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Chapter 237 Can't Stay (Full (2)
"Uncle Li."

"Old Li, what's the matter, what happened, Xiaoyan..."

"Mom, it's okay, don't come out, I'll go and have a look."

"Hey, what can I do now, okay, go and see your Uncle Li."

Mother Rong stood on the ground and spun around in a hurry, but she was afraid that she would just be in the way when she went out, so she didn't dare to touch her. Besides, she was really afraid of her stepson. Ever since she got married, she had only wanted to make this family better. He walked away, but this stepson never accepted his love. After graduating from high school, he even ran away from home and will never come back now.

"Uncle Li, how are you? Are you okay? I'll help you up."

"Hey, that pervert."

Supporting Li Zhengyu's appearance, he first arranged a chair that fell and let him sit down, then sighed and looked at Li Zhengyu with a worried expression, "Uncle Li, are you okay, I'll pour you a glass of water..."

"It's okay, it's just that my waist hurts..."

Sighing and not wanting to say more, Rong Yan had no choice but to turn around and help him pour water. This is not the first time a father-son dispute like today, every January or two, as soon as Li Guangzhi comes home, there will be such a dispute between father and son. Regarding the standpoint of this matter, Rongyan thinks that she really has no position to say... Just like Li Zhengyu's anger and anger, but he has nothing to do with Li Guangzhi, Rongyan has the same thoughts, no matter what, he is also a father and son, a direct relative Her father and son, what is her appearance? No matter how much Li Zhengyu loves her, she can't change her identity. To put it nicely, she is called a stepdaughter, but to put it badly, she is just an oil bottle!
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In the company, Yan Yan sighed and rubbed her brows. The lights outside the window had just come on. Looking down from the tall upstairs, it was like the lights of thousands of houses. The hour hand on the wall was already pointing to 08:30. She took a sip of tea and She withdrew her gaze and slowly packed up the files on the table, turned off the phone, was so hungry, and took a last look at the doors and windows of the office and all the places that used electricity until she finally confirmed that they were all closed before she took the bag and locked the door quickly Step towards the downstairs.

This is already her four consecutive days of overtime work this week.

All those people looked up to the sky and regarded her as a handyman in the entire secretary's office. When they got off work, almost everything flew in front of them. In the end...she is not afraid of being scolded, but no one in the secretary office is not afraid of that old aunt's perverted training for an hour or two...No one is not afraid of things like Tang Seng's magic spell...

The evening wind was blowing slowly, and people who left work or returned home late stood scattered on the platform.

Standing alone in the corner of the platform, Rongyan looked up at the direction of the car in the distance, but her brows were slightly furrowed, while her other hand was slowly covering it tightly. Stomach……

Her stomach has been bad since she was a child. During this period of heavy workload, her stomach finally began to show signs of being unbearable. After lunch, she felt bad, but at that time she insisted on brewing a cup to refresh herself. I poured instant coffee into my stomach. Fortunately, nothing happened all afternoon, but now I'm about to have an attack...

Cramping pain.

Little by little at first, a few minutes later the violent convulsions made her unable to straighten up.

His face was pale, and bean big sweat dripped down drop by drop in this early spring season.

Her face was so painful that she squatted on the ground and couldn't stand up straight, but no one paid attention to her...

The people and things in front of my eyes became heavy.

However, the noise of people and the occasional buzzing of passing cars sounded, and the people waiting for the bus walked away one after another. In the blur, Yan Yan seemed to see a bus stopped not far away, it seemed to be the one he often sat on Gritting his teeth, he straightened up and looked like he was going to get in the car, but his stomach was stirred up and down, and a person bumped him slightly on the side of his body. Driven by his habit, his face only felt as if his bones had been pulled out one by one. same pain...

(End of this chapter)