Wu Zheng returned to the ward and saw his wife sitting beside the child's bed with a sad look on her face. Even as a grown man, he could not help but feel distressed.
"came back?"
Seeing that her husband was back, Wu Zheng's wife moved her buttocks, gave him a chair, and said, "What were you three talking about? Why are you back like this?"
"It's all about Tongtong." Wu Zheng sat next to his wife and stared at his daughter on the hospital bed. An indescribable emotion surged from the bottom of his heart. He stretched out his hand and gently touched his daughter's face.
He quickly shrank back again.
"correct."
"You don't have to worry about the medical expenses." Wu Zhengchong said to his wife beside him: "Xiao Jiang lent me 100,000 yuan, and our daughter's treatment expenses are basically covered."
Wu Zheng's wife was stunned for a moment, with a hint of shock on her brows. She knew Jiang Qi's family situation and the pressure on Jiang Qi, so she couldn't help but be shocked when he took out one hundred thousand yuan unexpectedly.
"Where did he get so much money?" Wu Zheng's wife asked.
"It will be the capital for him to marry a wife in the future." Wu Zheng took out a bank card and a stack of banknotes, and said with emotion: "Xiao Jiang's 100,000, Xiao Xie's 50,000, and these. Colleagues raised donations for our Tongtong.
For five thousand yuan, I suddenly discovered that the world is not so cold after all."
Wu Zheng's wife pursed her lips, held her husband's hand, and said softly: "You have these two good brothers, which is a blessing accumulated in your previous life. When your daughter's disease is cured, we will give her more injections."
We need to work together and pay back Xiao Jiang and Xiao Xie’s money, especially Xiao Jiang’s 100,000 yuan, and we can’t let Tong Tong delay his marriage.”
"Um."
Wu Zheng nodded, then put away the bank card and money, glanced at his sleeping daughter, and said to his wife with a smile: "In a sense, Xiao Jiang and Xiao Xie gave our family Tongtong the first place.
For a second chance at life, how about becoming a godmother?"
"Don't come up with any bad ideas." Wu Zheng's wife said angrily: "Isn't this causing trouble to the two of them for no reason?"
"That's true."
Wu Zheng pursed his lips and said in a low voice: "Honey, do you know that Xiao Xie is in love with a widow who is eight or nine years older than him?"
"What?"
"He fell in love with the widow?" Wu Zheng's wife looked at her husband in stunned silence and opened her mouth. But when the words reached her lips, she swallowed them back, tried hard to calm down the shock in her heart, and asked cautiously: "The other party.
Does the other party have children?"
"I have a daughter."
"About. About three or four years old." Wu Zheng replied.
Wu Zheng's wife was immediately speechless. Although it is said that love and marriage are free now, a young man in his twenties and sixties can find an old aunt in his thirties and forties. The key is that the other party is still widowed and has a three or four-year-old girl.
My daughter, this is simply unbelievable.
"Maybe they are in true love." Wu Zheng's wife had a headache and held her forehead. She asked, "What about Xiao Jiang?"
"have no idea."
"But this guy's love luck is very good. There are always various rich women who will fall in love with him." Wu Zheng said: "But Xiao Jiang is a very upright person. He is not the kind of man who is willing to fall for money. He is still very
Have your own rules."
"Um"
Hearing her husband's words, Wu Zheng's wife felt much more comfortable. At least there was a normal person beside her husband.
at the same time,
Super rich little girl Song Meiyue stayed alone in her own home, lying on the sofa without a ladylike image, holding her mobile phone to catch up on TV dramas, and there were leftover instant noodles from lunch on the coffee table, a bag of Lay's Original Potato Chips, and two
Includes boneless chicken feet and two bottles of red wine that have long been empty.
Although Song Meiyue always presents a dignified and capable image when she is outside, when she is at home alone, she is a real homebody and is also a homebody who is addicted to alcohol.
Gululu~
Suddenly my stomach growled.
Song Meiyue finally put down her phone, then touched her belly, turned to look at the messy battlefield on the coffee table, and couldn't help but pursed her lips. She had already eaten instant noodles at noon. If she ate again at night, she would feel almost bored to death.
.
Thinking of this,
I couldn't help but sigh, staring blankly at the ceiling above my head, countless figures of someone flashing through my mind.
I have to say that since there was a man in the family, the happiness index has skyrocketed. If he were at home right now, he would have already prepared the meal, so there would be no need to think about what to eat for dinner.
"It's already half past seven and he really can't come over?"
Song Meiyue glanced at the time, her plump and red mouth was slightly pursed, and there was a hint of sadness between her brows, like a resentful woman who had been thrown into the cold palace, with her face full of dissatisfaction and melancholy towards someone.
The more she thought about it, the more angry she felt. Song Meiyue grabbed a headrest and beat it viciously a few times. The next second, she was lying on the sofa with her head buried deeply into the headrest.
Should I send him a message?
But the problem is that he has already told me that he will not come over tonight. If he refuses then, won’t it mean that I will lose face?
Thinking about it,
In the end, Song Meiyue mustered up the courage and sent someone a message on her mobile phone.
Xiaoyue'er: I'm hungry.
Then,
A minute passed, but no reply was received from him.
This made Song Meiyue very angry. She bit her lower lip lightly, with a hint of displeasure etched on her face, and hurriedly sent him another message.
Xiao Yue'er: I'm very hungry now!
And this time,
Someone finally replied.
The enterprising young man Mr. Jiang: If you don't starve to death, I will bring you breakfast tomorrow. Aunt Song, just hold on.
Looking at the inhumane words above, Song Meiyue almost exploded on the spot. She suddenly thought about a question. Was her choice the right one? Was she too impulsive? Should the inspection period be extended for a while?
Little bastard! Little bastard!
Auntie, I was so looking forward to your arrival, but you ended up like this. Are you worthy of me?
Money back!
I won’t lend you 100,000 yuan!
Song Meiyue threw her phone away angrily, grabbed the scarred pillow again, and then beat it hard again.
The result is at this moment,
There was a WeChat notification on her phone. Song Meiyue stopped taking revenge on someone, reached for her phone and took a look. It was the little villain who had sent the message.
Enterprising young man Mr. Jiang: Come out for a moment
Song Meiyue was stunned. The next second, she stood up from the sofa and hurried to the door barefoot. She hurriedly opened the door and saw a car parked in front of her house. There was a young and handsome man sitting in the car.
young man.
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