swept away. The owner of the diary suddenly seemed to be full of hope for life, and the sentences were filled with happiness and joy.

expect

Qiao Chuxia silently stacked the pages. When she looked up, she found Cheng Fei leaning against the door, looking at him with the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Have you finished reading it all?"

She nodded anxiously, her mind filled with questions. If this man was her father, why had her mother never mentioned it, and why was Le Hui willing to raise a child who had no blood relationship with her?

It was so messy, like a ball of thread. I finally pulled out a thread, only to find that it was even messier.

"I don't understand what you're talking about. Who is my father? Do you think you can make me believe your nonsense by showing you a bunch of scraps of paper and nonsense?"

She was a little angry, but more confused. She threw the pile of paper on Cheng Fei's chest, turned around and left.

He quickly reached out and grabbed her arm, letting the yellowed, thin and brittle paper clatter to the floor again.

"You were already three years old when your mother took you away. I don't believe you have no impression of Zhongnanhai at all!"

Qiao Chuxia was deeply touched by those three words. She turned her head sharply and met his eyes.

Such a mysterious place, a place that 1.3 billion people yearn for, came out of his mouth so easily, so naturally

She suddenly remembered the dream she had had. In the dream, there were vermilion walls, golden characters, solemn sentries, dense buildings, and the inexplicable palpitations and familiarity she felt when she went to Jianfu Palace last time.

At this moment, there was no need to speak, because the expression on her face had completely given her away. She saw Cheng Fei let go of his hand, took a step back, and said confidently: "What did you remember?"

Qiao Chuxia immediately looked away. It took a long time before she said, "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't be secretive!"

He was slightly startled. Because of her change of attitude, he had prepared a lot of words, but now he didn't need them at all.

He decided to be concise and get to the point

Taking a deep breath, he gently turned her face over, touching her forehead and said: "The famous Qiao family, you are the Qiao family. Your mother, Qiao Guihan, is the apple of the Qiao family's eye. She gave birth to you when she was still unmarried.

There are rumors that she is entangled with a gangster, but Le Hui is not her lover. What she really loves is her biological brother, Qiao Huaitong, who is your biological father."

Qiao Chuxia was shocked, she reached out and pushed him away, and brushed his cheek uncontrollably, subconsciously wanting to slap him. How could he insult and slander her mother like this, a person who had been dead for many years!

She naturally knows about the Qiao family. Even if she doesn't pay attention to national affairs, she will always take a look at the news. If most of the Cheng family are from politics, then the Qiao family specializes in the military. The head of the Qiao family is just seventy years old this year and serves as

Member of the Military Commission, with the rank of general. But she never knew that her mother’s natal family was so noble!

Cheng Fei easily avoided it, grabbed her hand, and said seriously: "Qiao Chuxia! Do you think I'm teasing you? If you want proof, okay, I'll give it to you!"

He let go hard, turned around and groped in the drawer before, pulled out a folder, and spread it out for her.

There were only a few words on it, and a somewhat fuzzy form that was obviously a copy, with name, gender, date of birth, etc. scrawled on it. There was also a small baby's footprints cut out next to it.

"The footprints of your birth. Look, you weighed just over five pounds when you were born. Your feet are so small."

Qiao Chuxia lowered her head and stared at the piece of paper very seriously. Cheng Fei suspected that she was going to make two big holes in the paper.

"What do you want to explain with this piece of paper? Should I feel very proud of my identity now, dress up, sit in your car, and run up to people to recognize my ancestors? Or do you want to

Tell me, I'm actually dirtier than you because I'm the product of brother-sister incest. It's ridiculous. Why am I not a moron?"

As if she was crazy, she pushed Cheng Fei away vigorously, and with a movement of her fingers, she tore the paper in her hand to pieces!

"Why do you care about my affairs?! It's none of your business whose daughter I am! You, a young man who doesn't know how ugly life is, go away and continue to live a life of pure love! No!

I'm telling you, Cheng Fei, I don't care about disturbing my ordinary life!"
Chapter completed!