C245 (1/2)

Although he had completed all of these tasks, his heart was still in tears. His pain was no less than Xia Xiaoxin's!

In his entire life, he was muddle-headed and had never done anything good. When he met Xia Xiaoxi, he originally intended to be a good person again, but in the end …

Suddenly, from a distance, a blinding light hit him. A car stopped three to four meters away from him.

He raised his eyes, but his vision was pierced so that he couldn't see anything clearly.

He put his hand over his eyes, squinting to see who was getting out of the car.

When that person approached and blocked the dazzling light, he realized that this person had abandoned him more than a year ago. Today, he had once again forced him to betray his own little conscience — — Jiang Ying.

”Ying?” ”Why are you here?” Jiang Ying's arrival was like a flash of light and a flash of flame, instantly illuminating Jiang Ping's dark heart and warming his body. His body … He couldn't help but exclaim in excitement as he stretched out his numb and frozen hand to grab Jiang Ying's hand.

Jiang Ying repulsively put her hands behind her back and asked, ”Why didn't you take a taxi back? When did you become so thrifty? ”

Jiang Ping dejectedly lowered his hand and said in a low voice, ”This hospital is too far away. There's no place in the village or in the back. There are no taxis.”

”What about the train? And there's no bus? ” Jiang Ying frowned.

”The train stopped at seven-thirty.” Jiang Ping lowered his head. Facing the arrogant Jiang Ying, he suddenly felt that he was as small and lowly as a shady mouse.

”Like I said, no matter how much you change, it won't change too much! How could he bear to part with the money? Furthermore, she was the one who gave you the money. Jiang Ying mocked.

”…” Jiang Ping did not argue, nor did he have the face to argue. In the past few decades, he had been a gambler, and whenever he found some money in his family, he would take it to the gambling table without a word.

It was for this reason that he had indirectly caused the death of his wife, causing Jiang Ying to turn into her current vicious and merciless appearance.

”But it's good that you didn't leave immediately. I have something to tell you. Let's get in the car and talk. It's too cold here! ” Jiang Ying tightened her mink coat, turned around and ran to the front of the car. She opened the door and quickly got in.

Closing the door, he saw Jiang Ping still standing there in a daze. He couldn't help but feel angry. He rolled down the window and stuck his head out, shouting, ”What are you still standing there for? Are you planning to stand there all night?! ”

”Coming, coming!” Although Jiang Ping didn't want to go up at all. Her car, however, felt a sense of dread from the bottom of his heart after she yelled at it. He didn't dare to be slow and hastily walked towards the car with his two stiff legs.

He opened the passenger door and was about to sit down when Jiang Ying coldly said, ”Sit in the back! I'm not used to talking to you at such a close distance. ”

Jiang Ping nodded weakly and slowly lowered his legs. He closed the door and walked to the back of the car. He opened the door and sat in the backseat.

The car was luxurious, with a leather seat. The moment one sat inside, they would feel extremely comfortable, and they would want to immediately fall asleep.

Next to it was a small refrigerator filled with fruit wine and pastries.

Jiang Ping was very hungry, but he didn't dare to move, nor did he want to.

This car was several times more luxurious than the one Xia Xinxin was driving, but he truly felt comfortable and comfortable inside it.

He raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him, who was dressed in expensive fur and exuded a strong fragrance. He suddenly felt as if he was about to collapse.

He really wanted to cover his face and cry.

For himself, for Jiang Ying, for Xia Xinxin!

Only now did he realize that, in his heart, Xia Xinxin was already his own daughter, and Jiang Ying was no longer his daughter. She was just a stranger related to her by blood!

This kind of feeling made him feel as if his heart had been cut by knives. He was at a loss as to what to do next.