Zhou Xiaoxuan said bitterly: "I really want to call Yan Xixi right away and ask her to come back... Such a big thing happened, does she really not know or is she pretending not to know?? Consulting is so advanced, is she pretending?
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"With the development of consultation, it is impossible for Americans to know that the dog in your community is lost, right?"
Huang Ma is not a famous person. Who would know about her death?
Apart from hot discussions among neighbors for several days, and the relevant departments not mentioning anything, could Yan Xixi know?
Really.
"Oh, Xu Xiaoya, if you don't fight, I will fight. I don't believe it. This woman's heart is made of iron... Huang Xiaojue has devoted ten years to her. What about her? What has she given Xiaojue in return? In this world,
Is there really such a vicious woman?"
"No, no, no, don't... At this time, you must not tell her to distract her. Besides, her coming back will have no effect."
"Should we just let her pretend to be deaf and dumb all the time? Alas, I feel so sorry for Huang Xiaojue. Damn, why do men always love those selfish women? What's so good about Yan Xixi? So selfish... I see,
She was obviously pretending not to know so as not to offend Wang Donglin... a shameless woman, ugh..."
"Why are you so unreasonable?"
"What did I say wrong? Hey, life is still long. I'm waiting to see what happens to her. Young lady from a wealthy family? Not necessarily!"
"She will naturally come back after graduation. Zhou Xiaoxuan, don't be too meddlesome."
Zhou Xiaoxuan just sighed.
The mourning hall is not big, but it looks particularly empty.
When Wang Donglin walked in, he felt a chill.
No one greeted him, so he went straight to salute.
After a while, he turned around and faced Father Huang's wary gaze.
He was very polite: "Uncle, this happened suddenly and everyone was surprised. Please forgive me."
Father Huang was cold.
He turned to Huang Xiaojue, but Huang Xiaojue didn't even look at him. He had to clear his throat and whispered: "Mr. Huang, I have something to bring you. Although it is not convenient to speak at this time, but,
I am entrusted by others and have to be abrupt..."
The invitation was handed over.
Lao Zhang was very cautious and specially gave the invitation.
Huang Xiaojue stretched out his hand and accepted the invitation.
The above is Lao Zhang's handwriting, which shows his sincerity. It is also a very obvious signal: Huang Xiaojue, I will not hold you accountable for your past. Moreover, I will promote you heavily and reuse you, and you will have a brighter future than before.
So far, this is the best protection token. It is no exaggeration to say that it is a death-free gold medal.
"Mr. Huang, I'm also very sad about my aunt, but..."
Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly stunned.
Huang Xiaojue raised his hand, tore the invitation in half and threw it into the trash can next to him.
He said calmly and surprisingly calmly: "Mr. Wang, please."
That was his answer to him.
The eviction order had been issued, and Wang Donglin couldn't stay any longer. He smiled bitterly, turned around, saluted Huang Ma's portrait again, and then strode away.
All around, there was dead silence again.
Father Huang withdrew his eyes from his wife's portrait and looked at his son. The sorrow of these days almost completely defeated him, but when he was slightly sober, he was always worried about his son.
In this sinister circle, there is never anyone who can escape unscathed, and there can be no one who sits on the fence. Either you die or I live. If I had never known Zhou Ting at the beginning, maybe everything would never have ended here.
