Wenqing didn't dare to ask anymore, so she withdrew.
Yu Bingpo stopped what he was doing and was stunned for a few seconds. Then he picked up his coat and went out. He called Wu Juemeng who was not far away, "Get the car ready and go to Panshi Street." His voice was calm and cold.
"Yes, Mr. Yu." Wu Juemeng agreed and followed the walking figure into the elevator.
That little woman is really not that bold. She actually dares to touch the money in her bank card in a big way. However, it seems that he doesn't care about the money, right? If he wanted to guard against her in the first place, how could he do it?
Give her that bank card?
Although he had a lot of money, it didn't fall from the sky. He was surprised. How could he give her so much money in the first place, knowing that she still owed him??????" Mr. Yu
, here we are, the car can’t enter the alley, what do you think?" Wu Juemeng stopped the car, looked back at Yu Bingpo with a serious face, and asked him.
"Get out of the car and take a walk, help me look at the terrain." Yu Bingpo's thoughts were interrupted, but he was not annoyed. He opened the car door and got out first.
Her grandma's surgery cost a lot of money. It seemed like she was really desperate. Did he push her too hard? That job as a dancer was really important to her. According to the information he knew,
She seemed to have decided on the liquidated damages, which was not a small amount.
Instead of making any money, she lost a sum of money. The little woman seemed to be a little unlucky.
Suddenly, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. The discomfort was like a kitten's paws, scratching a soft place in his heart, making him feel a little depressed.
Feelings of joy and anger are inherently indifferent, and at this time, Yu Bingpo looked even more gloomy.
Wu Juemeng followed him, walking along the alley.
Standing in front of an iron gate, Yu Bingpo stopped and looked at the gouache paintings scrawled on the wall. A little girl about four or five years old was standing on the beach, holding a shell in her hand and giving it to a boy who looked about the same age.
, the little girl smiled sweetly, and the boy looked at her tenderly.
Yu Bingpo frowned and looked at the painting. The little girl's face had long been blurred by the wind and sun. Only the bright smile at the corner of her mouth could still show her sweet demeanor at that time.
The familiar scene suddenly emerged from the depths of his memory. After staring at it for a long time, he suddenly shook his head. Or was it a scene from a dream?
"Master Yu, this is Miss Sangxia's home." Wu Juemeng saw Yu Bingpo stopped and said to him hurriedly.
Yu Bingpo stretched out his sword eyebrows, withdrew his gaze, nodded to Wu Juemeng and said, "Let's go and see how the street in front of us can be transformed." Although the original bluestone slabs on the street opposite the alley have been replaced by
There is a concrete road, but it is still incompatible with the modern city. Since it is a big project, it must be perfect.
Although this project is a project to benefit the people and does not make money but only influence, for Yu Bingpo, who is rigorous and pursues perfection in work, there is still no room for any dissatisfaction.
As he walked, Yu Bingpo raised his finger to point at something from time to time. Wu Juemeng followed closely behind him, carefully writing down the key points he said.
A familiar figure suddenly appeared where his eyes were focused, and where was that little figure lying? In the arms of a man? Wasn't that man the one he saw in the hospital that day? That day, she was also hugged by this man,
Who is he? Why is he so close to her?
Within a second, Yu Bingpo's hand that had been pointing at Jiang He suddenly dropped it, his eyes turned cold, and without thinking, he walked towards the store called Qingshan Gallery.
"Sang Sang, okay, don't be sad. Didn't you say that Brother Jingchen is here for everything? Don't worry, grandma's illness will be cured soon. Be good!" Jingchen gently stroked her breasts.
The corner of the eye on the side of the back turned red with pain.
How could this sensible little girl make him feel so distressed? If possible, he would trade everything for her sweet smile.
Sang Sang, from now on, Brother Jingchen will not let you suffer any injustice. I will protect you well, Sang Sang?????? Sang Xia nodded, sniffed, and stuffed the bank card into her bag obediently.
Here. She decided that after her grandma got well, she would work hard to pay back the money as soon as possible. It was not easy for Jingchen. She choked and snuggled into Jingchen's arms, so warm and relaxed.
????Yu Bingpo took a few steps and came not far away from the two of them. He stood still, as if he had met her for the first time. He felt aggrieved when he saw her crying in the arms of a man. She was so cute.
Yu looked so delicate and pitiful, and his heart ached for a moment.
However, seeing her dependent hands tightly grasping the sleeves of the man holding her, sobbing and choking, Yu Bingpo felt that the suppressed fire in his heart suddenly rose into the sky.
Wu Juemeng seemed to have seen something, and immediately shouted, "Miss Sangxia??????!"
Sang Xia heard someone calling her and hurriedly raised her head from Jing Chen's arms, but suddenly she saw a familiar man with a cold figure standing in front of her, his deep eyes like a deep pool that could suck into a person's soul.
I couldn't see the expression inside, I just felt cold, biting cold.
Sang Xia couldn't help but shuddered, but the next second she felt that she was too afraid of him. She had already agreed that she could visit her grandma after finishing her work????
?Uh??????It seems like she's not in the hospital right now???????"Mr. Yu?" Sangxia took a breath, wiped the wet tears on her face, and called him.
Yu Bingpo said nothing, but looked at her coldly. Sang Xia felt that if there was an invisibility cloak in front of her, she would put it on without hesitation. The man's eyes were too piercing.
"Are you free?" Just when Sangxia felt like she was about to be pierced, the man finally spoke, and he was greeted by the freezing cold.
"Ah???????" Sang Xia suddenly flashed her eyes, not knowing what the man meant.
"Master Yu, Sang Sang was just passing by here. She didn't miss work on purpose." Jing Chen knew that Sang Xia worked at Liyang Group, so he thought the boss saw her skipping work during working hours, so he hurriedly explained for her.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Yu, I'll go back right away." Sang Xia felt that the more she spoke at this moment, the angrier the man would become, so it would be better to run away as soon as possible.
"Goodbye, Mr. Yu!" Sang Xia said and turned to leave.
Yu Bingpo didn't even look at him. He stared at Sang Xia's figure with a pair of black eyes with a sharp cold light, and said word by word, "Wu Juemeng, inform the whole street that all the relocations will be completed this weekend."
The words were spoken to Wu Juemeng, but his eyes were fixed on Sangxia. The figure who had just taken a few steps suddenly froze in place.