Ling Yansen's eyes softened and his eyes returned to normal. Only then did he realize that he had lost control just now. All his anger and resentment that had been buried for many years were directed at the word 'para'.
He knew exactly what kind of person Duan Qingwu was. Besides, she didn't know who Man Yin was. If she didn't have admiration for him, she wouldn't be hostile to the women around him. Maybe she really just came to get Duan's urgent need.
Just a letter of recommendation.
Thinking of this, the feeling of loss quietly rising in his heart made him feel a little overwhelmed.
Qingwu dragged her bruised body and struggled to move to the wall. She pinched her sleeves and tried to reattach the torn piece of clothing, but she touched the wound. Pain came over her. She bit her lower lip and bent down.
, the hand dropped weakly.
Forget it, it would be better to just walk out like a madman and bear the strange looks of passers-by than to stay here any longer. She moved towards the door step by step.
Suddenly, there was a shadow in front of her eyes, and she was pulled hard by someone. She looked up and saw Mrs. Wu's mouth wide open, "You...what's wrong with you?"
Qingwu took a quick look at the thermos bucket in Sister-in-law Wu's arms, and already understood that Sister-in-law Wu must have been ordered by him to take good care of the young lady. Thinking of this, she smiled sadly, and the tears in her eyes had not yet dried.
"I'm fine." After saying that, he staggered towards the long corridor where people were coming and going.
Sister-in-law Wu looked at this young lady who was usually ignored, with mixed feelings in her heart. She walked in with a thermos bucket. Ling Yansen turned around and said, "You are here."
"Master, I just saw the young lady walking out. Her face was bruised, her arms were bleeding, and her hair was messy. What happened?"
Ling Yansen paused, then turned around and told Man Yin a few words, then picked up his briefcase and walked to Mrs. Wu with a gloomy expression, "Take good care of Man Yin, I'll go to work."
Sister-in-law Wu nodded repeatedly, but then she heard him ask, "Did you see where she went?"
"On the left, she should be going out," he said at the end, "Master, originally it wasn't my turn to interrupt, but she was so badly injured that she might fall if there was no one to help her."
In the backlight, Ling Yansen was silent for a while, then nodded slowly, and his long and thin back quickly disappeared into the depths of the corridor.
Sister-in-law Wu sighed and glanced at the woman on the hospital bed. Duan Qingwu's tragic situation was probably inseparable from Miss Man. She had been a servant in the Ling family for most of her life, and she knew all about Miss Man's thoughts.
Later, Miss Man was depressed and suffered from various illnesses. Master Yansen often took care of her out of guilt and tried various methods to make her happy. Slowly, not only did she lose her desire to die, but she became closer and closer to the master.
Intimacy, now, even Madam can see the clues.
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Qingwu asked the doctor to bandage the wound and prescribe some anti-inflammatory drugs. When she walked to the door of the hospital, she remembered that she had not received the recommendation letter. She came to the hospital only for business, but she was inexplicably abused by him. She recalled that he had just protected Miss Man and became angry.
The way Taotian strangled her neck, her body couldn't stop trembling.
Her father called and asked her why she hadn't sent the letter of recommendation yet, but she couldn't answer. The wound was stinging with pain from the medicine. She looked at the sky darkened by the rain, and her heart was filled with despair.
For her, life is like the sky in front of her. No matter how hard she tries, it can never be bright. Letters of recommendation, press conferences, real estate auctions, the Duan family crisis...the burden on her shoulders is so heavy that she can't breathe.