Dear Mr.Huo: I still love you

"What are you going to do? I mean, you send your child to a special school, get ready to work for a few months, and then leave the city? " I looked at Secretary Zhang and asked, if so, I can give her some salary and living expenses and let her live in other cities. Although I can't bear her and can't find such a serious person for a time, I think my mother will make the same decision as me when I see her so uncomfortable?

After listening to me, Secretary Zhang immediately smiled, but smiled so far fetched: "the company is at a critical moment, I can't go like this, and I haven't thought of where to go."

"Then you think it over and tell me the problem of money... I'll try my best to help you solve it." Anyway, Secretary Zhang pays a lot to the company. Even if the company needs a lot of money, she doesn't need her salary and living expenses.

"Good!" Secretary Zhang smiled at me and immediately entered the working state, and I didn't think much. After all, I have a personal choice, and I still need Secretary Zhang for the time being.

After working for a day, I was so busy that I forgot myself. For the first time, I felt so good to devote myself to my work.

After work, Secretary Zhang went to the hospital with me. On the way, she always said with guilt: "I haven't visited the old lady for such a long time. I don't know if she's doing well. Will it blame me?"

I quickly smiled at her and said, "how could it? You've been busy with the company for us these days, and my mother said, "I'm sorry for you!" Anyway, Secretary Zhang has paid so much for Zhou. Even if she doesn't visit my mother all the time, my mother can't say anything.

When I got to the hospital, my mother was very happy to see Secretary Zhang. They sat in the ward and chatted. When I ordered dinner to go back to the ward, I saw a flash of a figure?

This child... Zhang He, the son of Zhang Lishan?

With a trace of doubt, I walked to the corner of the corridor. When I looked at Zhang Lishan's son, his eyes showed a touch of hatred.

you 're right! It's hatred. If his eyes can kill, I think I've died countless times.

"How do you... Your mother is hospitalized in this hospital?" I asked after I knew it. I couldn't help laughing at myself. How could I ask such a silly question? The brain Department of this hospital is famous in this city, and Zhang Lishan's wife's coma must be related to the brain. How can she go to other places for treatment?

"Zhou Xiran, why don't you die? Why can you stand here happily? Why are you standing here? " Zhang he stared at me, clenched his fists, and his immature face showed resentment incompatible with his age.

I took a long breath. I just felt that the child was complaining too deeply. Maybe someone said other terrible bad things about me behind my back?

Although I don't know how to communicate with children, I think he can understand some things when they are clear. Zhou Enhe said, "your father hated me because of my personal power..."

Before I finished, Zhang he angrily came to me and pushed me. Although he was young, he was very strong. He pushed my feet and almost fell to the ground.

"He may be a bad man in your mouth, but he is a good father!" Zhang he suddenly roared at me. Maybe it was the sound changing stage. His voice felt like a male duck's voice. It was very harsh when it echoed in the corridor.