Zhou Ting suddenly realized that what her father was worried about was not just the secret data in Wang Donglin's hands, but also other things that she didn't know about.
She was so worried that she didn't dare to ask any more questions.
Lao Zhou suddenly asked: "Ting'er, what do you think of Huang Xiaojue?"
Zhou Ting said slowly: "He may not be sincere to me."
"Why?"
"I saw it last time when he risked his life to save Yan Xixi. His heart is still with that woman. Moreover, I asked his parents to move to the villa, and Huang Ma decided to move, but he rushed back to stop it...
"
Lao Zhou has the same eyebrows, maybe he didn't expect Huang Xiaojue to have such a skill.
"Dad, you can't trust this person completely, you must have reservations."
Lao Zhou was relieved: "In that case, prepare to marry him as soon as possible."
Zhou Ting was startled, but she reacted immediately.
"Okay, Dad, I'll listen to you."
Seeing that his daughter agreed so readily, Lao Zhou showed a hint of uneasiness and sighed: "Ting'er, I really can't bear to ask you to make such a big sacrifice."
Zhou Ting secretly gritted her teeth and forced a smile: "Dad, when did this happen? Are you still telling me this? As long as we get through this difficulty, we will have nothing to fear."
Yes, the difficulty has only lasted for more than one year. When the results come out next year, everything will be a foregone conclusion.
The winner will climb to the top and win the world.
But if you lose, you will be trapped in the quagmire from now on, or even be ruined and even jailed.
"Ting'er, as long as you get through this, no matter what you want from now on, dad will promise you."
Zhou Ting smiled sweetly: "Dad, you can rest assured. These days, marriage and divorce are very common. A marriage is nothing at all. As long as I can help you, I will not hesitate."
After sitting down in the hospital lounge, Liu Daqing drank all the tea in his cup.
Wang Yi stood by and said in a low voice: "Madam, do you want to tell Dong Mei?"
Liu Daqing pondered briefly: "No, don't tell her. Remember, don't reveal a word."
"But, Madam, you have worked so hard..."
Liu Daqing said calmly: "I am an old woman, what do I have to be afraid of? Anyway, they can't threaten me with anything now. Remember, not only are you not allowed to tell Dong Mei, you are not even allowed to reveal your face."
Wang Yi's heart sank.
Liu Daqing, this is a desperate move.
The phone rang and she saw the message from Yan Xixi.
It was a joke, but it clearly had a strong sense of probing. It was obvious that she had been inquiring about Wang Donglin's whereabouts.
Liu Daqing also secretly marveled that Yan Xixi's phone call yesterday was clearly at the time when her son was killed - Yan Xixi was not an unreasonable person, and this was the first time she called in the middle of the call after going to the United States.
But it's such a coincidence.
Is there really such a thing as "telepathy" in this world?
The girl's friendship for her son was much deeper than she imagined.
Only then did she fully realize that Yan Xixi was a very important family member.
Liu Daqing stood up and looked at the closed ward again. He looked extremely tired. After more than thirty years of peaceful life, he vaguely returned to the chaotic situation of the past.
At this time, how can we let our daughter come back to face all this?
With Wang Dongmei and Yan Xixi outside, there is always a glimmer of hope. Wouldn't it be interesting to rush back all at once and be caught in one fell swoop?
