"Quietly, don't cry, don't cry......" Wen Dabao shed tears unscrupulously, but he still kept comforting his daughter Wen Jing, "Quiet, I'...... I'm fine, I'm really fine, as long as you're okay, I'm relieved, I'm just worried...... I'm worried that if I'm not there one day, Li Jiaying will definitely ......"

"No, no, woo......" Wen Jing cried again, because she knew Wen Dabao's condition, knew that Wen Dabao's time was short, and he was about to leave her, and she knew that what Wen Dabao was worried about in the end, it was still herself who couldn't let go.

The father and daughter hugged each other tighter, silently shedding tears, and it took a long time before they calmed down, and under Wen Dabao's comfort, Wen Jing returned to the bedroom and returned to his room.

Thinking of Zhang Yadong, thinking of Zhou Zhilan, thinking of the relationship between Zhang Yadong and Zhou Zhilan, and thinking of the things that Zhang Yadong has done...... Wen Jing doesn't hate Zhang Yadong, and she doesn't hate Zhou Zhilan, Wen Jing just feels uncomfortable and grief-stricken, Wen Jing just can't accept such a reality.

After half a ring, Wen Jing picked up the mobile phone on the table and dialed Zhang Yadong's phone; Wen Jing didn't want Zhang Yadong to explain anything to herself, not to fight for her happiness again, Wen Jing just wanted to ask things clearly, just wanted to know if Zhang Yadong could help Wen Dabao cure his illness, because Wen Jing didn't want to lose Wen Dabao, didn't want to lose such a kind father.

"Quiet...... Miss Jingjing, "The phone was connected, but it was only after a long time that Zhang Yadong's voice came, "You still have something to do with me,"

"Tell me if everything the monkey said today is true," Wen Jing yelled viciously into the phone, trying to control the pain in her heart.

"This ......" In fact, Zhang Yadong doesn't have the same pain in his heart, in fact, Zhang Yadong doesn't want to tell his inner pain and grievances, but thinking that he is terminally ill, thinking of his relationship with Zhou Zhilan, and thinking that he can't give Wen Jing ...... Zhang Yadong let out a long sigh in his heart, and then said slowly: "I'm sorry Miss Jingjing, what the monkey said is true, I do like Zhou Zhilan, and I do have a relationship with Zhou Zhilan, I ...... I did approach you for a purpose, I did it for my mother's surgery......"

"I'm not asking you this," Zhang Yadong's words were interrupted by Wen Jing's almost roaring voice before he could finish his words, Wen Jing really didn't want to ask Zhang Yadong and Zhou Zhilan about it, and she didn't want to pay attention to it anymore, just listened to Zhang Yadong's words......

Wen Jing was completely dead and completely desperate, the tears in her eyes slowly rolled out, and it took a while before she calmed down, and then asked in a choked voice: "Zhang Yadong, you tell me, do you have any way to help Wen Dabao cure the disease, you tell me, you come back to help Wen Dabao, I beg you, woo woo......"

Hearing Wen Jing's pleading voice on the phone, and hearing Wen Jing's crying voice on the phone, Zhang Yadong's heart was broken, and tears in his eyes burst out......

"Miss Jingjing, right...... I'm sorry, I was sure, but ...... But some things are not so simple, and there are some things that I can't get at all, so I can only say sorry to you,"

"Woo woo ......" got Zhang Yadong's answer, and finally got such a disappointing result, Wen Jing cried out again.

"But...... But I will continue to think of a way, I will do my best to help you, as long as I get a high dose of iodine, I am sure that Uncle Wen's illness will be cured," maybe he was comforting Wen Jing, or maybe Zhang Yadong hadn't given up yet, so Zhang Yadong gave Wen Jing the last glimmer of hope.

After listening to Zhang Yadong's words, Wen Jing didn't speak, just shook her head helplessly, because she knew that Zhang Yadong was just comforting herself, because she knew that Wen Dabao was suffering from cancer after all, and the hospital was already powerless, how could it be that he, Zhang Yadong, could solve it.

"Thank you, no need," Wen Jing shouted coldly, and then she was about to hang up, but ......

"Quietly," Zhang Yadong's voice came from the phone again, a little anxious, a little urgent, and it was just the word "quiet", removing the word "Miss" at the back, which made Wen Jing feel a little relieved, at least she didn't hang up the phone immediately, at least she wanted to hear Zhang Yadong finish speaking.

"That...... The sports car was in the villa, and the key was on the coffee table in the living room, and I ...... I gave it back to you and ...... it in the future."

Before Zhang Yadong's words were finished, Wen Jing hung up the phone, because she was disappointed and painful, because she didn't expect that what Zhang Yadong wanted to say in the end was actually ......

Putting down the phone, Wen Jing lay on the bed heavily, sobbing and crying...... Wen Jing never thought that she fell in love with a man just two or three months after returning to China, was deceived by a man, and was ruthlessly abandoned......

Wen Jing is completely dead to Zhang Yadong, now Wen Jing only has Wen Dabao in her heart, and now Wen Jing knows what Wen Dabao is most worried about, and now Wen Jing just wants to become a full-text Dabao, and just wants Wen Dabao to live the last days happily, and only wants Wen Dabao to leave him with peace of mind.

Wen Jing doesn't care about the property of the Wen family, and returning to China is not for the property of the Wen family, but when she thinks of Wen Dabao, she thinks of the country that Wen Dabao has worked so hard to build, thinks of Li Jiaying's conspiracy, and thinks that she can't let Wen Dabao down and can't live up to Wen Dabao......

Wen Jing slowly sat up after thinking about it for a long time, and then picked up the mobile phone again and dialed Du Liang's phone.

"Hey, Jingjing, is it you," although the night was deep, although Du Liang had already fallen asleep, but when he saw that it was Wen Jing's phone, Du Liang's voice still seemed extremely excited.

"Do you really love me,"

"This ...... I ......" Hearing Wen Jing's question, Du Liang couldn't react for a while, panicked, "Jingjing, what do you mean, what's wrong with you, I ......"

"I want you to tell me if you really love me, if you want to marry me," Wen Jing shouted viciously, tears welling up in her eyes, "Even if it ...... Even if I'm not Wen Dabao's daughter, even if I have nothing,"

"Jingjing, I love you, I really love you, no matter whose daughter you are, no matter what you become, I love you the same, I ...... I am willing to marry you, as long as you are willing to marry me, I will love you for the rest of my life and take care of you for the rest of my life,"

"Well, you come to my house tomorrow and discuss everything, and we ...... We're going to get married the day after tomorrow,"

"Get married," Du Liang was shocked, he never thought that Wen Jing would be so anxious and direct, "Jingjing, you...... You won't ...... for Zhang Yadong"

"Don't mention Zhang Yadong," Du Liang was interrupted viciously by Wen Jing before he could finish his words, "In short, if you want, we will get married the day after tomorrow, if you don't want to, then I won't force it,"

"Yes, I am willing, of course I am willing," indeed, Du Liang likes Wen Jing, and he likes Wen Jing's people; indeed, Du Liang's grandfather is the vice governor, and the Du family is rich and powerful, and he doesn't care about Wen Dabao's family property, so of course Du Liang is willing to marry Wen Jing.

After hanging up the phone, Du Liang smiled, he smiled very proudly, his heart was full of joy, he never thought that Wen Jing would agree to marry him, and it was so fast, and he would get married the day after tomorrow, of course, thanks to Chen Bin.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Jing lay on the bed again, cried again, and silently shed tears again, but the tears at this moment are different from the tears shed when she hugged Wen Dabao, the tears at this moment are sad tears, painful tears, and even more desperate tears.