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Chapter 260 The Tragedy of Love ([-])

As soon as Xia Tian stepped into the office, Pei Bing told: "Director Fan is looking for you." Pei Bing cast a self-seeking look.

……

"Director, are you looking for me?"

"Why are you late? Do you have any discipline?"

Xia Tian lowered his head: "I'm really sorry. Me, I have a little personal matter."

Fan Jia has a very bad impression of people who are late for no reason.If an immediate leader can still talk to you, talk about your shortcomings, and talk about the aspects you need to improve and pay attention to, at least it means that you are not hopeless.

But when the leader is too lazy to entangle you with this problem, it means that in her eyes, you cannot improve in a certain aspect, and she believes that you cannot improve.

Maybe it was because of the non-stop asking for leave in the previous summer. In the first impression, no matter whether it was a matter of asking for leave or not, it would give people a lack of rigorous work attitude. In addition, this summer did not give a reason. Fan Jia thought that summer was undisciplined. Temper.

Fan Jia didn't say much else, and threw Xia a bunch of materials: "Sort this out and write a rectification proposal. This time you can use your unlimited imagination and don't need to follow the routine. This is an internal document."

Fan Jia looked at Xia Tian's back and shook her head.Xia Tian, ​​I'm afraid I won't be able to be a leader for the rest of my life.She, no.

Holding the materials in his arms, Xia Tian honestly began to write the report.She didn't dare to test Fan Jia's bottom line, she really wanted to ask for leave, she really wanted to visit Liu Yun and ask how it was.Liu Yun's dazed back makes Xia Tian feel troubled when she thinks about it, but she dare not...

Liu Yun, who had borrowed money at the other end, was standing at the station entrance, clutching her hands tightly, waiting for her mother.

Mother Liu looked around after getting off the train.

"mom!"

Liu's mother walked over quickly, and hit Liu Yun with her fist when she reached Liu Yun's side: "You are my enemy, I am not your mother, I am not! Why should I give birth to you? Don't call me mother."

When Liu Yun raised her face in tears, Mother Liu burst into tears: "This face, this face... Woohoo, Yun, you're going to kill your mother."

The two women stood at the exit of the train station where people were coming and going, ignoring other people's eyes, and weeping in each other's arms.

Mother Liu felt that her heart had been torn into eight petals.She hated her daughter for not living up to expectations, and felt even more distressed for her daughter being beaten like this.blame!Blame her daughter for not learning well, but her heart hurts. The daughter she raised little by little, unexpectedly...

Liu's mother beat Liu Yun's back for a while, and said with a sob: "It's okay, it's okay. Mom is here, don't be afraid."

Repeated contradictory behavior, came to the Kyoto City People's Hospital.Opening the door of the ward and seeing Father Liu's miserable appearance, Mother Liu felt that the sky was falling.

In the six-person ward, Liu's mother felt sorry for her husband, and wanted to turn her head to blame Liu Yun, but seeing her daughter's face was hurt, she took a deep breath before holding back.

It was inconvenient to speak, so Father Liu just let out a long sigh.When Mother Liu arrived, she went out to find a doctor to inquire about the situation.Get hot water and wipe my husband's face and hands.After finishing all the busy work, looking at Liu Yun who had been standing like a punishment, he pulled Liu Yun's hand out of the ward and dragged him to a relatively secluded place.

"Go find a mirror and apply this ointment. Did you borrow the money for your father's hospitalization? How much is it in total?"

"One hundred and five."

Mother Liu lifted up the front of her skirt, opened the big padded jacket inside, and then revealed a layer of thread clothes inside, with a cloth pocket sewn at the navel, pulled the end of the thread away, and took out a wad of money from inside.

"Here, it doesn't matter who borrows it and pays it back."

"Mom, Mom..." Liu Yun lowered her head, tears rolling down her cheeks: "Mom, beat me up. Hit me. Just don't be nice to me." Liu Yun, who relies on her throat for food, has a very hoarse voice.

Liu's mother turned her head to the side: "What's the use of blaming you? Mom and your dad didn't educate you well!" After speaking, she looked at Liu Yun squarely: "Yun, break with him? Mom begs you."

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Some people, some things, scars all over, just because of a single thought.

Liu Yun sat alone on the bed in the guest house, wiping her face seriously with a small mirror in her hand.

Cut the mess with a quick knife?Then I suffer in vain?Was my dad beaten for nothing?She held the ointment tightly, and the round apple face in the mirror, the eyes mean:

How could she be afraid?Even if my youth is gone and my head is full of white hair, I can't lose him, and I will make Zhang Hua unhappy all his life.

Hmph, so what about Zhang Yi's own sister, no one can stop her.Zhang Hua, wait for Liu Yun.I will pay you back for my father's sins today!I will avenge those who have enemies!
Liu Yun smiled at the mirror, and she muttered something: Nie Zheng's father in the Warring States Period was brutally killed for casting swords for the King of Han.Nie Zheng was determined to avenge his father.The king of Han summoned Nie Zheng to play in the palace, and Nie Zheng fulfilled his long-cherished wish of revenge.Hehe, what an interesting story...

When Xia Tian got home from get off work, before he had time to ask his mother-in-law to go to see Liu Yun tomorrow, he saw Song Yaping approaching mysteriously.

"What's the matter, Mom?"

Song Yaping glanced sideways at the kitchen, and dragged Xia Tian to her own bedroom. It was obvious that it was either an important matter or gossip.

Song Yaping saw Xia Tian staring at her with both eyes shining, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and cleared her throat: "Sit, why are you standing there?"

"Mom, tell me." Xia Tian sat on the edge of the bed, posing.It's not a matter of urgency, it's a matter of betrayal.

"Your friend in the art troupe is called Liu Yun, right?"

Song Yaping got Xia Tian's nod, and after confirming, she said: "That's her, something happened." Then she deliberately kept her secret and waited for Xia Tian's exclamation.

Xia Tian: This is not nonsense!Should I ask you for leave?I'm afraid that if you don't give false information, your mind is full of making up lies!

"Ah? What's going on? Mom, you know?" He made an unexpected gesture.

Song Yaping nodded mysteriously: "It has been spread internally, and it is a secret that cannot be spread out. In fact, you know everything you should know."

Xia Tian is anxious to death, can you say the main point?

"Mom, do you know the details? You heard about it in the hospital, so it can be seen that the speed is fast enough. What kind of situation can it be spread around as gossip? Between my friend and Zhang Yi Maybe nothing."

Song Yaping shook her head: "You! Oh, I'm so glad that you won't be allowed to contact that girl again.

It is said that your friend's father was beaten up by someone from the Chen family, ah, yes, Zhang Yi's daughter-in-law's family, um, and Zhang Yi's eldest sister.

The girl's father came to visit relatives in the army, but the father and father were beaten together.It is said that Zhang Yi's elder sister blamed Zhang Yi's divorce on your friend from the art troupe.

Do you think that Zhang Hua is short-hearted?Even if there is a reason for this, it must be that the girl from the old Chen family filed for divorce when she saw that the Zhang family was down and out.She actually joined hands with that ex-sibling, it's really messed up..."

Song Yaping was very emotional while talking, what kind of activists demand progress?Any functions?
Looking back at Xia Tian, ​​it's good not to ask for progress.well!She guessed that Xia Tian couldn't file for a divorce when she was down and down, she felt that she wouldn't be mistaken...

　It's five o'clock tomorrow, six o'clock in the morning.Good night everyone.

　　Recommend a friend's masterpiece "Rebirth of the Fierce Girl Aoba" to dress up as an ancient small peasant girl to make a fortune and fight for the best, and watch the growth story of little Aoba.

　　


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