The door of the left bedroom is closed, the door of the right bedroom is open, Wu Ling didn't go to either side, and she didn't even go to the sofa, and sat down on the carpet. She was full of anger and had nowhere to vent her endless grief and anger, and could only enjoy her. With her family background, appearance, and wealth, she could fall in love with Zhang Jinsong, a grassroots person and marry him. That was the blessing he had cultivated in eight lives by Zhang Jinsong, but he actually didn't cherish it!

She felt that Zhang Jinsong still had some love for Huang Xindai. They all said that first love is the most unforgettable, secret love is the most unforgettable, and some people are still unwilling to accept it when they are old. She is really sad about what happened today. Zhang Jinsong has been in the officialdom for so long, and his mind has been polished to perfection. It is impossible to show off his courage when doing things. However, today, when he knew the seriousness of this matter, he stood up firmly without considering the consequences at all. It is really unreasonable. Apart from being angry with the beauty, Wu Ling really couldn't think of any other reason to explain it.

As for whether the beauty is Huang Xindai or Wu Yun, Wu Ling is really not sure. She occasionally eats Wu Yun's jealousy, but the thoughts often flash by and she will never think deeply. Just like today, she is actually also jealous of Wu Yun. She thinks that Zhang Jinsong is better to Wu Yun than to her. She thinks there is a secret between him and Wu Yun, but there is no between him and her. This is really not a good phenomenon.

However, Wu Yun is her niece and niece. No matter how uncomfortable she is, she cannot get angry on her beloved niece. Of course, Huang Xindai will bear all the sins.

The most important thing is that Huang Xindai was the person Zhang Jinsong had crushed at the time, and his lethality was really very strong. Even Wu Ling wanted to seriously injure Huang Xindai. She couldn't beat Wu Yun, but if she faced Huang Xindai, there was really no pressure.

Wu Ling didn't cry, but just cried silently. After less than ten minutes, she stopped her tears, sat on the sofa, without makeup, but just glanced at the room on the right, and then stared at the closed door on the left.

"You'd better go out and have a look." Huang Xindai walked to Zhang Jinsong and said softly.

Zhang Jinsong shook his head and did not answer her words. Then he looked down at his hand. The pain was so painful that he endured quite hard, but Wu Ling didn't care whether he was injured or not, and he was also quite annoyed. He felt that Wu Ling was simply unreasonable. Even if he had something wrong, he would have to wait until tomorrow, no matter what, he would have to talk about it.

He is still a wounded person now!

Not to mention a couple, even an ordinary friend, in this case, you have to wait until the injury on your hands healed before you will quarrel.

"She is in a bad mood, you need to understand more." Huang Xindai advised again.

Zhang Jinsong did not shake his head anymore, looked at her, sighed, and said, "Why can't she understand me? I've just picked up my hand!"

Huang Xindai stopped talking, sat down slowly, lowered her head and said nothing.

Zhang Jinsong also sat down, and the uninjured hand patted the sofa, saying, "Is there any cigarette?"

Huang Xindai was stunned for a moment, looked at Zhang Jinsong and said, "Aren't you not smoking?"

Zhang Jinsong smacked her lips and did not answer her question. Huang Xindai thought that he might be under great work pressure and slowly learned to smoke. So he took out a box of cigarettes from his bag, tore it apart, took out one and handed it to Zhang Jinsong, and said, "I can't see half of the cigarette in my bag, and I just happened to bring it with me today."

She didn't know why she explained this sentence, nor did she know what the meaning of explaining this sentence. She even added inexplicably: "Only cigarettes, no lighters."

Zhang Jinsong didn't have a lighter on his body, but he could easily find the matches in the hotel bedroom. After the cigarette was lit, he took a sip and spit out a long line of cigarettes. Then the line of cigarettes spread and rose, not blurring his eyes, nor blurring his face, but simply relaxing his expression.

Seeing that he was not unfamiliar with smoking, Huang Xindai asked, "Is the work pressure high?"

"It's okay." Zhang Jinsong looked at the cigarette in his hand and said, "I don't smoke much normally, I just smoke it occasionally."

Huang Xindai nodded and said, "You can see that the old smoker does not have any cigarettes on his body. Even if he doesn't have cigarettes, he still has a lighter."

Zhang Jinsong smiled: "That's true."

Huang Xindai didn't know what to say, so she simply said nothing and sat quietly. Wu Ling didn't come in and quarrel, so she would wait for Wu Yun to come out here first. Maybe as soon as Wu Yun came out, Wu Ling's anger would disappear.

Before Wu Yun came out, Wu Changshun came out first. His white hair was on his head and his skin on his face had lost its luster. He even gave people a feeling of dry wrinkles that had been drained away by most of the moisture, making him look twenty years old all of aged.

Wu Ling was sitting in a daze, but she didn't react much when she heard the sound of the door opening, but she subconsciously looked over there, but when she saw that she noticed the changes in her godfather, she screamed: "Godfather!"

Wu Changshun waved his hand and said tiredly: "It's okay."

Wu Ling shook her head, pounced on her and grabbed Wu Changshun's arm, and said in a crying voice: "Why are you like this?"

Zhang Jinsong and Huang Xindai heard the noise and came out to see it, and were also startled. Zhang Jinsong was trembling as he spoke: "Master, what's going on?"

Wu Changshun looked at him with complicated eyes, and after a while, he said, "Yun Yat-tou is fine. You will recover after a month of recuperation. Go back with me." As he said that, he looked at Wu Ling again and said in an undeniable tone: "Arrang the plane immediately and take me back to Suijiang."

Wu Ling hesitated a little: "You are so tired now..."

Wu Changshun closed his eyes, opened it again, and said, "It's even more tiring here, so make arrangements immediately, the faster the better."

Wu Ling wanted to say something else, but seeing the firm expression on Wu Changshun's tired face, she could only swallow all the words she advised him to stay back into her stomach, nodding and said, "I'll make arrangements right away."

Wu Changshun nodded and sat down on the sofa, her eyes drooping, as if she was sleeping, waiting for Wu Ling to arrange the plane. Huang Xindai didn't intervene just now, so she couldn't speak anymore. She could only bow deeply to Wu Changshun, and then stood silently by the sofa. She wanted to see Wu Yun, but she didn't dare to go, so she could only stand here.

Zhang Jinsong's heart was already sinking at this time. Wu Ling and Huang Xindai only saw the changes on Wu Changshun's surface, but he guessed the situation that the master might have happened through the changes on the surface. He was unwilling to think about it, but he had to think about a result. In order to heal Wu Yun, the master should have hurt the fundamentals and even ruined his life.
Chapter completed!