After staying in the hospital for a few days and receiving several intravenous drips, Lan Xingchen's health gradually improved.
Perhaps it was because of the excessive grief that the high fever subsided very slowly. Occasionally, her head would still feel a dull pain. Some unfamiliar memories flashed through her mind like a movie, bit by bit, torturing her in agony. In the past,
She seemed to remember the memories bit by bit.
Every time she had a headache, A Ming would hold her and coax her to sleep. Every time she woke up, Lan Xingchen would find bright red scratches on A Ming's arms and sometimes even on his face. Lan Xingchen knew that, for sure
It was the wounds she left on A Ming when she had a headache. Seeing those wounds, Lan Xingchen felt extremely guilty, but A Ming smiled indifferently every time.
Today, I received a call from my uncle in the hospital.
Uncle said that he has taken care of your sister's death. Tomorrow is her funeral. I hope she can come back and see her sister again.
After chatting with his uncle for a while, Lan Xingchen hung up the phone and decided to go back to Lan's house tomorrow to attend her sister Lan Ke'er's funeral and give her a ride.
I got up very early that day, changed into a black cheongsam, and went back to Lan's house with A Ming.
Lan Xingchen was a little unfamiliar with the Lan family. She was blind at that time and had almost no impression of the Lan family and her uncle. If he hadn't been holding the spiritual photo of her sister Lan Ke'er, she wouldn't have recognized her standing at the door.
The honest man is her uncle Rong Haojie.
As soon as Rong Haojie saw Lan Xingchen, he quickly walked up to her. His tears couldn't help but fall down, "Xingchen, you are back. My uncle hasn't seen you two sisters for almost two years. Will we meet again?"
When, it was the white-haired person who sent the black-haired person, so your sister..."
As he spoke, Rong Haojie's throat became choked with sobs and he could no longer speak.
"Uncle, I'm sorry, my sister is gone. You still have me. I will come back often to accompany you in the future." Holding Rong Haojie's hand tightly, Lan Xingchen's eyes gradually turned scarlet, and the old man who was over fifty years old was alone in front of him.
In the end, he only had her as a relative, and she only had Rong Haojie as her uncle.
Rong Haojie nodded while wiping his tears, "Xingchen, go and burn incense for your sister and talk to her."
"Okay, uncle." Lan Xingchen walked around Rong Haojie and walked straight to the mourning hall. She took the incense that Rong Haojie lit for her and bowed three times, "Sister, have a good trip." I hope she will be reincarnated in her next life.
Don't meet a man like Gong Yurui again when you are reincarnated, let alone fall in love with him.
Thinking of Gong Yurui and the death of her sister Lan Keer, Lan Xingchen's heart throbbed inexplicably. If it weren't for Gong Yurui, sister, she wouldn't have...
"Sister, you will live a happy life in the next life." Silent tears moistened her cheeks. Lan Xingchen rubbed her eyes and found that the pain in her heart could not be driven away no matter how hard she hated Gong Yurui.
So intense.
"Xingchen, don't cry. I think your sister will feel bad when she sees you so sad." A Ming, who had been standing behind her, saw Lan Xingchen trembling as she cried, so he couldn't help but step forward and hold her hand.
Shoulders.
"A Ming, I hate Gong Yurui, he was the one who killed my sister." Lan Xingchen clutched her heart and couldn't help crying. Her sister just told her something about Gong Yurui's past, but Gong Yurui was so...
Cruel to kill her sister!
She hated Gong Yurui so much.
"He is not worthy of your crying. One day I will let him repay the blood debt owed to us." A Ming clenched his fists and took Lan Xingchen into his arms. He also had a lot of hatred. These hatreds,
One day, he will ask Gong Yurui for it back.
"A Ming..." Lan Xingchen cried until he choked up, thinking that A Ming just wanted to teach Gong Yurui a lesson.
"Xingchen, let's go back." Until Lan Xingchen stopped crying so hard, A Ming wanted to take Lan Xingchen away to prevent her from being hurt by the scene.
"Take my uncle back with you." Looking at his uncle who had been busy receiving guests, Lan Xingchen couldn't let go of Rong Haojie.
"Okay." A Ming nodded in agreement.
"If I go with you, there will be no one to look after the Lan family's house. I really can't bear to leave the Lan family's old house behind. Xingchen, it's better if you go back, my uncle won't go with you. I'm old, I
I'm used to living in the old house. Just don't forget to come back to see your uncle often in the future." After taking a look at Lan Ke'er's memorial tablet, Rong Haojie shook his head, unable to let go of everything in the Lan family.
The uncle's attitude was firm, so Lan Xingchen stopped trying to persuade her and went back to the place where they used to live, Jintian Villa, with A Ming.
As soon as he returned to the villa, Lan Xingchen sat in his room and wrote his resignation letter. After finishing the resignation letter, he calculated all his savings.
If she wants to resign and break the contract, she must repay the company's liquidated damages of 200,000 yuan. Lan Xingchen did the math and found that her total savings were only 90,000 yuan, which was still 110,000 yuan short of breaking the contract. However, where did she have to go to get it?
Only with this 110,000 yuan can we completely avoid Gong Yurui?
Lan Xingchen thought for a moment and remembered that before leaving the Lan family, her uncle had forced her to give her a few bankbooks, telling her that as a girl, she had to bring more money with her when she went out, so that she could use it urgently if anything happened.
Xingchen didn't want it, but Rong Haojie insisted on giving it to her. Now she was the only one in the Lan family. If he didn't give Lan Xingchen his money, who else could he leave it to? So Rong Haojie just gave it to Lan Xing.
There are several bankbooks in the dust.
Lan Xingchen was shocked when she opened the small bag given to her by her uncle Rong Haojie. In addition to her uncle's savings, it also contained the pension that her sister Lan Ke'er had left for Rong Haojie, and the pocket money she usually gave to Rong Haojie.
Rong Haojie couldn't bear to spend any of it, and had been saving it all these years, saying it was for the two sisters as dowry. Now that her sister Lan Keer is gone, all those savings and dowry were left to Lan Xingchen.
Looking at those bankbooks, Lan Xingchen's eyes became moist again. Her uncle was the only person in the world who loved the two sisters selflessly. These were not only bankbooks, but more of his love for them.
In the afternoon, Lan Xingchen withdrew the money, paid liquidated damages into the company account, and then went to the company to resign with A Ming with his resignation letter.
"Director, this is my resignation letter." When she arrived at the company, Lan Xingchen went straight to the director's office. She just hoped that her resignation would be resolved quickly and that she would not meet Gong Yurui again. Now, the person she was most taboo on was
Gong Yurui.
The director glanced at Lan Xingchen's resignation letter, with a hint of embarrassment on his face, "This... your resignation letter... I want to ask the boss for his opinion."
As the director spoke, he picked up the phone and wanted to inform Gong Yurui, but soon, Lan Xingchen held down the phone in front of the director.
"Director, what does my resignation have to do with the boss? It's me who wants to resign, not him. Why do I need his approval?" Lan Xingchen snorted. There are so many employees in the company. It's such a trivial matter as when to resign. Gong Yurui.
The CEO also wants to intervene?!
ps: Let me remind you again, who is the murderer of Lan Keer?