Ji Yunting turned a blind eye to the prayer in Song Meixin's eyes.

He lowered his eyelids to cover the flames under his eyes, put the food box containing the food to the door of the ward, did not go in again, turned around and left directly.

Seeing this, Song Meixin covered her face and cried bitterly.

Ji Congli looked at all this happening in front of him with a blank face, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Zhang Xiaohui on the hospital bed made a voice from her mouth, Ji Congli hurriedly walked over, leaned down, and gently comforted his wife: "It's okay, don't you worry, don't you know Yun Ting's temperament as a mother?" He'll come back to see you later! ”

When Song Meixin heard Ji Congli say to Zhang Xiaohui, 'You don't know Yun Ting's temperament when you are a mother', her sobs suddenly froze.

it...... Yes, Yun Ting's current mother is Zhang Xiaohui, she is the mother he recognizes, and she is just the one he hates, a ruthless and unrighteous woman.

Song Meixin's heart ached, as if she had been stabbed severely, and even her breathing was painful.

She covered her chest, sniffed vigorously, wiped away her tears, turned to look at Zhang Xiaohui lying on the hospital bed and Ji Congli with a look of 'want to talk and stop', pulled the corners of her mouth and said: "Brother Ji, it seems that it is not the right time for me to come over now, I will go back to the hotel first, and I will find a time to visit my sister-in-law tomorrow." ”

Ji Congli actually wanted to say, 'You don't have to come', but because of face, he couldn't say it.

He nodded reluctantly, and explained: "Then you go back and be careful, if you are busy, you don't need to trouble you to run back and forth."

Your sister-in-law's operation was successful, and just now Yun Ting plans to wait for her body to recover better, and take his mother to Kyoto for rehabilitation. ”

The distance between relatives and relatives in and out of these words is so clear, Song Meixin knows that Ji Congli is reminding herself that Yun Ting is already the son of their family!

The curvature of the corners of Song Meixin's mouth froze, she swallowed the bitterness in her heart, squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and responded, "Yes, it's good to go to Kyoto......"

"I'll take you downstairs!" Ji Congli looked at her and said.

Song Meixin hurriedly said no, her eyes fell on the food box placed at the door of the ward, and she whispered, "Brother Ji, you eat first, I'll go." ”

Ji Congli was just a polite remark, and after sending Song Meixin out of the ward, he closed the door directly, lifted the food box, walked towards the bedside, and sighed deeply.

......

After Ji Yunting went downstairs, he went out of the hospital, stood at the gate of the hospital where people came and went, his mood was extremely irritable, he touched his pockets up and down, and found that he did not have cigarettes in his pockets.

He squinted at the sun as it set westward, and took two deep breaths to calm his emotions.

More than twenty years have passed, and after such a long time, he thought that when he saw that woman again, he would ignore her and treat her as an irrelevant stranger, who knows......

He still overestimated his emotional intelligence and underestimated the influence of that woman on him......

Just when Ji Yunting was about to take out his mobile phone to make a call to his friend Chen Feiyu in Suicheng, a weak call successfully hooked the anger that he had finally suppressed.

"Yun Ting......"

Ji Yunting didn't need to look back to know who the owner of this voice was.

He had already escaped from the ward as a deserter, why was she still unwilling to let go of herself and chase him down?

Ji Yunting turned his head, his face was gloomy, and his eyes were indifferent: "What advice does Mrs. Li have?" ”

Mrs. Lee......

Song Meixin took a step back.

That's right, she has heard too much of the title Mrs. Li, over there in Haicheng, those who don't know her, will call her 'Mrs. Li' when they see her, she is used to hearing it, and she is numb to it.

But when Ji Yunting called her like this, she only felt full of strong ridicule, which made her feel red-faced and embarrassed.

"Yun Ting, I'm sorry, I know that my apology came too late and too pale, but I still want to say 'I'm sorry!' to your face. ”

Ji Yunting sneered, "Since Mrs. Li knows that it's too late and too weak, then there's no need to be coy in front of me."

If you think that a word of 'I'm sorry' can redeem your heart, I advise you to die of this heart, I can't forgive you in my life, and you don't want to get spiritual liberation in this life! ”

Song Meixin burst into tears, covered her mouth and muttered, "Do you hate me so much?" ”

Ji Yunting did not hide his resentment, his eyes were like knives, and he said sarcastically: "I am not the only one who should hate you, I heard that Mrs. Li is only responsible for giving birth to and raising her, and after me, there is a poor girl who was left behind by you, and now no one knows whether the girl is dead or alive!"

Mrs. Li, when you committed sin, didn't you think that you would create retribution in the future?

If the baby girl you threw away has unfortunately passed away, your conscience will be disturbed for the rest of your life, right? After all, it was a life, but it was strangled by your own hands, you are an executioner, a murderer.

If the baby girl lives a big life and eventually grows up, don't think that she will recognize you, if she knows that you were born and abandoned her, I am afraid that she will hate you more than I do! ”

Song Meixin was injured by Ji Yunting's violent verbal attack, she was as if she had lost her strength, trembling, her legs were so weak that she couldn't support the weight of her body at all, and she collapsed to the ground softly.

"Hate me, you all hate me, I'm sorry for you, I de......serve it" Song Meixin hid her face and cried, her voice was hoarse and sad, and her elegant hair became a little messy in a few gaffes.

Seeing her thin body trembling from crying, Ji Yunting's heart also tugged fiercely.

He clearly knew that this woman was to blame for all this and was not worthy of forgiveness, but seeing her so helpless and painful, he still damn relented.

Just when Ji Yunting bent down slightly and was about to reach out to help Song Meixin, a black Maybach stopped steadily in front of the two.

Ji Yunting's eyes fell on the Maybach car, and then, his eyes wandered to the license plate, and after seeing that the Haicheng Special Economic Zone had a black license plate, the softness in his eyes disappeared, and he became cold and sharp again.

After the door of the back seat of the car was respectfully opened by the driver, a pair of shiny black leather shoes stepped out of the car.

The man was dressed in a neat dark gray suit, although his temples had gray hair and his face was wrinkled, but he had an elegant and noble temperament wandering all over his body.