125. Whether it's Ye Feiqing or Ye Shaohong, don't believe it
What is 100 million liquidated damages? What is a contract in black and white? When you get to Ye Feiqing, you can see the hell! Nothing!
Therefore, Ye Feiqing is a shameless and scoundrel, as long as he wants to, don't talk about the contract, just afraid that it is a promise, he will also say that he will turn his face, he is so credible.
And ordinary people, how could they invite people from the industrial and commercial bureau so easily and so quickly?
I'm afraid that even if they call the police, if they really have someone on top, the police station may not be able to take care of it, or when they arrive, I'm afraid that this drama is only half filmed, how can it be like now, so resolute and so easy to solve the matter?
I looked at Ye Feiqing's back in a complicated way, no wonder Ye Shaohong would be jealous of him, even if he was just a nominal vice president in Jingcheng, it still made people have to guard against him.
Silence was really frightened, and she cowered and snuggled up to me tightly, without saying a word.
Lawyer Wang didn't come out, he should be dealing with the next thing, so it was Ye Feiqing's car.
He took us to the hospital, and when the car stopped, he didn't know where he took a notebook and threw it to me from the turn of his head, and his tone was arrogant and solitary, and his voice was clear: "Take it back and memorize it."
I looked at the book that suddenly fell into my arms and was stunned for a moment, holding it quietly with one hand, I grabbed the book and my own things and got out of the car without looking back.
As soon as I slammed the door shut, the car was already far away, quickly disappearing from my sight.
I looked at the book I was holding, where was I in the mood to flip through it?
I knew it wasn't a good thing, so I just wanted to throw it in the trash, but I couldn't, so I got tired of putting my notebook in my bag.
I don't know if An's mother, who was admitted to the emergency room, came out, and I don't know what her situation is now.
I dragged my tired body, sad heart, and quiet into the hospital step by step, and when we found Ann's mother, she had already been admitted to the ward.
Looking at the quiet standing on the side, I sighed, "You better tidy yourself up before you come to see your mother."
Quietly drooping her head, the girl who had always been rebellious and lively only nodded silently and obediently at this time.
I sighed again, only to find her change distressing.
I didn't say anything, nor did I reproach her for not listening to persuasion, I patted her shoulder comfortingly, concerned and cautious: "Go ahead, by the way, take care of the injuries on your body."
Leaving quietly, I stood outside the ward and looked at the thin and sleeping mother An, thinking about what the doctor had just said, and I only felt sad and compassionate.
The doctor said that An's mother had cancer, uterine cancer, and it was very likely that it was already an advanced stage of cancer, so we should be mentally prepared.
When I think of my mother, who just passed away, and now I see Mother Ann like this, I feel very uncomfortable.
In fact, in the past few years, An's mother has been kind to me, every winter she will knit me a sweater, and will hook me a pair of warm slippers, gloves and scarves.
I always thought that she was originally knitted for Enron, because she was no longer there and couldn't wear it, so she gave it to me and asked me to replace Enron.
But now, after Ann's mother told me that she didn't blame me that day, I don't think so anymore, those things, she knitted them to me, not that I enjoyed those things instead of An Ran, but that Ann's mother was sincere to me.
She told me with her actions that she didn't blame me, didn't blame me, and held a heart of atonement, but I didn't understand it when I blamed myself, thinking that I was a stand-in.
That stitch and thread carried her heart, and since she didn't give anyone but me, it means that I am not a stand-in for her.
If she had to find a stand-in for those things, who would she not look for? Why do you have to find me as the culprit?
I am very grateful to Mother Ann for not blaming or resenting, and I am also grateful to her for her sweaters, gloves, scarves and slippers year after year, which made me feel the warmth of mother's love.
Feeling someone standing next to me, I turned my head and saw that it was the silence that had already put itself in order.
Her face is still a little swollen, but the wound on her neck has touched the potion, compared to her previous mess, although it is colored, but at this time she looks really reassuring.
"They didn't do anything to you, did they?" I asked.
She hung her head like a child who had done something wrong, "No. ”
"That's good." I was relieved.
They were silent for a while, and then they said in a low voice, "Sister Fu Yao, thank you."
"That's what I'm supposed to do." After all, what I owe to An Jia is a life.
After a pause, he said in a low voice: "In the past few years, I have always seen your goodness, and I am not an emotionless wooden person, but I just don't want to accept you."
"I understand." Because I was the one who killed her sister, although it was just an accident, how could people's feelings be rational and forgive themselves?
Feelings are always something that you can't help yourself, knowing that you shouldn't blame others, knowing that it's not someone else's fault, but uncontrollable feelings will be preconceived and make you make judgments, or hate or like.
I felt her quiet shoulders tremble, and I knew she was crying, but her head was lowered and she didn't make any crying sounds, and since she didn't want to be discovered by me, I didn't know about it.
The moment I looked away, I saw crystal tears falling on the floor.
I sighed, "You're only seventeen years old, you can't stop going to school, since you like acting, go to art school."
She couldn't hold back, and squatted on the ground with a "wow...... and released the pain.
After a long while, she raised her head to look at me with tears on her face: "Sister Fu Yao, will my mother die?"
I didn't know how to answer her question, and fell silent.
After a pause, I finally said, "Don't scare yourself, your mother doesn't have to be terminally ill of cancer."
I don't know if I'm comforting her or myself.
I cried quietly for a long time, and then I sobbed and told me about my recent events.
She said that she went out to film with the crew, and after making countless cameos in that drama, she stood out in an inconspicuous scene, just at that time when the original maid of the heroine of the costume drama died, and a new character appeared, and a new role was needed, and then she was pushed up.
She acts diligently, because she likes acting, so she is also very hardworking, although her acting skills are not first-class at a young age, she is a little achievement, for this reason, the director has increased the frequency of her appearances.
It was at this time that someone came to the door and asked her to play the heroine, she couldn't resist the temptation, so she signed a contract with the other party, but she didn't expect it to be such a play.
When she learned the truth, she ran back, but she didn't want those people to find her home, so she was very unceremoniously warned.
After those people left, she told her mother everything about it, but her mother fainted without relieving herself.
It was almost dark when Ann's mother woke up, and I went in with Jingjing.
Mother An looked at the quiet, some chaotic eyes fell on me, moved her lips, and said hoarsely: "Fu Yao, thank you."
It seems that Ann's mother has guessed that the matter has been resolved.
I shook my head; "That's what I'm supposed to do."
After spending a while with An's mother in the ward, my phone rang.
I glanced at the caller ID and went out to pick it up.
Before he even had time to say hello, Shen Chengchi's deep voice had already come: "Something like this happened, why didn't you call me?"
"What do you mean?"
There's so much going on from yesterday to today that I don't know which one he's referring to.
That horror express? Or is it today's scandal? Or is it just something quiet that just happens?
"It's not just him who can help you, Ye Feiqing, I can too." Shen Chengchi was a little annoyed.
I said, "What does it matter to you what happened to me?" Shen Chengchi, we have no relationship now, you have no obligation to take care of my affairs anymore, and you have no obligation to help me anymore. ”
I know I'm a bit ruthless and vexatious when I say that, after all, he cares about me and wants to help me, but since it's impossible for us anymore, I don't want to give him any hope.
Shen Chengchi over there was silent, and through his breathing, I could feel his heaviness and suppressed emotions.
After a long while, I heard him say again: "Fu Yao, whether it's Ye Feiqing or Ye Shaohong, don't believe it."