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Chapter 320

Words:2666Update:22/06/17 19:00:20

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Some people were happy, while others were sad!

When Second Sister met a good man in her life …

Jiang Tingting?

She was standing alone in the morgue.

Looking at her mother's pale and twisted face, she covered her mouth in surprise. She couldn't believe … that the woman lying in the coffin in front of her was the once high-spirited Principal Shen.

At first, she was a little scared and didn't dare to move forward. She felt that the person who died was a stranger and had nothing to do with her.

Gradually, her mind recovered bit by bit.

Thinking of the situation she was about to face alone, she couldn't help but cry. Her cries became louder and louder, and finally turned into wailing … She wasn't crying for her mother's death, but for her lost future.

From now on, without her mother and Commander Yun, these two big trees, how was she going to live?

She didn't know how much time had passed.

Feng Yuanchao patted her shoulder gently from behind. "Tingting, crying won't solve the problem. Let's start to deal with the funeral now. There are still many things and procedures. Sign the papers, contact the crematorium, and so on. You must be strong now."

Jiang Tingting sniffled. The only person she could rely on now was Secretary Feng in front of her … Since she needed him, of course, she had to be sweet. Naturally, she didn't have the arrogant and bossy temper of a young lady like before. "Uncle Feng, I … have a lot of things that I don't understand. Please take care of them!"

"Don't worry." Feng Yuanchao paused and looked at her carefully. "Tingting, I know that you don't have any relatives in the city. If you can make it in time for the cremation today, I think it's simple and fast. There's no need to delay it. Don't you think so? In addition, after settling the funeral, what do you plan to do with yourself? Or will you still live in that small courtyard? "

Jiang Tingting still had a glimmer of hope. "What does Commander Yun mean?"

"The Commander is very busy now, and I can't get through to him."

Feng Yuanchao skillfully changed the topic and took all the responsibility on himself. "However, the Commander has already instructed me. What's the matter? It's all up to me. Personally, I don't think it's a good idea for you to live in a small courtyard alone. After all, your leg is injured and there's no one to take care of you, cook for you, or even wash your clothes … "

Jiang Tingting pouted and said tactfully, "Can the organization arrange a nanny for me?"

Huh?

What was she thinking at a time like this?

Feng Yuanchao smiled bitterly, "Tingting. The organization definitely can't do such a thing. You're not at that level. Besides, you haven't done anything for the country, right? Personally, I think you're the best … "

He stopped and changed his wording slightly. "I've already decided and sent someone to inform Hsu Mingwei to come and take you away and take good care of you for a period of time. After all, you two are husband and wife, right?"

Go with Hsu Mingwei?

Jiang Tingting couldn't help but say hatefully, "Commander Yun wants to dump me so badly? You want to force me away so soon? Could it be that if I stay in the city, I'll only embarrass him? "

Feng Yuanchao looked embarrassed. "Tingting, you're being a little unreasonable. When did Commander Yun force you? Did Commander Yun criticize you in person when you wrote an anonymous letter to Tiger? No, right? You and Hsu Mingwei are husband and wife, and you walked step by step to where you are today. What does it have to do with Commander Yun? He's the one who forced you. "

Jiang Tingting was speechless. "In short, I'm not going with Hsu Mingwei, and I'm not going to that damn village."

"Don't be willful! You can't be blamed for this! "

Feng Yuanchao's face darkened. "Tingting, don't blame me for not warning you. The small courtyard you're living in is only temporarily lent to you. Oh, no! It's lent to your mother. Now that your mother has passed away, if they want to take back the house, you'll be homeless. You're already an adult. Commander Yun has no obligation to take you in. Think about it carefully. "

Think about it?

What was there to think about?

Jiang Tingting knew very well that this was a disguised form of "coercion" … If she didn't leave, Commander Yun would think of ways to take back the house. Where would she live then?

She lowered her head and felt that the situation was hopeless.

She suddenly remembered her mother's parting words. "Tingting, our lives will completely change from today onwards."

Wasn't that right?

That was the last time the mother and daughter met. The two of them were separated by life and death from then on. Their circumstances were worlds apart.

She didn't dare to offend Feng Yuanchao now. After all, she still needed to rely on him for many things. She could only lower her head and keep quiet.

… …

A busy day passed.

At night.

She looked at the lonely urn on the bedside table … It seemed like only yesterday, her mother was still squatting here to light a furnace for her. What about today?

Her heart was full of resentment and hatred.

She didn't blame others or hate herself. It was all Mi Xaing 'er's fault.

Her stomach was rumbling with hunger and she didn't have the mood to cook. When she was thirsty, there was no hot water in the thermos … Jiang Tingting was now helpless and could only rely on herself. She struggled to stand up with the help of her walking stick. She wanted to boil some hot water to drink, but the furnace was cold and there was no fire at all.

She sat by the bed dejectedly and looked at the portrait of her mother on the urn. Her tears fell down again …

She felt that she was the most miserable person in the world now.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. Then, Hsu Mingwei's voice sounded, "Tingting, are you in the room? I heard some noise. Open the door quickly. It's me. I brought you some food. "

Food?

The power of food was obviously more charming than Hsu Mingwei.

Jiang Tingting took a deep breath and went to open the door … She took a look in the dark. Hsu Mingwei was obviously a little tanned and thin after not seeing him for a few days. Probably because he was in a hurry, his face looked a little haggard. There was mud and dust on his shoes and pants.

When Hsu Mingwei saw her appearance, his heart ached and he sighed. "Tingting, I've heard about what happened to your mother. Don't worry, you still have me. I can take care of you."

Jiang Tingting looked at him in a daze. "I'm already like this now. I'm like a rat crossing the street. Commander Yun wants to kick me out as soon as possible, but you're still willing to take care of me. Are you stupid?"

Hsu Mingwei patted his chest solemnly. "When I first got together with you, I made a promise to myself. As long as you don't despise me, I will treat you well for the rest of my life. Tingting, I really like you. I can do anything for you."

"…"

"Even if you can't dance anymore, even if you don't have a noble status …"

Jiang Tingting was dumbfounded. "What did you say? I can't dance anymore? "

Hsu Mingwei knew that he had misspoken. "Didn't Principal Shen tell you? Then forget it. We'll talk about it in the future. "

Jiang Tingting grabbed his arm. "No, you have to tell me clearly now. What's wrong with my leg? Can't I dance anymore? Will I become disabled? "

Hsu Mingwei had no choice but to tell her the truth. "I'm afraid there are some problems with dancing, but I can walk. It's just that I might be a little lame …"

Lame?

The proud swan … had become a lame ugly duckling?

Jiang Tingting felt that the sky was about to fall.

All of a sudden, all the bad things fell on her. She couldn't take it anymore. She threw herself at the head of the bed and wailed loudly. Her voice was deafening, and the entire courtyard could hear it clearly.

Hsu Mingwei could only comfort her by the side. He repeated the same sentence over and over again. "Don't worry. You still have me. I can take care of you."

He had said too much …

Jiang Tingting turned her head away. "You can take care of me? What ability do you have? Can you take revenge for me? You're just a doctor from a remote village. It's hard to say if you'll be able to return to the city in the future. "

Hsu Mingwei took a deep breath and tried to suppress his emotions. "Tingting, I didn't want to hurt you. You're right. I'm a poor doctor with nothing now. But what about you? How are you better than me? What do you have? Other than a bad reputation! "

"Get out of here!"

Hsu Mingwei sighed faintly. Not only did he not leave, he leaned against the kang bed and sat down. "Tingting, you should think of it this way. I still came to pick you up at a time like this, which means that I'm sincere to you. If you don't cherish me, if you lose me, then I can guarantee that you won't be able to find a man who loves you more than me in this lifetime! Let me put it bluntly. People should know their limits. Some happiness is beyond your reach. You can only grab what's right in front of you. "

"…"

"I … I love you. But you can't do whatever you want just because of my love. You can't trample on my pride just because of my love. I'm also a man. If you push me too far …"

Hsu Mingwei decided to take a strong stance. "If you really don't need me in this lifetime, then just say it. I won't cling to you anymore. Let's cut off all ties."

Cut off all ties?

Jiang Tingting faced the cold pot and the walking stick. He did not have the courage to say these words. After all, he was the only man by his side now.

Hsu Mingwei snorted coldly. "Tingting, accept your fate. You're destined to be tied to me for the rest of your life. You're destined to sleep by my side. Whether I'm handsome or not, whether I'm from the countryside or not, this is where you belong!"

----- Digression —

The conversation in the group yesterday …

Lady Shangguan: I like the flirtatious Staff Officer Xia.

Jiuyue: My Xia … isn't flirtatious, right?

Lady Shangguan: I don't care. Anyway, his lower body belongs to me.

Zhou Zhou: Huh? What did you say?

Lady Shangguan: Oh my, I typed the wrong word! The rest of his life belongs to me!

Jiuyue: (sweating) …

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