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Chapter 40 The War of Two Men

"I..." Yang Shuting slowly came back to her senses and glanced at him, hesitating. She had no choice but to do this because she really had no other choice.

"Secretary and assistant, a high-paying job, isn't it enough to satisfy your vanity?" Ling Weihao said angrily, "You want to be cheap, but not to the core, but you are so cheap that it makes me feel sick and terrible.

...I really shouldn't have saved you."

He was in the office at that time and just finished his work. He thought of her in his mind and called her. He dialed but didn't answer. He continued to call and finally she answered. No one dared to answer his call, except

She alone, this woman who knows nothing about heaven and earth.

Yang Shuting had already burst into tears. She lowered her head, bit her lower lip, and said, "I really can't help it. My mother is ill. She is very ill. The old disease has recurred. She had an operation the day before yesterday, and her condition is not the same."

It’s not very optimistic, so I have to choose this way to earn more money, so that I can save my mother and help her get better quickly and recover quickly. I really need money, I really need it, and I

Very important..."

Ling Weihao was silent and didn't say a word. It turned out that he had misunderstood her.

After a moment, Ling Weihao said: "You chose this method. If your mother finds out, she will never forgive you, and your friends around you will not forgive you."

"So what, I really have no choice. Watching her suffer so much, I would rather suffer myself than let my mother suffer like this." Yang Shuting said uncontrollably.

Ling Weihao frowned slightly, watching her burst into tears, watching her sad and sad, crying with snot and tears, but he didn't stop her and just let her cry. Maybe she would feel better if she cried.

Afterwards, Ling Weihao drove her home and learned that her family lived in Jinshan Community. Most of the buildings here were old and rented buildings where migrant workers lived. He frowned and asked, "You live here?"

"

"Yes." Yang Shuting's voice was hoarse because she cried so hard just now. There were still traces of tears on her face, and there was no light in her swollen eyes, only sadness.

She and her mother have lived here for several years and almost regard it as their home. As for her hometown, the building made of tiled red bricks is believed to be covered with spider webs and a thick layer of

Thick dust. Only on Qingming Festival and Double Ninth Festival will I go home to sweep graves and clean the house.

Jinshan Community was originally planned by Ling Weihao and was later developed for real estate.

Seeing that Ling Weihao didn't speak and looked thoughtful, Yang Shuting felt puzzled and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Ling Weihao turned around and looked at her, still with that cold expression, almost cold to the heart, always giving people a feeling of being thousands of miles away. Sometimes indifferent, sometimes evil, it's really annoying

Can't be fooled.

He just said calmly: "Nothing."

Since there was nothing, it was time for her to get out of the car. Yang Shuting unbuckled her seat belt, opened the car door, and turned around to say "thank you" to him. Then she walked towards the dark corridor, and she didn't know when,

The light at the entrance to the corridor was broken again.

Ling Weihao, who was sitting in the driver's seat, watched her quietly. Under the warm light, her figure was like a helpless bird, petite and fragile. She had a desire to protect her.

Yang Shuting walked straight forward, neither fast nor slow. At this moment, the sound of a car engine came from behind. Two clusters of lights flashed across her body. The car turned around and drove away. The sound of the car gradually faded away.

Until it disappears.

The community was so quiet that I could only hear the sound of cicadas and various insects on the grass. The wind blew and the leaves rustled. I walked up the stairs, returned to my home, turned on the lights, and the room suddenly became brighter.

, but I just feel desolate.

She sat on the bed blankly, her injuries aching. She took off her suit, and then she realized that she was still wearing Ling Weihao's suit. Holding the black suit tightly in her hands, she picked it up and smelled it.

There is a faint fragrance on the suit, which is the fragrance of jasmine.

But it smells more of tobacco, mixed with a little alcohol, and a feminine smell.

After taking a hot bath, the water slid over every wound on her body, causing her to grit her teeth in pain. After washing, she sat on the bed, took out some disinfectant and some ointment from the drawer, and cleaned the wounds.

, and apply ointment.

Looking in the mirror, I applied a lot of effort to the injury on my back, but I only felt the slightest bit of pain.

After applying the ointment, I packed my things, sat on the bed alone, and looked at myself in the mirror. There were shocking wounds on my forehead, arms, etc., as well as obvious pinch marks on my neck. I thought about going to the company tomorrow.

Do you want her to go to work like this? I'm afraid she will attract criticism.

She was about to pick up her cell phone and call Xiao Li to ask for leave. Unexpectedly, the cell phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number, but it was very familiar. Yang Shuting knew who was calling, so instead of not answering the call like in the past, she pressed the button

The green answer button made a gentle "hello" sound, and my heart trembled because of this. Maybe I was nervous!

"Are you asleep?" A low and magnetic voice came from the phone. Ling Weihao asked.

This was the gentlest voice she had ever heard, coming from the mouth of Ling Weihao, a ruthless man. She wondered if there was something wrong with her ears, so she said "Ah" and said, "Not yet!"

After a moment of silence, he said, "You don't have to come to the company to work tomorrow, just stay at home and recuperate."

"But..."

"That's it, hang up." He didn't want to say anything else, so he hung up the phone directly. Busy signals came from the phone.

Yang Shuting held the phone and sat there in shock. It took her a long time to come back to her senses. When did he change his temper and treat her so well? Maybe he knew what happened to her. If not, maybe not, he would think that she

She is that kind of nasty, despicable and shameless woman.

For the next week, Yang Shuting stayed at home to recuperate. It was just a minor injury that healed quickly. In addition to recuperating, she often went to the hospital to visit her mother. Her mother had woken up from a coma, but her body had grown bigger.

She is not as good as before, and it makes her sad to see her, but she firmly believes that her mother will get better one day. She remembers going to the hospital the day before yesterday, and her attentive mother noticed the wounds on her forehead and face, and asked her how she got them.

. She made up a lie and said with a smile that she fell accidentally. Her mother did not continue to ask any more questions, but told her to pay attention to safety and pay attention to her body.

A week later, Yang Shuting was shocked to find a bouquet of lilies and a fruit basket in her mother's ward. In addition to the smell of medicine, it was the fragrance of the lilies.

She asked her mother who sent the flowers and fruits. But her mother asked her in surprise: "Isn't it from you? The person who sent the flowers said that today is Mother's Day, and it was my daughter who went to their store to buy a bouquet.

Hundreds of flowers, sent over."

Speaking of her mother, she stretched out her hand to caress Lily, with a happy smile on her lips. Her eyes looking at Yang Shuting were full of tender love.

Yang Shuting looked confused. She looked at the bouquet of lilies in full bloom. Who was it? Could it be Huang Xin who sent it? Impossible, how could she remember such a festival? Maybe it was her.

In order to confirm, Yang Shuting called Huang Xin. As she expected, Huang Xin really didn't know that today was Mother's Day.

Then who could it be?

Could it be him? Probably not, he wouldn't be so kind. Yang Shuting thought for sure.

I was finally able to go to work at the company because my mother received an unexpected gift of flowers and fruits. While Yang Shuting was taking the documents to Ling Weihao to sign, she mentioned this matter in a roundabout way, intentionally or unintentionally, but Ling Weihao frowned slightly, which could be seen from his expression.

His dissatisfaction. After that, she shut her mouth and didn't ask any more questions.

She walked out of the president's office holding the documents. After taking a few steps, she was stopped by Ling Weihao.

She turned around and asked Mr. Ling if there was anything else he needed to tell him.

"Are your injuries healed?" Although he said it out of concern, his tone was undeniably cold.

To be honest, Yang Shuting really doesn't like his cold expression and his cold tone at all. But there is no way, who calls him her superior, her boss! What's more, what happened last time was not good for him

Opinions are gone.

Looking at him, he is actually not that cold, but he is not good at expressing himself!

"Thank you, Mr. Ling, for your concern. I'm fine now." Yang Shuting replied formulaically.

"That's good." He waved his hand clearly and continued to work.

Yang Shuting withdrew knowingly.

What I don’t know recently is that Yang Shuting has been thinking about that person, maybe that’s why he stepped forward to save her! Sitting at her work station, she raised her head from time to time, paying attention to the door of the CEO’s office intentionally or unintentionally.

When I can't see him, I always think about him; when I see him, I have the thought of running away. I feel very conflicted.

One day, Xiao Li came over to her with a smile and asked her. She looked good recently. Did she encounter anything happy?

Yang Shuting blinked her eyes and said with a smile, no. Xiao Li pointed at her red face and said she dared to lie, her face was as red as if she had drunk red wine.

Sure enough, Yang Shuting felt her face burning hot, shyly picked up the document and said, "I'm going to work, so I won't tell you anymore."

Friday, I have to say it was Black Friday, that day Yang Shuting met Wen Yuhang. He was driving a car, leaning against the car body, dressed in simple and smart clothes, wearing black sunglasses, which attracted passers-by, especially women, to exclaim and

Sideways glance.

Huang Xin, who was getting off work with her, also saw Wen Yuhang, with peach blossom-like eyes in his eyes. He tugged at the corner of her clothes and said, "He's here!"

Yang Shuting glanced at him coldly, turned around and walked in the other direction. Unexpectedly, before she had walked a few steps, she heard Wen Yuhang calling her. She did not stop, but strode forward.
Chapter completed!
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