The famous family loves marriage, sweet to the point

177 Chapter 178: I miss you
"You made Ah Yuan an unfilial person. If the old lady dies with such regrets, do you think you can live a comfortable life with peace of mind after marrying Ah Yuan? You want Ah Yuan to live in self-blame and guilt for the rest of his life. ?”

He Su'e's words lingered in Ye Qingxin's ears like a curse.

She got out of He Su'e's car and walked on the road to the hospital. People around her were in a hurry, with fear of the disease or worry about their loved ones in their eyes.

A love that involves family affection will always make people unable to make a choice, and it will continue to be chaotic.

The sky was gloomy and the wind was bleak. Ye Qingxin was sitting on a wooden bench in the small garden next to the inpatient building. After an unknown amount of time, snowflakes began to float in the sky, getting bigger and bigger.

Ye Qingxin reached out to pick it up, and the snowflakes fell lightly on her palm, and were quickly melted by her body temperature, leaving only faint wet marks.

"Xinxin, what are you doing sitting here?" A familiar male voice rang in my ear.

Ye Qingxin was wearing a down jacket hat on her head, and the furry loops blocked her view, so she had to raise her head very high to see the faces of the people beside her.

Jing Boyuan watched the girl raise her head. Against the backdrop of the wide hat and fur ring, her palm-sized face looked even more petite and exquisite. Ceramic doll.

Seeing Jing Boyuan's face clearly, Ye Qingxin smiled slowly, "Are you back? Have you finished dealing with the company's affairs?"

Jing Boyuan stretched out his hand to pull her up, "Do you have something on your mind?"

Ye Qingxin walked over with small steps, put her arms around Jing Boyuan's waist, and buried her face in his chest, "Well, I have something on my mind." After a pause, she said, "I miss you."

The man was wearing a suit shirt and a long black overcoat. His trouser legs were straight and his black business shoes were shiny. It made this man tall and straight, deep, steady and powerful.

Hearing this, he chuckled lightly, unbuttoned his coat, wrapped the girl's petite body in his arms, raised his hand to brush off the snow falling from her roof, and said softly, "You can't think about where you are, you have to think about it in the wind. not cold?"

Ye Qingxin put her arms through the gap between his waist and the coat, and clasped her hands at the belt on his back waist. The man's strong body filled her arms, making her heart very full.

After a while, Jing Boyuan said calmly: "Go back."

The two embraced and entered the gate of the inpatient building. Ye Qingxin was tall and slender, but her frame was slender, and she was thin. She was tightly wrapped by Jing Boyuan's coat and arms. The contrast between tall and petite seemed very harmonious. .

Wen Zeyan was about to go out to buy dinner for Lu Jie, but when he saw this scene, he was slightly taken aback, and immediately walked over to greet Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan.

It's just that when he greeted Jing Boyuan, he didn't dare to meet the man's sharp eyes.

Last time in the courtyard of Ye's house in T City, this man's few words made him feel ashamed and humble, and that feeling made him very unhappy.

Jing Boyuan nodded slightly at him indifferently, as a greeting, and then took Ye Qingxin's hand to the VIP elevator.

Wen Zeyan went back to Lu Jie's single ward after shopping for a meal. Seeing the rosy woman before turned into such a sallow and emaciated appearance, she couldn't tell what she felt. The more beautiful and juicy girl lost her mind for a moment.

"Zeyan." Lu Jie called him.

Wen Zeyan recovered, "Well, what's wrong?"

Holding the chopsticks, Lu Jie was pawing at the rice in the bowl sullenly, the domineering brilliance in her eyes had long since disappeared, "Have you seen Ye Qingxin?"

Wen Zeyan was taken aback, although she didn't understand how she knew, she didn't refute it.

"You go out in the afternoon and lose your mind when you come back, and go out in the evening and lose your mind when you come back. Except for Ye Qingxin, there is no one else in this world who can make you lose your mind like this." Lu Jie said in an unexpectedly calm tone, "You I have been married for three years, and you have never been sincere to me."

Wen Zeyan didn't know what to say for a while.

Lu Jie said again: "The doctor said that I can live for three months at most, Zeyan, I have no other requirements, I just hope that you will marry another woman in the future, have other children, and treat our Kai well." Kay."

Wen Zeyan is still young, only 25 or [-] years old, and it is inevitable to marry again.

After three years of marriage, she has never enjoyed her husband's sincere love. Those loves and attachments at the beginning have quietly disappeared. Now the only thing she can't let go of is her son who is about to lose his mother just after he was born.

After a long silence, Wen Zeyan said: "Kaikai is my son, so I will treat him well."

Tears rolled down Lu Jie's eyes.

She really wanted to ask: "You will treat him well, but what about the wife you will marry later?"

But in the end, she didn't ask any more questions.

What is obtained by unscrupulous means will eventually be lost, and if you do bad things, you have to pay the price.

That night.

He Su'e received a call from the cemetery, saying that the tomb in Su Mucheng had been smashed.

She rushed there in the heavy snow. Under the pale street lights at night, the tombstones in Sumu City were smashed to pieces with a hammer. Rip it out and shred it.

"Ah!" He Su'e screamed, and rushed to hug the black urn, as if someone had stabbed her hard in the heart with a knife.

Fourteen years later, she no longer loves this man as much as before, but this man, after all, is the person she has been obsessed with for more than 14 years. He is already dead, and if he is treated like this, her heart hurts uncontrollably.

"Who is it? Ah? Who is it?" She almost growled and shouted at the cemetery staff.

The keeper of the tomb is an elderly grandfather with a frightened expression on his face: "Three strong men suddenly came half an hour ago, rushed in with hammers and smashed at the tomb. I, I, I was afraid at the time. I didn't dare to come out, but I called the police...but the police haven't come yet..."

He Su'e was stunned for a long time, then took out her mobile phone with trembling fingers and dialed a number.

It rang for a long time over there, and just before the call was about to end, he answered slowly, "What's the matter?"

The calm and indifferent male voice reveals the alienation of business affairs.

"It was you! You were the one who smashed his tomb, right?" He Su'e asked sadly.

There was silence for a while before replying: "Yes."

"Why did you do this? He has been dead for 14 years, and you still haven't let him go. What are you going to do?"

The other side said: "You are looking for Xinxin for the first time. I told you not to have a second time. You didn't listen."

"Jing Boyuan! You don't even spare a dead person, are you still human?"

There was a chuckle on the other side, "You know best whether I am human or not." After a pause, the other side said again: "If there is a third time, I will crush him to ashes."

"Ah!" Under the pitch-black sky, with heavy snow falling, He Su'e was crying out of control, holding a fistful of ashes of the man she had loved for more than 20 years.

The heavy snow lasted for two days and two nights, and it didn't clear up until the third day, and the whole capital was covered with snow.

Ye Qingxin will go to Shanghai to participate in the semi-finals of the CNNO Young Fashion Designer Contest in ten days. The prizes in this competition are very rich, not to mention the prize money, just the fashion catwalk shows in ten cities at home and abroad and free study at international prestigious schools. This year's opportunity has attracted most young designers in the clothing industry.

"Xinxin will definitely win the competition this time." Si Mingjing looked at the five sets of sample clothes on the model, her eyes full of wonder.

To put something offensive, she has been a pattern maker for so many years, and these five sets of clothes are the most tempting to try on among the many clothes she has made.

It is the kind of good-looking that you want to try on your body when you see it.

In this competition, the judging criteria does not depend on the judges' scoring and on-site voting, but on the number of sales and sales.

At that time, buyers from all over the world will be the most present at the semi-finals.

Every year, the major international and domestic fashion weeks, no matter how high the standard is, the ultimate goal is to sell. The clothes designed make people want to try them on, and the first step to success has been taken.

Ye Qingxin looked at her work and was also very satisfied.

She liked to sketch and draw since she was a child, and when she was admitted to college, Tai Zhengting saw that she intended to be an art student, so he readily paid for her to study art, and finally she lived up to expectations and entered the Academy of Fine Arts of B University with excellent grades.

"Thank you, Sister Jing. Thanks to Sister Jing's help, my design draft can be converted into such a perfect costume." Ye Qingxin spoke the truth.

Siming smiled quietly, "Without your draft, I couldn't do it even if I wanted to."

After the two talked for a while, Ye Qingxin returned to her desk and continued to complete the draft of the design that Han Huohuo had given her.

At five o'clock in the evening, she leaves work with the others.

She didn't ask Master Lu to pick her up, and planned to take a taxi to the hospital by herself.

Perhaps because of guilt, she would go to the hospital to visit Mrs. Jing every day, otherwise she always felt that something was missing.

The cold wind was blowing, and it cut people's faces like ice knives. Ye Qingxin was wearing a hat and a scarf, and only her eyes were standing on the side of the road to take a taxi. A 'grunt' sound of hunger.

She doesn't have much interest in eating, and she doesn't usually eat much. Recently, for some reason, her appetite has inexplicably improved, and she often feels hungry.

The car passed by the supermarket, and she got out of the car to buy something to fill her stomach.

There was a van unloading goods at the gate of the supermarket. Ye Qingxin passed by. Suddenly, a large and heavy box rolled down on the truck and fell on the ground with a bang, as if it had hit someone. Ye Qingxin heard a loud noise. Shout out.

She didn't care at all, but she was stunned when she came to the front.

It was Tai Zhengting who was crushed under the big box.

Tai Zhengting, in his 50s, was wearing a porter's overalls, with a disheveled face and one leg under the box. A young man in his 20s was trying to lift the box while cursing, "Can you do it? If you can't, get out! The boss doesn't spend money to hire a man. He usually moves things slowly. I won't talk about you. If you can't pick up something, who is responsible? Who will accompany you? ?”

Tai Zhengting blushed with an old face, he didn't know whether it was because of being humiliated by a young man publicly reprimanded, or because of leg pain.

Suddenly, he saw Ye Qingxin who was standing aside looking at him, and a look of embarrassment slid across his face.

Ye Qingxin looked at his distressed appearance covered in dust, and for some reason, suddenly remembered ten years ago, before his mother's sick bed, when Tai Zhengting said to her like a father, "Uncle will take care of you in the future" The reliable appearance, and the bold appearance when he told her four years ago, "Xinxin likes to draw and go to school, and my uncle is rich".

A noodle shop next to a supermarket.

Ye Qingxin ordered a bowl of beef noodles for Tai Zhengting, watching him gobble it up, it was really hard to connect this old and frail middle-aged man with the high-spirited businessman he used to be.

After eating a bowl of noodles, Tai Zhengting wiped his mouth, took out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket with trembling fingers, took a deep breath after lighting it, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Ye Qingxin noticed that his hands were covered with calluses and old and new wounds, thinking that he had had a very difficult time in the past few months.

On the way to the noodle shop, she found that one of his legs was lame.

Dou Weier said more than three months ago that Tai Zhengting committed suicide by jumping off the building and did not die, but broke his leg.

Ye Qingxin doesn't know how she feels. Tai Zhengting once had dirty thoughts about her, and even wanted to push her to an old man whose body was half buried in the loess. She hated him; but in the past ten years, he has indeed had Thanks to her, if not, she wouldn't be able to go to college at all, and I don't know what will happen now.

"You are very happy, seeing me like this now." Tai Zhengting breathed out, looking depressed, "The company went bankrupt, Li Shufen divorced me, and left with the last savings, Shiyun doesn't recognize me as a father, Shiyun Shi is lying in the hospital and has to pay a lot of medical expenses every day. I want to die, but I am alive with a broken leg. I can't even do a job as a porter. All of my friends made troubles when they were in trouble, and I really complied with the saying, 'If you do all the bad things, you will get retribution sooner or later'."

Ye Qing was silent.

Tai Zhengting continued: "Do you still remember that Xiaoguo hurt Li Liang's youngest son?"

Ye Qingxin was startled, of course she remembered that Xiaoguo pushed Li Liang's youngest son to the head, and the Li family insisted on forcing her to spend 5000 million before letting Xiaoguo go...

She looked at Tai Zhengting. In fact, there were many unreasonable things in that incident.

What's the situation in their family, you can find out with a little inquiring, let alone 5000 million, even if there is no 5000, why did the Li family insist on asking their family to take out [-] million?That is simply impossible...

"Actually, the Li family wanted to kill Xiaoguo to avenge their youngest son. I gave Li Liang a sum of money and asked him to help me force you to submit." Tai Zhengting took a puff of cigarette, smiled, and said, "I didn't expect Jing As soon as Bo Yuan came out, he even took over the entire Li family, and I'm afraid that Li Liang would not know how he died until his death."

"Do you think that I have helped your family for so many years out of good intentions? Heh! Zhou Qiaoqiao repented of her marriage back then, which made me lose face. I helped you all because I wanted to save some face. Only when I told those people did I know it was worth it." The person she entrusted to her for life, she likes you, not only because you are beautiful, but also because you are Ye Jundong's daughter. Although you are not her own, if I get you, I will bring you to Ye Jundong in the future, and I will be able to kill him ,Ha ha……"

Ye Qingxin was silent.

"And my silly son, thank you for taking this trouble for me."

for a long time.

Ye Qingxin laughed out loud, "Although you have ulterior motives in helping our family, it cannot be denied that I have the opportunity to go to college because of your ulterior motives in helping us. It was you who ulterior motives brought me to that drinking party I just got to know Jing Boyuan, and it was because you gave Li Liang a sum of money with ulterior motives to force me to submit to you, so you unintentionally saved Xiaoguo's life."

Tai Zhengting was slightly taken aback.

Ye Qingxin got up, took out some money from her wallet and put it on the table, and said, "This meal is my last repayment to you. From now on, I will never owe you anything."

Tai Zhengting sat on his seat and smoked one puff after another. After a long time, he got up and was about to leave. Seeing that he was leaving, the waiter came to clear the table, picked up the paper note on the table, and suddenly found a note under it, so he yelled to stop Tai Zhengting, "Is the note under the money yours?"

Tai Zhengting took it in doubt and opened it, and was startled suddenly.

It was a cash check of 500 million yuan, and he could recognize the handwriting. When Ye Qingxin was 11 years old, she wrote an essay called 'My Uncle' and won an award. When he returned to T City, the little girl brought the award-winning essay to him. In his view, although the font is not as good-looking as it is now, it already has the original style.

He still remembers the first sentence of the composition, which was 'my uncle, like my father'.

The eye sockets were suddenly moist, Tai Zhengting thought, how could he be her father.

The wind blows from the ground, and the blown dust always gets into people's eyes.

It was only after Ye Qingxin came out of the noodle shop that she realized that she should also buy a bowl of noodles for herself. Just as she was thinking, her phone rang.

It was Jing Boyuan's call, asking why she didn't go back to school.

Ye Qingxin didn't realize that Jing Boyuan knew she didn't go back to school, so she just said: "I'm having dinner outside, after dinner I'll go to the hospital to see grandma, and then I'll go back to school."

Jing Boyuan: "Why didn't Master Lu send you off?"

Ye Qingxin smiled: "It's very convenient to take a taxi, and I always let Master Lu follow me, I feel uncomfortable."

Jing Boyuan didn't continue this topic, and told her to be careful on the way.

Ye Qingxin gave an 'hmm' and said, "Don't drink at the bar, let those who stand in the way drink."

Jing Boyuan smiled: "I know."

After picking up the line, Ye Qingxin suddenly wanted to drink porridge, so she found a nearby porridge shop. She ate two cages of shrimp dumplings and two bowls of porridge. She felt a little hungry, so she packed two more siu mai, and took a taxi while eating. Hospital.

　small theater:

　　Boss: "Second and third, are you hungry? I'm so hungry."

　　Second child: "I'm hungry too."

　　Third child: "Mom, dinner is ready!"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)