Chapter 1817 (1/2)

”But...”

Lin Mengya didn't care about the previous words. She had been waiting for this, but.

Master Zheng's expression was dignified, and his eyes looked at them with a sense of oppression.

”Some things are the private affairs of the Zheng family. I don't want anyone to get involved. Rongrong and Xi'er are a family in the end, and they are just some misunderstandings. In that case, it's up to our own people to explain. There's really no need to bother others.”

Hearing this, Lin Mengya felt that something was wrong.

She raised her head and looked at master Zheng without fear.

”It's my husband's duty to cure the sick and save people. We're here just to cure the young lady. I don't understand what you said.”

Master Zheng was not angry, but he was also a little unhappy.

It seems that she is a little apprentice and should not be so unruly.

”I don't want to make some words too clear, but your husband should know what I mean. Every family has its own worries. If outsiders get involved, it will be trouble. Mr. Yang, do you think I'm right?”

Long Tianyu neither nodded nor shook his head, but looked at him with an almost ignored look.

It felt like he was staring at a mass of air without paying any attention to the people in front of him.

Master Zheng was secretly frightened. He had guessed that the miracle doctor must be extraordinary.

But this is his home and his study. There is absolutely no reason to be afraid of an outsider.

”Housekeeper, get up early tomorrow. Haosheng will send them out of the city. Prepare a generous gift. Don't neglect it.”

”Yes, sir.”

The housekeeper withdrew to prepare, but under such an obvious departure order, Lin Mengya snorted coldly.

”To put it bluntly, isn't Mr. Zheng still afraid of publicity? But I'm curious. Is Zheng Rongrong your own daughter? In order to please the next owner, you pushed your daughter into the fire. I've seen it today.”

Lin Mengya's words made master Zheng look very different.

He stared at the younger generation in front of him angrily, and his words cooled down.

”What do you know? It's our Zheng family's business. It's not your turn for an outsider to interrupt!”

”No wonder Zheng Rongrong's body is so bad and she has to work day by day. The wolf of the family, where can she relax for half a minute? Mr. Zheng, your tragic wife can look at you in the sky. What face do you have to see her after a hundred years!”

Lin Mengya's harsh words made master Zheng furious.

But the last word put him out in an instant.

His first wife, who is gentle and smart, has loved his daughter almost all his life.

The guilt in the deepest part of his heart, which was strongly suppressed by him, swarmed in, almost tearing his heart apart.

The whole person collapsed in the chair, and his eyes inadvertently fell on the Begonia outside the window.

It was the day of his marriage. He planted it with his wife.

After all, he failed her.

For a moment, master Zheng lost the power to argue with her.

Just lazily waved his hand and said, ”I don't want to take care of the things between you and Rongrong. But one thing, Xi'er can't do anything.”

”Don't worry, Mr. Zheng. As long as he doesn't die himself, Miss Rongrong still cares about the old relationship. Besides, we are just outsiders. Just cure Miss Rongrong. We can't control anything else.”

Lin Mengya is in a bad mood.

Even though master Zheng's purpose is for the whole Zheng family, Zheng Luxi wants, but his daughter's life!

From what she said just now, Lin Mengya already knew that master Zheng didn't know nothing about his nephew's treatment of his daughter.

Even if you know, what can you do?

Now, I have to take the initiative to cover up for his nephew.

It was the first time she had seen such a ”selfless” father.

”If you have nothing to do, we'll leave first.”

Lin Mengya pulls up long Tianyu and pushes open the door impolitely.

But unexpectedly, the housekeeper was standing outside.

Seeing them, the housekeeper didn't ask anything, but made a ”please” gesture to show them the way.

Lin Mengya looked back and saw master Zheng, staring in a direction outside.

There is only one Begonia by the window, nothing else.

Oh, love is deep only when you die.

In that case, why not try your best to take care of it when you have it?

Isn't it selfish and cowardly, in the eyes of strangers, playing the drama of deep love and no regret?

She was too lazy to look, and it was not worth it for Zheng Rongrong and Mrs. Zheng.

One is the husband and the other is the father. They should have become their shelter, but they have become the source of pain.

She doesn't believe in the helpless act of ”sacrificing the small self and fulfilling the big self”.