Chapter 31 Joint Trial


    Grabbing her arm, Richie walked towards the parking lot. He spoke in an unscrupulous and


    unrestrained manner, with innate arrogance in his tone, "You are the mother of our child now. Just


    enjoy the sunshine."


    Unable to break free from the man''s grip, Consu trotted up to catch up with him. Her eyelids


    twitched at his words.


    She was a little annoyed and asked back, "Do you want to expose my identity after the baby is born


    and then create an affair, so as to take the opportunity to divorce me?"


    He looked determined.


    "What you''re thinking about is all about the soap opera?" Richie hid the smile in his eyes and roared in


    a low voice.


    Consu covered her face with her hands. She couldn''t bear it.


    But she suddenly found that in fact, he was not so bad as she thought.


    He took her to the parking lot and seemed to drive her home.


    With an embarrassed smile, Consu said, "Thank you."


    However, she did not refuse directly and directly opened the door and sat into the car, regardless of the


    slightly twitching corners of his mouth.


    "Don''t be so grateful to me. I just worry that you might be caught by the reporters that you''re crowding


    the bus," said Richie coldly. His words were like a sharp knife, piercing through her wildest fantasies.


    With a brilliant smile, she said, "You''re thinking too much."


    ''The two words, ‘thank you’, were not suitable with me at all.''.


    Richie suddenly mmed on the brakes, and without the seat belt, Consu leaned forward. Her head


    hit the valuable cushion, which was very painful. She shouted, "What are you doing?"


    After taking a nce at her from the rearview mirror, Richie answered confidently, "The traffic light is


    red."


    She knew that he was avenging himself, but she couldn''t do anything about it.


    Perhaps it was because theint in her eyes was so obvious that the man suddenly threatened


    her, "Do you want to that again when the traffic lights turn red next time?"


    The woman sat straightly and looked steadily forward. The smile on her face was very harmonious.


    Reflexively, a coward.


    Richie smiled, as the green light turned on and the car moved steadily. Consu said through gritted


    teeth. She was a ve to Richie now.


    She just felt that she couldn''t afford to offend this man. If she displeased him, the things around her


    would be destroyed and she would give in involuntarily.


    After they reached the road leading to the vi of the Xia n, Richie directly parked his car in an


    inconspicuous alley and looked at the woman sitting on the back seat.


    "Well, do you need me to hire eight pnquins to send you back along these steps?"


    His voice was again filled with sarcasm and impatience, which made Consu stunned.


    Wasn''t he going to meet her parents with her?


    She wasn''t a person who could hide her own thoughts. She had better ask directly, "Aren''t you going to


    deal with my parents?"


    "Consu, I''ve never considered you as my partner. I can ask you to help me deal with my family, but


    you can''t."


    She thought that it was right for Consu to be taken revenge on. She had nothing to do with the


    whole thing.


    "I''m sorry. I was being too sentimental," she got out of the car quickly as if she was trying to avoid


    something.


    She decided to y a solo again in order to cope with her parents.


    Seeing her thin and slim figure leaving, Richie''s dark and deep eyes were hiding some unknown light.


    His thin lips curved up slightly. It was not a joyful expression.


    Huh, a stubborn woman would not show weakness.


    Consu knocked on the door nervously, not knowing what she was going to face.


    It was Linda who opened the door. A dash of joy shed through her old, turbid eyes.


    She stepped backwards and said in a cheerful voice, "Consu, you''re back. Come on in."


    Since that day, they hadn''t seen each other for several days. The girl who had been taken good care of


    by them had grown up gradually.


    With a pale face, Consu walked inside following Linda. Hearing Linda tell her some interesting


    things in her family, she gradually calmed down.


    There were three people sitting in the living room. Johnson was drinking tea while Harry was ying


    with the woman, her elder sister.


    It was their usual work time, but they were not in a hurry and even chatted with her father asionally.


    The atmosphere was harmonious.


    Gradually, she stopped admiring the man. When she saw his back, she wasn''t stirred up.


    She even wanted tough.


    Sheryl was sharp eyed. She waved at Consu as soon as she saw her, but was leaning on Harry''s


    shoulder weakly. "Consu, sit here."


    "Have a seat first. I''ll go to the kitchen and bring you some fruits." Linda patted on Consu''s shoulder,


    smiling.


    Curling her lips, Consu greeted her parents politely and then nodded at her sister and Harry. She


    was still sitting on the sofa, restless.


    She didn''te back to face the happy and harmonious scene, but to exin the residence booklet


    incident and the words hidden these days.


    "Where have you been these days, Consu?" Johnson asked casually as he took a sip of the mellow


    ck tea, his sharp eyes turning gloomy.


    "I''ve been here all this time. I''m sorry. I was too busy," she answered honestly


    She was so busy at the vi that she almost lost her job. Sometimes, white lies were more easy to


    ept than bloody reality.


    Johnson nodded with satisfaction, but Sheryl, sitting next to him, was not reconciled at all. She


    pretended to say inadvertently, "Consu, have you finished what you want from the household


    register?"


    If the atmosphere was only a piece of ss, then it should have been smashed into pieces by


    someone who looked like a spider''s string spreading aimlessly as if there was no bound between it and


    the world.


    She raised her head and looked into Sheryl''s eyes, a dash of happiness shing in her eyes.


    She said vaguely, "It''s done. I''ll go to the kitchen to help mom."


    Then she left directly without waiting for any response. Linda was cutting the Hami melon skillfully and


    dexterously in the kitchen.


    Hearing the noise, Linda raised her head and saw theer. She was confused and asked, "Why do


    youe in? I''ll be ready in a minute. "


    For some reason, her eyes were sore all of a sudden. Taking out the residence booklet from her bag,


    she raised her hands in front of her and said, "Mom, I''m sorry."


    Her low voice was filled with inexplicable sadness.


    Linda immediately wiped the water in her hands and took the household register. Looking at her


    stubborn daughter who didn''t want to tell more, she could do nothing.


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