Zhang Zijing stabilized her emotions and said coldly: "A person who is already dead, what is there to say?" She didn't dare to mention Zhen Zhen, as soon as she mentioned it, her heart hurt terribly, she would be weak, and she would not be able to say terms to this difficult woman.

The bright black eyes were clouded with a layer of haze, as if thousands of needles pierced his heart together, and then, like a water scoop with a hole pierced, leaked everywhere.

Although she knew that she didn't pay attention to it and didn't care, but when she said it herself, the lethality was still beyond the scope that Minglang could bear.

She smiled weirdly, and her tone was scathing, "When she died, did she keep holding your hand and calling Mom?" Did you tell you she was scared? ……”

Crisp applause rang out, sharp nails cut through her face, and a red blood streak from the corner of her eye to her sharp chin was painful.

Minglang clenched his fists and glared at her, and at that moment, she had the urge to fight back!

However, in the end, she slowly let go of her fist, and there was a sarcastic smile on the corner of her mouth, "It's good to be the chairman, be high, and you can give a slap in the face if you don't like it." ”

Zhang Zijing was trembling with anger, she pressed hard, but her breathing was still rapid, she really couldn't talk to this woman calmly, "If you want to humiliate me, although humiliated, I came to humiliate you today, but, don't mix irrelevant people into it, the dead are dead, but the living want to live, so I beg Miss Minglang to be merciful and save my daughter's life!" If you open the conditions, as long as I can do it, I will give it to you! ”

In a small room, there are only two women, but it is unusually tense.

The silence spread in the house, and when she looked at her room clearly, she only felt desolate, saving her daughter's life? She wanted to save Zhang Zhenzhen, did she think about saving her at the beginning? Let's give her back, give her back the grace of childbirth, give her a life, in this life, in the next life, in the next life, there will be no more arrears!

Her voice sounded low, "There is only one condition, I want Zhen Yang to marry me!" ”

"Where's the money?" Zhang Zijing didn't think that her request was just such a brief answer, Zhen Yang had already agreed to her request, didn't she leave this time just to raise her price and negotiate more harsh conditions?

"No, you don't!" She is never short of money, her money is enough to buy her entire Qinhuang Group!

Zhang Zijing frowned, she didn't want money but made her worry, could it be that there were other attempts? Originally, she said that there were two requests, and the second request was for her to cook for her herself, but thinking about it, she had already humiliated herself today, and it was unnecessary to think about it.

"Okay, that's it, the details of the wedding, I'll ask Zhen Yang to come up and tell you!" She can't wait to get out of here, and if she stays for one more minute, she's afraid she'll hit someone again!

"Zhang Zijing!" Minglang shouted in a low voice, with a dead expression on his face, "I Minglang in this life, I don't owe you anything anymore!" ”

Zhang Zijing turned her head and looked at her suspiciously, "What did you say?" She didn't hear her vague words, but it still made her a little humiliated by calling her by her first name.

Minglang shook his head, "Nothing, no need to call Zhen Yang to come up!" ”

Zhang Zijing turned around and opened the door, but Zhen Yang was already standing at the door, he sent Zhang Zijing over, saying that he would wait downstairs, but he didn't know when he came up.

"Auntie, you go back first, I'll talk to her!" Zhen Yang's face was a little complicated, he was outside the door, and he heard the conversation between the two, and he felt a little weird.

"It's good!" Zhang Zijing said to Zhen Yang, "I'm sorry for you!" ”

"It's fine!" Zhen Yang responded.

Once inside, he closed the door with his backhand.

Minglang looked up at him, his face gloomy, "I don't want to talk!" ”

"I'll sit with you!" He sat down beside her.

She picked up the pillow and put it on the head of the bed, half-snuggled into it, closed her eyes, and her face was still gloomy.

"Bright!" He shouted softly.

She suddenly opened her eyes, jumped up, picked up the pillow and threw herself on him, "I told you not to talk, you shut up for me......"

Zhen Yang was angry, grabbed her wrist with one hand, and was about to shake her off and leave, but saw that her eyes were blurred with a layer of moisture, and she cried?

His heart softened, and his sharp voice turned into a sigh on his lips, and as soon as he exerted himself, he hugged her into his arms.

She didn't struggle, she cried silently in his arms, and there was a heart-rending pain in her heart, and the pain was so painful that she couldn't bear it.

Zhen Yang hugged her, his hand gently caressed her back, and his heart was also sad, not knowing what happened to her, crying so miserably. Although I seemed to be sad when I saw her in the past, I only inferred that she was cynical because of her frustration.

Now, he thinks it's more than that.

She was thinner than before, her chin was pointed, her waist was not fleshy at all, and she hugged her so hard that it was like holding a pile of bones. There was a sudden panic in his heart, as if as soon as he let go, she would really turn into a pile of bones.

Gradually, she lost her voice, and leaned limply on his chest.

He looked down, but saw that she was crying, and he didn't know when she fell asleep.

He suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, this woman ......

He put the pillow back on the bedside, then gently laid her on the bed, and lay on his side beside her, staring at the yellowing ceiling in distraction.

Anyway, she finally agreed, didn't she?

It's just, what kind of story is she having? A room full of soda cans and cardboard seemed to give him a hint.

Come to think of it, she must have been very unhappy when she was young, and because of this, she was very jealous of someone who loved Zhenzhen, and even because of this, she deliberately deleted the Zhenzhen birthday video and said those vicious words. She herself is actually not so shady, otherwise she would not have gone into the water to save people in the first place!

At this moment, he made up his mind that whether he loved her or not, he would spend the rest of his life warming this woman who was not cold by nature!

Minglang had a long, long dream.

She dreamed that her parents were arguing, and then her grandfather came, and he took her mother away, and her father hugged her and cried to her when she was young, saying, "Mom doesn't want us anymore, and she won't come back."

That night, she saw her father jump into the river, and in those days, it rained several times in a row, the river was turbulent, and the river was almost overflowing on the gray-yellow road, and she squatted by the river, waiting for her father to come back.

Two days later, the aunt next door took her by the hand and walked to a tent set up by the river, in which a simple wooden bed was erected, and her father, with his eyes closed and his whole body swollen, lay there.

That day, it rained so hard again, she didn't think it was her father, and there was no trace of her father on his swollen face. But everyone said that it was her father, and asked her to come forward and shout, otherwise her father would not be able to go home, and could only become a lonely ghost outside, she was reluctant to shout, and her grandfather rushed over and slapped her, making her head buzz, and then he grabbed her neck, dragged her to the corpse, and pressed her head to ask her to call her father. She shouted, she sat on the ground crying, and called her father loudly, but she knew that she was not the man who called the bed, she was afraid, she asked her father to take her home.

Grandpa slapped her a few times and told her in vicious language, your mother is gone, your father is dead, you are a broom star! She didn't believe it, she cried every night to find her father, every time she cried, her grandfather picked up a broom and beat her, and the more her grandfather beat her, the more she cried, and the harder her grandfather struck.

Finally, one day, she jumped into the river, she wanted to find her father, she wanted to tell her father, she missed him so much, she missed her mother so much, she wanted to tell her father, grandpa beat her, it hurt so much, she was mottled all over her body, and at night, the wound would bleed!

She never saw her father again, the river was very cold, and soon swallowed her, she was still favored by God, the flood once in fifty years could not drown her, she was washed by the river to the shallows downstream, and finally was picked up by an old man who collected the tatters, the old man, who had no children and no daughters, was alone, regarded her as a gift from God, she called him Grandpa, and followed him every day to collect the rags. It was another poignant but happy time, life, such a contradiction!