"Hey, maybe this is what young men from rich families like. Anyway, we don't have that kind of fate."
"Only those who are obsessed with love will like this kind of woman."
"Don't worry about whether it's a ghost or not. Ghosts like that have a way of making those young masters lose their minds, right? Besides, the child is already five years old, so he must be getting married!"
The chattering voices of the two women were right next to Ning Jing's ears. She lowered her head and pretended to look at her phone, but she made a squeaking sound.
But thinking about it carefully, Ning Jing is not so angry - ever since she found out about her relationship with Tang Yunming, there must be more than one woman who thinks this way. There are crowds of people waiting to see her joke, and no one is here.
Chewing your tongue behind your back.
I should be the one who is obsessed with this. It is also strange that I agreed to Tang Yunming's request for money and got involved with such a rich man. I don't even have a private life every day, and my every move is observed by the people around me.
This kind of life is never suitable for Ning Jing.
Thinking of this, Ning Jing couldn't help but smile bitterly. Tang Yunming was so naive that he actually said such inexplicable words. But this was also in line with his character. As a young man from a rich family, he could do whatever he wanted.
What, you can choose whoever you want to be your wife.
It's just that Ning Jing can't do it. It's true that she likes money, but she also likes money so that she and Ning Xiaobao can live a better life in the future. Living with Tang Yunming, who is criticized every day, she
Ning Jing is not surprised.
It's hard to buy her happy if you have money.
"Mrs. Tang, do you really want to go through the discharge procedures?" The nurse looked at her worriedly, "In this case, you still need to be hospitalized for observation for a few days."
Ning Jing nodded nonchalantly, "Of course, the hospitalization fee is so expensive, one day less is worth a day."
"Tsk, look, she's still pretending..."
"Rich people are just so weird."
Ning Jing turned a deaf ear to the pointing fingers of the two women, and walked past them while strutting her Hermès handbag.
No matter the rich or poor, Ning Jing's ridicule for those people increased even more when she thought that her Hermès bag was fake.
Walking on the street, Ning Jing had never felt so relaxed. She called a taxi and returned to her apartment.
In the small room, photos of Ning Jing and Ning Xiaobao are hung all over the wall. Anyone who sees it will feel that they are a warm family. Ning Jing who stays at home looks like a gentle housewife. No matter who she is, she looks like a gentle housewife.
Let's find a way to contact the thief.
Although it is not as big as Tang Yunming's apartment, the decoration is not as magnificent, and everything is not as convenient as in Tang Yunming's apartment, Ning Jing likes this place. It is a sense of security that no matter how good the environment Tang Yunming gives her, she can't match it.
Lying on the sofa and eating fruit, Ning Jing felt a little empty.
It’s been a long time since I’ve been like this. I came home and faced an empty room alone.
Ning Jing curled up on the sofa and wanted to empty her head, but Tang Yunming's figure lingered in her mind.
Especially the look in his eyes, looking at him eagerly as he threw away his sleeves, wanting to catch up but not having the courage.
Ning Jing sighed. If a man has no courage, he really can't blame others. But after all, what if Tang Yunming really rushed in front of her and kissed her forcefully?
Humph, it would be weird if I didn't slap him twice.
Moreover, Ning Jing has made up her mind not to get involved in the Tang family's affairs this time. Since this matter started absurdly, it may be the best choice to let it end absurdly like this.
All in all, Ning Jing was tired.
No matter it was Tang Yunming or Tang Zhenian, especially Tang Siqi, Ning Jing had never encountered anything good since these three brothers appeared in her life.
Ning Jing sighed, maybe this is her fate.
As long as you have a relationship with a man, you will never encounter good things.
The most important thing first is Ning Xiaobao. As long as the little guy is brought back, life can probably return to normal.
But Ning Jing would definitely not go to the Tang family. Not to mention anything else, just one look at Jiang Huiya gave her a splitting headache. Moreover, although Ning Jing was not a good person, she sent the Buddha to the West.
She still understood the truth. She had taken Tang Yunming's money, so she couldn't just ignore him.
So now if she takes the initiative to go to the Tang family and say that she wants to take Ning Xiaobao back, it will inevitably arouse the suspicion of Tang Kai and Jiang Huiya. Ning Jing cannot bear to expose the matter directly, and is too lazy to lie to face their questioning.
So annoying.
Ning Jing turned off her phone and slept like this for two days, until she finally couldn't bear it on the third day.
Opening the phone book, there are not many numbers on it. This is Ning Jing's life, so simple and boring.
Tang Yunming.
Tang Zhenian.
Tang Siqi.
Ning Jing didn't want to see Tang Yunming. If she were to see Tang Yunming at this time, it would be better to kill her. Ning Jing couldn't accept that pitiful look in her eyes. Now for her, her first reaction after seeing Tang Yunming was to think
Escape.
Tang Siqi's words...not to mention! No matter how desperate Ning Jing is, she doesn't want to go to Tang Siqi.
The only person who can help her is Tang Zhenian. What's more, among the three brothers, only Tang Zhenian is the most stable and reliable person. Ever since she met him, this strange but vaguely familiar figure made Ning Jing feel a little familiar.
The man has already helped her countless times.
Ning Jing dialed Tang Zhenian's number. When the beep rang, she hurried to the kitchen, took a cup and drank some water to moisten her throat.
There was an inexplicable dryness in my throat, which seemed to be due to nervousness. The hand holding the phone was already sweating.
"Hello, Ning Jing?"
On the other side of the phone, Tang Zhenian's voice was a little unusual, and Ning Jing said "hmm", "Brother...brother, I have something I want to ask you to help me with."
Tang Zhenian seemed to have something to say, but he still hesitated, "What's the matter?"
"In the past two days..." Ning Jing's voice was dry, a little aggrieved, her nose was sour, and tears were flowing down her face, "I miss Ning Xiaobao very much. I wonder if big brother can go over there and help me."
Bring Ning Xiaobao back."
Ning Jing could only awkwardly use the word "over there" to represent the Tang family. It was an extremely embarrassing place for her. When she said it was the Tang family, she always seemed very distant, as if she didn't take Tang Yunming seriously.
Son. But if you call that place your home carelessly... First of all, Ning Jing has never regarded that place as her home, and she can't even pretend to do so. She has never felt any family affection since she was a child, but it is precisely because
In this way, she would not casually identify a certain place as her home. Being thirsty for knowledge is not the method. Another reason is probably due to the inferiority complex in Ning Jing's heart. Although even she herself refused to do so.
Admit it, but it is indeed the case. She is so cautious, fearing that if she acts too familiar with the Tang family, she will be seen as fawning over the Tang family and will be looked down upon.
After hearing Ning Jing's unfamiliar words, Tang Zhenian was silent for a long time, and finally said silently, "Okay, I'll be there later."
Ning Jing felt a lot more relieved when she left the matter to Tang Zhenian. At least she didn't have to worry as much as she did after leaving the matter to Tang Yunming or Tang Siqi.
After hanging up the phone, Ning Jing sat on the sofa and waited silently for news about Tang Zhenian. As long as there were footsteps outside the door, Ning Jing would become nervous and her heartbeat would speed up, almost jumping into her throat.
She had never felt so restless before, but Ning Jing didn't know why.
Just like this, I waited until the afternoon. The sky outside the window glowed with rose color. The sun was sandwiched in the gap between the two buildings. It became more and more depressed and gradually faded. The weak street lights appeared much brighter due to the contrast.
After the last touch of warm color faded away, white prism light shone into Ning Jing's window, like white milk, slowly spreading out, but making people feel bone-chillingly cold.
it's dark.
Ning Jing suddenly remembered the darkness she was most afraid of when she was a child. It seemed that after the darkness came, some monster would suddenly appear and take her away from the world. Ning Jing could be said to be alone at that time, but she still refused.
Letting go, not to mention that now she has a bond in this world... makes her nostalgic for this world more and more, and she becomes more and more brave.
After thinking wildly for a while, Ning Jing let out a long sigh, feeling a little disappointed. After all, she believed in Tang Zhenian so much, but she didn't expect him to let go of her pigeons like this.
Ha, it seems that there are really not many people in this world that we can trust.
Flipping through the numbers in the phone's address book, Ning Jing stared at Tang Zhenian's number, her fingers twitching slightly on the name.
Should I call him and ask him what's going on? But if he does, will he feel that he is in trouble?
Ning Jing has never felt that she has been so entangled before. She doesn't know why she is so cautious. She was not so nervous even when she put her hand into someone else's pocket for the first time.
Did she discover something she was more afraid of losing? Ning Jing didn't dare to think about it anymore, she took a deep breath and dialed Tang Zhenian's phone number.
Beep...beep...
The long wait made Ning Jing's heartbeat almost stop. She swallowed, thinking about how she should answer after Tang Zhenian answered the phone so as not to appear too rude.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Thump…thump…
Ning Jing could even imagine Tang Zhenian standing outside the door with her slow, elegant and polite voice. She hung up the phone reflexively and rushed to the door without even wearing slippers. She didn't even open the door before opening it.
Forgetting to tidy up his hair, he slowly opened the door.
"Tang Siqi!?" Ning Jing stopped at the door in surprise as soon as she opened the door, "How could it be you!? What are you doing here?"