Rest well, I'll come back to see you after work.

Cheng Hao can only say such things now, and the two of them have really reached the point where there is nothing to say.

Knowing that he was out, Xiang Xiaoyuan slowly sat up and pulled out the infusion tube on the back of his hand.

She rubbed her swollen cheek with her hand, the slap was too hard and painful, and it directly interrupted all her unbearable and turning back.

Well, isn't that great? I'm finally free.

But what should Meng Meng do?

Ignoring the doctor's dissuasion, Xiang Xiaoyuan insisted on coming out of the hospital and then returning to the villa.

She pulled out a small backpack from the closet, which contained all her savings—30,000 yuan.

She looked at the numbers on the passbook, then put it in her satchel and walked out of the villa door again.

She stumbled when she walked, her legs hurt, her arms hurt, her back hurt, her head hurt, and there was not a single joint in her body that didn't hurt. Thinking that he was fierce enough at that time, he jumped off the terrace on the second floor, but he fell bruised, and God took pity on himself without a fracture.

In fact, now that she thinks about it, she doesn't know where she got the courage, at that time, not to say that it was the second floor, even the twentieth floor, she would have jumped down, without thinking about the consequences at all.

When he treated herself roughly, she did not feel fear or anger, but a kind of despair that was sad and unfortunate.

Don't dwell on it anymore, it's a relief for both parties.

Xiang Xiaoyuan came to the tertiary hospital where Meng Meng was hospitalized, found Yang Yuehua, and handed her the passbook with the password written on it.

Eldest sister, you take this money first, it's not enough, I'll find a way.

Yang Yuehua hurriedly excused herself: Xiaoyuan, you don't have a job now, and you don't have a lot of money, I can't take this money!

Xiang Xiaoyuan grabbed her hand and slapped the passbook in her palm.

Take it, Mengmeng is now the time to use the money, don't say any kind words. I still have money, don't worry about me. You should borrow from me, and pay me back when you have money!"

Yang Yuehua couldn't say anything, so she could only choke and nodded.

Big sister, how much is it missing?

Xiaoyuan knew that this money might be just a drop in the bucket for Mengmeng's illness.

Yang Yuehua raised her head to look at her, her gaze fell on the handprint on her cheek, and she was taken aback.

Did he hit you?

It's okay

Xiao Yuan hurriedly covered his face, but the more he covered it, the more obvious it became.

Yang Yuehua was furious, she shouted and wanted to reason with that person.

Eldest sister, it's really fine. How much money is still missing?

Yang Yuehua suddenly understood what she meant, and she trembled her lips and spit out a sentence for a long time:

Don't beg him!

Xiao Yuan's eyes turned red, and the mist under his eyes immediately flooded.

She can only beg him now, it doesn't matter what face, what bottom line, what principle, she just wants this sister to live and be healthy.

Ni Kun is not here, Xue Cheng is gone, Tang Yuan will never come back, who else can she beg? It's just a deal with that devil, not once or twice.

To this day, what grievances should not be suffered? What face should not be lost? What principles should be observed?

Don't beg him!

Yang Yuehua seemed to see through Xiao Yuan's thoughts, and suddenly shouted at her.

I still have money, I still have a way. Xiaoyuan, you leave him, since you broke up, don't live together in an unclear way, you are a girl, and the future is still very long!

Yang Yuehua is as serious as a mother, she is very anxious about her daughter's illness, but she can't exchange Xiaoyuan's life for her daughter's life.

Xiao Yuan nodded with tears in his eyes, why do good people always have to suffer these tribulations? Why do good people always live long?

Xiang Xiaoyuan came out of the hospital and took the subway to look back at the platform.

It's already winter, the leaves on the trees are almost gone, and the occasional jackdaws that fly by in the gloomy sky make the road even more lonely and long.

She couldn't count how many times she had walked through it, every tree, every street corner, every fence she could touch with her eyes closed, but today it seemed so strange, a familiar strangeness, as if everything had changed overnight.

Xiang Xiaoyuan slowly stopped in front of a fence on the courtyard wall of the villa, and suddenly remembered that he was hanging here almost three years ago, and he couldn't go up or down, and then said to the man with a flattering face:

Sir, can you listen to me? Can you give me a chance?

If he didn't listen to his own explanations and didn't give himself a chance, wouldn't he have to be so painful again?

How should it end when it shouldn't be?

She stood there stupidly, standing for most of the day, and didn't even notice that someone was coming behind her.

I've been waiting for you here for a long time, Miss Xiang!

**

Cheng Hao sat in the office listlessly reviewing the documents, and when he saw Lou Jie coming in, he only raised his eyelids, and did not stop the work in hand.

It was a little embarrassing for him Lou Jie, after all, there was such a big mess yesterday, and he couldn't escape the blame. Didn't help and added so much to the mess.

Sorry for yesterday

I don't blame you, I didn't dig Lan Shaoqi over.

Cheng Hao is still working expressionlessly, cold, efficient, really like a lifeless machine.

Lou Jie smiled bitterly, and couldn't help but think that if the banquet was arranged and led by Lan Shaoqi, there would definitely not be so many inexplicable mistakes.

But now no one knows where he is, and this black pot Lou clan will continue to carry it.

He walked over and snatched the pen from Cheng Hao's hand, and said: Cheng Hao, I have to talk to you today.

Cheng Hao saw that he was serious and very formal, so he also sat upright and listened to what he would say.

Lou Jie slowly sat down on the guest chair in front of him, supported his forehead, organized the language, and then said:

I've already investigated yesterday's incident, and your wife was brought by my father. I explained it to him clearly, this old man is causing me trouble. Nian Nian has been sent abroad, my mother is with me, and I will not come back for the time being.

He tried to clarify something, but felt that the more he explained, the more confusing it became.

Xiaoyuan jumped off the building.

Hearing Cheng Hao's words, Lou Jie screamed in fright.

Cheng Hao repeated: But it's not a big deal, I just jumped from the second floor of my house, and the fall was not heavy.

Seeing that Lou Jie still had a frightened and inexplicable expression, Cheng Hao smiled bitterly: I didn't expect it to get to this point today.

With that, he continued to lower his head and turn on the computer again, as if he was busy looking for something.

He wanted to hide it, but his heart was even more messy than the gibberish on the computer.

I don't understand how she can be indifferent, I can't figure out how she can be so ruthless. I didn't know how to keep her, so I had to choose the worst. Am I stupid?

Lou Jie sighed deeply, he had also had this feeling before, too helpless, too powerless.

Hearing Lou Jie's sigh, Cheng Hao slowly raised his head, and suddenly asked a very solemn question:

If I really didn't have a fate with Xiaoyuan, would you marry her?

Hearing his words, Lou Jie chuckled in his heart, he sat up straight, thought for a while, and then replied in the most sincere words:

To be honest, if it weren't for you, I would have married her! But don't get me wrong, it doesn't represent my feelings. A man who remarries actually thinks most about how his children will accept a new mother. It's not like I've had the idea of remarrying over the years, but my daughter doesn't like it. She likes Xiang Xiaoyuan, and wholeheartedly believes that this is her mother, and on this basis, I will definitely marry her.

Hearing him say this, Cheng Hao was about to interject, but Lou Jie stopped: You let me finish first. But these assumptions of mine can't exist at all, because of you! Even if the two of you can't be together in the end because of God's troubles, she has grown in your heart, and it is a towering tree that you can't pull out in your life. You are my brother, and as long as you live, I will never have any thoughts about her. Do you understand me when I say that?

After listening to his words, Cheng Hao's heart suddenly felt a lot easier, and he lowered his head and smiled self-deprecatingly.

How did I become so sensitive and suspicious? Just because Xiaoyuan's stepmother provoked herself to that extent yesterday, and almost got into a big disaster.

Lou Jie walked over and reached out to forcibly shut down his computer.

Go back early and spend more time with her. Women still need to be accompanied!

Shen Xinyu looked around at the decoration in the villa and couldn't help but smile dumbly. It is said that a person's family is a person's personality style, but all she sees is: there is no style.

Xiang Xiaoyuan felt her playful gaze, and calmly handed her a cup of honey grapefruit tea.

Drink some hot drinks, it's cold outside.

Shen Xinyu looked at Xiang Xiaoyuan again: Why don't you ask who I am?

Xiaoyuan smiled faintly: I know, you are Mr. Cheng's girlfriend.

There was no jealousy, no anger, not even a hint of unhappiness.

Shen Xinyu suddenly felt that the girl in front of her was a more strange existence than Cheng Hao, she put down the teacup and crossed her legs, her professional curiosity made her want to talk to this girl, and felt that she should also be a person with a story.

How old are you?

Xiao Yuan didn't speak, but turned around and took out his ID card and handed it to her.

I am always misunderstood about my age, and I am always guessed about my age, so it has almost become a habit to carry my ID card with me.

Shen Xinyu looked at the ID card, and then smiled: You look much younger than your actual age!

Xiao Yuan nodded: It's nothing, it's just a layer of skin.

In fact, my heart is probably much older than the age on my ID card

Seeing that Shen Xinyu stopped talking thoughtfully, Xiang Xiaoyuan suddenly said, "Miss Shen, can I ask you a few questions?"

Shen Xinyu nodded, she was also very curious about Xiaoyuan's question.

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