Harrison and I faced each other without saying a word.

"Chelsea, are you still not going to tell me?" After an unknown period of time, Harrison suddenly said.

I looked at Harrison and said, "What's wrong? I don't seem to have anything to tell you today."

Harrison looked at me with a poker face.

When I looked at Harrison, I tried my best to pretend to be indifferent and ignorant, as if I didn't understand what he said. I hoped that this escape method could make him take the initiative to end this topic and no longer carry on.

"I really don't want Harrison to know more about my uncle's family. It's so simple between us, as long as we don't mix anything."

Harrison didn't answer me. He turned around and sat on the sofa. Looking at his back, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. But at the same time, I felt disappointed.

"After all, although I don't want Harrison to know these ugly things, more or less he has heard something from others. I heard that he could still face me as if nothing had happened. Does it mean that he doesn' care about me?"

Thinking of this, I felt a little sad...

"I don't want to hide anything, understand?" Harrison, who was sitting on the sofa, said to me with his back to me.

The voice pulled me back from my sadness. Looking at his back, I hesitated for a moment and said, "In fact, it's not a big deal. It's just some trivial things at home."

Harrison sneered and said, "My uncle wants to split the niece's money. Is this a trivial matter in my family?"

After saying that, Harrison turned to look at me with a faint smile on his face.

"It's not like this on TV right now." I retorted in a low voice.

"If you're willing, you can call the TV station and ask them for help. Do you need my help?" As he spoke, Harrison picked up the phone and clothes to call.

I looked at his movements in confusion.

Harrison pursed his lips and smiled. "I happen to have friends in the TV station. Maybe they can help me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Harrison's slender fingers were rapidly beating on the phone screen. I looked at him in surprise and quickly avoided the coldness of the phone and hung up the phone. "Harrison, what the hell are you doing?" I asked angrily.

Harrison shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly. "I just said that I have a friend whom the TV station knows. Maybe I can help you mediate."

"Who told you that I need to mediate? When did I tell you that I need to mediate? Have you asked for my opinion?"

"Although you didn't take the initiative to speak, your eyes told me that I needed help." Harrison spread out his hands and said casually.

At first, he was already depressed enough. Just now, he still felt uneasy about not telling him the whole story, but at this moment, all his previous emotions disappeared.

Staring straight at Harrison, I was angry and disappointed. "Can't you tell that I'm just using a metaphor on TV? Do you think that I will put my family's affairs on TV, and then let people from other countries pay attention to it? Is that possible?"

"Although the things my uncle did to me made me very disappointed and sad, after all, he is my uncle and my mother's brother. How can I prolong our contradiction?"

Harrison, who was sitting on the sofa and looking at me, immediately turned back after hearing my words. "You think so, but it doesn't mean that others are like you."

I knew that what he said was right, but I felt very uncomfortable when I heard it.

I clenched my hands on both sides of my body, walked to Harrison with anger, and looked down at him.

In the following three minutes, Harrison and I faced each other, but none of us spoke first. This kind of feeling made me annoyed. I wanted to lose my temper, but I couldn't replace a reason. I could only hold back my anger and almost blew myself up!

"Why can't Harrison be considerate of me? When he sees me, he gives me a hug and tells me that no matter what happens, he will always stand on my side. Isn't that good? Why do you have to be angry with me?"

In the face of his cold expression and words, I didn't continue to hold it in. I asked loudly, "I'm already very sad and sad when faced with such a situation. Even if you can't stand on my side like someone else's boyfriend, at least don't mess with me."

"How could you say that? You clearly know that others are very sad, but you still have something to say here. Don't you think it will make me very tired?" The grievance in my heart burst out in an instant. I accused him with grievance, and my tears fell unscrupulously.

I can't remember what you said next. I only know that Harrison has been looking at me with a faint expression.

"Are you done?"

When I felt that my throat was almost hoarse, Harrison finally opened his mouth.

I looked away from him and said angrily, "It's like this if you don't say it out loud."

"If you haven't finished speaking, you can continue. If you finish, it's my turn," Harrison said softly.

Hearing this, I was stunned, and then I turned my head and bit my lower lip to look at him.

I could feel the bitterness in my eyes.

"No matter what Ning Jiayi thinks, it's impossible to achieve it," Harrison suddenly said.

I thought he was going to ask about my uncle, but I didn't expect that he would go straight to Ning Jiayi as soon as he opened his mouth. I looked at him in surprise.

"Don't look at me like that. I don't have time to ask about these things."

"Then how do you know about Ning Jiayi? You said that I don't know what she is thinking?" I frowned and looked at him, unable to accept what he said.

Harrison laughed as soon as he finished his words. He asked helplessly, "As someone who has suffered losses under Maisy's hands, don't you understand for such a long time?"

"What do you mean?" I was shocked.

Harrison took my hand and said slowly, "Qian Chun would never accept Ning Jiayi's existence, nor would he help others raise children. Do you understand?"

"But she already knew about Callen and Ning Jiayi, even earlier than I knew. Can't it mean that she accepted it? Besides, Callen said that she couldn't have a baby because of her body, so he came to me before..."

When I saw Harrison's increasingly stinky face, I stopped before I could finish my words.

Harrison put on a fake smile and said, "To have a baby with you? To have an old flame with you? To have sex with you?"

My hand was in pain because of his grip. I broke free and said, "You hurt me!"

Harrison's hand loosened instantly, but he still did not let go of it.

"I've never thought highly of Callen. If it weren't for the idea of dispelling my family, do you think that Callen would be able to marry her?"

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