If you fall in love, that is love. There is no right or wrong in love. What is wrong is that you find you have fallen in love with the person you shouldn't have fallen in love with. - For Jin Zun, this principle applies to all kinds of men appearing around her.
At that time, he slowly began to understand that one day, he had an emotion called "jealousy" that could actually touch Su Mozheng.
During rush hour, the roads are full of pedestrians and vehicles.
At a red light, Jin Zun stopped the car. From the corner of his eye, he saw the person next to him turning his face away, not even wanting to look at him again.
While he was smiling bitterly, a call came in. He picked it up and said, "Qu Mo,"
"Boss, are you sure you want to do this?" Qu Mo asked cautiously.
He glanced at Su Mozheng beside him and saw that she was looking intently out of the car window, and said "hmm".
"I must know who she has dated before."
"Boss, I understand," Qu Mo hesitated, "Then boss, young master..."
Jin Zun was silent, pursed his lips and said nothing. "Okay, boss, I understand." Qu Mo silently understood what he meant, "Yeah," and hung up the call. He looked at the red light, there were still ten
Second.
Su Mozheng's face was looking outside. In the exquisite display window, she was wearing a pure white wedding dress. The setting sun could not hide her pure beauty. It was like the center of the world, which was only surrounded by this mass of white at the moment.
She thought of that day when Mo Qin, wearing a pure white wedding dress, fell from a high-rise building dozens of meters above the ground. She had no regrets and it would be difficult to recover. Mo Qin shouted this name in her heart, and her heart ached a little.
"Su Mozheng," his voice suddenly came to my ears. On the street with people coming and going, various horns sounded, and people's voices intertwined, he suddenly opened his mouth, "If, I say I
Love you," his throat swallowed, "Then will you forgive me?" Forgive me for everything I have done to you, forgive me for the harm I have done to you. If so, will you?
Her back stiffened and her breathing stopped for a moment, "Jin Zun, you are kidding." Her calm words never made any waves.
"If none of that had ever happened, would you?" He asked stubbornly, his frivolous words like a faint breath, full of expectation.
Su Mozheng's eyes fell on the pure white wedding dress. The pure white wedding dress almost stung her eyes.
The red light went out and the green light came on. Jin Zun still didn't drive. The sound of horns behind him came one after another, almost piercing his ears.
She clenched her fists and smiled very happily. It took a long time before she calmed down and said, "Jin Zun, there are no ifs in the world. I only know that my sister died and my family was saved because of you.
It will become what it is today. This is the fact."
She didn't give a decisive answer, but she branded a knife in his heart in a more complete way.
This knife was given to her by him in the past, and now, she returned it to him with the same accuracy.
Finally, someone came forward impatiently and patted their car window hard.
Jin Zun turned a blind eye, stepped on his foot, and the car roared out quickly, crossing at the intersection.
It seems that in the past, she has always asked him the answer, "Jin Zun, why don't you love me?" But today, his "I love you" has become so cheap. She no longer believes it.
"By the way, I'll thank you for my father!" After all, the foreign doctor's medical skills are indeed good. It's also thanks to him that my father is better. Su Mozheng has always been a person who distinguishes between public and private matters.
"No need!" He replied very calmly, but his eyes dimmed. Is the relationship between them nothing but thank you?
Ten days, or maybe half a month, passed by so fast, and it was the end of November in a blink of an eye.
Su Yongkang's condition is good. His original symptoms of dementia have improved a lot. With the help of the nurse last time, he was able to walk. Su Mozheng's eyes turned red when he saw this scene. But his brain is still not very clear.
Clearly, he felt that Su Mozheng was a good person to him, but he didn't say much. However, it was enough to make Su Mozheng feel relieved.
The sunshine in autumn and winter is always warm and makes people feel precious.
"You stinky scoundrel, are you done with it? Believe it or not, I'll call the police!" In the villa room, Bai Xinhui almost jumped in anger.
"Baby, give me another five hundred thousand. If you don't give it to me, I will die! I will be beaten to death by them!"
"What does it matter to me whether you live or die!?" Bai Xinhui yelled, "You'd better die for me, I want you to die!"
"If I die, what will happen to my son?" the voice on the phone suddenly said gloomily.
"You...what did you say?" Bai Xinhui's face suddenly turned pale, and she felt weak in her heart, "You stinky scoundrel, you, what nonsense are you talking about!?"
"Don't think I don't know, you and that rich man's mentally retarded son,"
"Remind you again, if you don't bring money, I will tell your husband about this!"
"Hey, what do you think your husband will do when he hears this?"
"Don't..." Bai Xinhui clutched the phone and almost stopped breathing, "He can't know! How dare you!" She was so angry that she almost cried.
"You try, I dare you!" The other end threatened fiercely, "It's settled, see you at the same place tomorrow night at the latest!"
"If I don't see the money, just wait for me to tell your husband about it!"
The call was cut off. Bai Xinhui looked at the screen of her phone and suddenly became furious. She threw her phone to the ground and stepped on it. "Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell! Why don't you go to hell!"
The mobile phone was dropped and was trampled to pieces, leaving a deep shadow on the wooden floor.
Bai Xinhui was still not relieved, and still stepped on the phone until death, "Why? Why don't you die!?"
She let go of her feet in a daze, looked at the remains of the phone, slowly squatted down, and hugged her knees.
That memory, the most unbearable memory, was mercilessly dug up and openly spread out in front of her, forcing her to face such a dirty self and such an unbearable past.
She is selfish, she is cowardly, and she is afraid that she will no longer be worthy of Jin Zun. The once aloof Miss Bai will no longer be worthy of her lover.
The door was opened, and a small figure came in, "Mom," Zhezhe's clear cry came from above his head, "Mom, why are you crying? Is Zhezhe disobedient again?"
Ho! When Bai Xinhui saw this little face, she took a step back in shock, "Go away, go away, don't appear in front of me, go away, get out of here!" She sat on her buttocks on the wooden floor behind her.
On the floor, a finger pointed at Zhezhe in front of him, his face full of panic. "Go away, get out of here, get out of here!"