Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Jing Tong's tears fell down, she was afraid that the tears would wet the suicide note, and quickly raised her arms to wipe the tears. It took a while for her to calm down, blinking away her remaining tears and continuing to look down.

"Don't blame yourself, Dad's death is all Dad's own responsibility. It has nothing to do with you, but Dad is sorry for you. You and Jiang Yu should be good. If he becomes president, you are the President's wife. Power is the devil, and you will devour yourself if you are not careful. As the most powerful person in this country, you must be vigilant at all times, and you must not follow your father’s footsteps. It’s just that no one will support you. My father is worried that he will bully him in the future. What should I do. But my Tongtong is by no means a bullying character. Dad believes you have enough heart and ability to face it. Dad will bless you with your mother in heaven."

"After seeing me, your mother will probably scold me for a **** dog. But she will forgive me in the end. She always does. Sometimes dad is very happy that you inherited your mother's temperament..."

"It's almost dawn, just come here. Dad will always love you."

Jing Tong folded the letter carefully, put it back in the envelope, put it in the drawer, and then wept bitterly, as if he wished to cry all the sadness and weakness.

Jing Tong stayed in the room till night, and it was dark, and she didn't get up to turn on the light.

At this moment, the window suddenly brightened.

She was stunned, and looked up, not knowing where a large firework was lit, and the dark sky was shining brightly.

It should be the result of the general election... Jing Tong couldn't help but clenched his fists, and for a time he didn't have the courage to see the result.

She didn't let out a long breath until the fireworks burned out and the cheers of the servants came downstairs.

Jiang Yu won.

These long months finally passed, and his hard work was not in vain.

She did not drag him back after all... another letter left by her father, I don't know if it worked. Jiang Yu has been reluctant to use it, it seems that if it is used, it seems that he used his father, but in fact, he really does not need to be so... If he is not, his father will die, no doubt, how could she doubt his intentions What?

Thinking of this, Jing Tong struggled to support her body. She didn't eat well for two days. In addition, she just cried a lot, and her physical strength was too bad. Moreover, she finally began to feel hungry.

This is really good news.

Jing Tong went to the bathroom and washed his face, looking at his pale face and red eyes and face... Suddenly he felt that he was really ugly. Jiang Yu faced her with such a face for two days in a row, but did not feel appetite. Sure enough it is true love.

She sneered at herself and left the room downstairs.

She was greeted by the cheerful faces of the servants.

"Miss Jing, sir won!"

"In the future, Mr. will be the president! It may be the youngest president in history!"

"Miss Jing is our President's wife!"

In such an atmosphere, Jing Tong couldn't help laughing: "Yeah. When Jiang Yu comes back, he will definitely give everyone a bonus!"

She ate dinner with her servants and listened to them talking about the pride of serving the new president, always smiling.

Jiang Yu didn't rush back until late at night. Unlike the past, Jiang Zhai was still brightly lit tonight.

As soon as he walked in, he was hit by a figure who flew over.