Chapter 328 (1/2)

”I'm here to make it clear to you that I don't have a business mind. It doesn't matter if I talk to you about home. Don't point at me. Plan early.”

When talking about Xiyao, he couldn't pronounce clearly, his mouth was shaking all the time, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

I haven't seen him for a long time. I don't know that he is so old, his eyes are sunken, and he is too thin to be sharp.

She took back her eyes and left.

Tan Xiyao sat up from the hospital bed, raised his hands, trembled and cried out her name: ”Mo, Mo......”

A few intermittent words, like a needle, pricked her hard for a while, or turned back, silent for a long time, left a sentence: ”take good care of yourself.”

Talking about Xiyao, he opened a pair of muddy eyes and looked at her in the air.

People ah, always like this, always wait until lost, just regret at the beginning, get people everywhere, and turn around to ask for help.

Tan Mo Bao wiped the cold sweat on the palm of his hand, went out of the ward, walked a few steps, and was stopped.

”On ink.”

It's the first time to hear Ms. Yang call her so calmly.

Talking about calligraphy, turn around.

Ms. Yang's sideburns are white. She is very old. She is as domineering as before, but she can't get rid of her tiredness. No matter how tough she is, she also seems to be a little weak: ”when your father has a stroke, I was thinking, if there's no one left, who will carry this holy card?”

I didn't talk about calligraphy.

Ms. Yang sneered, not sure whether it was self mocking or sarcastic: ”you are so powerful, everything you said has come true, you don't live long, your father and I are old and no one has died.”

In the past, when talking about calligraphy, she was so angry that she said a lot of such nonsense. However, she didn't think it would come true, shrugged her shoulders and asked, ”if you had thought about this, you would have been more polite to me?”

”No, I don't like you,” said Ms. Yang

That's her.

Always like a peacock.

Talking about the ink back to a heartless smile: ”what a coincidence, I hate you.”

It's easy to say it with a smile.

People, most of them remember evil but not good. They just remember that people who are not very magnanimous have to go back.

Ms. Yang gathered her shawl, turned haughtily, went to the ward, stopped, and did not look back. ”When your father's condition is stable, I will go abroad with him to provide for the aged,” she said

Talking about ink, turn around and go.

It's good that old people don't communicate with each other, don't see each other, don't hate each other, and give time to judge. As the wind blows for a long time every year, the long-standing clouds will naturally disperse.

In the middle of January, Tan family was acquired and incorporated into SJ's company. When the inside story of Tan family's drug testing was exposed, its reputation was greatly reduced. At that time, Tan family went abroad to seek medical treatment with his daughter. Since there was no one in Tan family, its foundation has been unstable. It is only known today that Shi Jin's hand reached Tan family at that time.

The money from the share sale was divided into two parts, one for his pension and the other for his wife, Ms. Yang. Talking about ink only knows that it's an astronomical number. She didn't move it, so she put it.

At the end of the month, Qin Yunliang was sentenced to 20 years in prison for murdering Qin Mingli.

Out of court, Huo Yining gave Qin Yunliang a file bag.

”This is the information you hid under the potted plant.”

Qin Yunliang opened it, looked at it for a few times, and was stunned.

”It's not you that Qin Mingli wants to report to Qin Xing, it's sufu.” Huo Yining paused, raised his eyebrows and looked at the man in prison suit. ”As for the evidence that you have enough money, Qin Mingli didn't open it at all after receiving it.”

”How could that be?”

At that time, he was in a panic. He didn't have time to talk with Qin Mingli. He decided that Qin Mingli was going to report him and wanted to kill people.

Qin Yunliang squats on the ground, covers his face and regrets.

Zhang rushed over and dragged him to beat and scold: ”you beast!”

”You return my son, you return my son!”

”Why don't you die!”

”Damn you!”

”Beast!”

Zhang cursed and kicked Qin Yunliang. The prison guard who escorted the prisoner couldn't hold her back. She angrily scolded and pulled. The corridor was full of uncontrollable screams and yells.

”Although it's a moth made by Su Fu, Qin Yunliang is really stupid. He gave himself a hole.” Tang Zhengyi sighed, ”he has done evil.”

Huo Yining is not sure.

Tang Zhengyi tut tut kept saying, ”when is the time to repay each other?”

When is it?

It doesn't stop.

”Where are you in a hurry?”

Chen Yiqiao stopped and looked up.

Wen Shihao is leaning on the stone pillar at the gate of the court. There is a light rain outside. She holds an umbrella and looks perfectly like: ”is it abortion?”Chen Yiqiao looked at her coldly and didn't speak.

Wen Shihao walked over with an umbrella, and his eyes were full of contempt and contempt. He said with a sneer: ”also, the Qin family changed its owner, Qin Mingli is gone, and it's no use keeping this bastard.” She glanced at Chen Yiqiao's stomach and smiled smugly, ”I'm not willing to be pregnant with a child. Before you can fly to the branch, the mother will lose her child.”

Chen Yiqiao suddenly smiled.

”What are you laughing at?”

She stood on the steps and looked down from the top. ”You're pathetic.”

”I am sad?” Wenshi is so cold and snorts.

”Do you think everyone is like you? It's all dirty and dark. ” Chen Yiqiao sneered coldly, ”no wonder people betray each other and don't love each other.”

”Chen Yiqiao!”

Wen Shihao roared and slapped angrily.

Instead of hiding, Chen took a step forward: ”you fight.” Raising her chin, she glanced sideways at the woman in front of her. She said, ”you are still on probation. If you dare to fight, I will dare to sue you.”

”You --”

Wenshi is so angry, clenched his teeth, and took back his hand: ”I'd like to see when you can be proud of your baby with a mother and no father in your stomach.”

Words just fell, her hair was caught, a turn, Zhang's palm will fan over.

With a clear and crisp sound, Wen Shihao was stunned, and his eyes were red: ”dare you hit me?”

Zhang pulled her scalp and threw her out: ”it's you ungrateful bitch.”

Wen Shihao, wearing high-heeled shoes, did not stand steadily, stumbled a few steps, and her umbrella fell off. She turned her head and stared at Zhang Shi.

”You --”

at this time, the lawyer and the prosecutor just came out of the door. She immediately collected her voice and put up a sentence under her voice: ”I remember this account first.”

Finish saying, Wen Shihao leaves angrily.

Zhang converged his anger and turned to look at Chen Yiqiao. His eyes seemed to skim over her stomach: ”I've found you a house. Please babysitter. You'll move in today.”

Her tone was irreconcilable.

Chen Yiqiao refused without hesitation: ”no, you don't have to send someone to monitor me. I won't have a abortion.” Naturally, her hands fell on her stomach, and she said in a flat voice, ”I will stay with this child.”

In her eyes, there was a soft light.

After a moment's meditation, Zhang took a card from his bag and handed it to her: ”there are two million here. I will make money in it every month later.”

She didn't answer it immediately, as if she was thinking. After a long time, she received the card: ”don't charge, two million is enough. Except for what the children have to spend, I won't move any more money inside.”

Zhang looked at her with disbelief: ”what do you mean? No money, no house. What do you want? ”

She said to herself, ”I don't want to give birth to my second brother. I want to give birth to him.”

With that, she put the card away, walked down the stairs, picked up the umbrella left by Wen Shihao. One hand was holding her stomach, and her abdomen was slightly raised. The other hand was holding the umbrella, and walked into the rain fog. Her back was thin, and her hair tip was gently shaken by the wind.

Zhang stood at the door of the court, stunned.

Across the road, Wen Shihao gets on a car.

The driver's secretary, Tang Jin, handed over a dry towel: ”general manager Xiao Wen.”

She wiped the rain on her body, and her face was still angry. She asked, ”what does Lin Anzhi say there?”

”Mr. Lin's secretary said that he was too busy to spare time.”