When she was in the company, there was a competition candidate for the vice president of the group. He deliberately blocked her in the tea room and sarcastically advised her that since she was being supported, she should not occupy the candidate spot.
Although her unwillingness to admit defeat blocked her malicious intentions, her mood was already extremely bad.
I finally caught the best opportunity to vent. I won't let it go easily.
The man in the bathroom suddenly felt that danger was coming. He quickly got up and put on his bathrobe, preparing to go out and explain to Zhang Ling.
But who would have thought that Zhang Ling's reaction would be faster than his.
The moment he broke into the door, the small solid wood bench in his hand flew towards his calf like an arrow, and hit the ground under his feet with a muffled sound.
After that muffled sound, Zhang Ling subconsciously thought that the evildoer had been punished, and her mood instantly felt half better.
At the same time, the father who was out saw the impulsive Zhang Ling and shouted: "Lingling, stop, you can't do it, there is..."
When she heard her father's cry, her heart suddenly tightened again, feeling that something bad was about to happen.
The man instinctively avoided the bench attack, but because his slippers did not fit his feet, he stepped on the slippery floor and fell solidly.
"Ouch, it hurts!" Severe pain came from the joint where the body first touched the floor.
He glanced at the solid wooden bench and broke off one of his legs, lying quietly in the corner. How much hatred should this have? Even if he was a vicious thief, he wouldn't kill him.
He did admit that he was a thief, a thief who was ready to steal the heart of the woman in front of him. But he would never admit that he was the evil thief she said.
When the bathroom door opened, the fog quickly dissipated a lot, and she could clearly see Li Xiang lying on the ground.
"Why are you in my bathroom?" She looked at the man in extreme surprise and asked.
At this time, the father had already arrived at the bathroom door and shouted at Zhang Ling: "You, why are you so impulsive?"
Zhang Ling looked at her father aggrievedly and said, "Dad, you can't blame me for this. Who told him not to reveal his identity from the beginning?"
"It's my fault, it's all my fault." My father didn't dare to argue too much. He came to the man lying on the ground with a guilty look on his face and said, "It's my fault that I didn't know Lingling would come back so soon and caused such a big misunderstanding. I miss you, Li."
Is it okay?"
When the daughter made a mistake, the father instinctively took the responsibility. It was because of this that Zhang Ling dared to act like a child who had not grown up in front of her father.
"It's okay. He just fell down. He must be okay. The bench I threw didn't hit him at all." Zhang Ling glanced with a bit of contempt to shirk the responsibility.
Li Xiang couldn't tell whether his forehead was covered with sweat or water drops. He looked at his father with a painful expression and said, "The bones in my right ankle seem to be broken."
"It's broken!" The father looked back at Zhang Ling standing at the door and shouted, "What are you stunned for? Hurry up and pack your things and take them to the hospital."
After a brief tidying up, she became panicked and worried on the way to send Li Xiang to the hospital.
Li Xiang only felt a small part of the injury caused by her behavior. She was still extremely worried about the class reunion two days later, where her male partner was beaten away by her own hands.
After some examination by the doctor, Li Xiang found that his ankle was fractured, which was also a fracture. Although it did not require manual reduction or open reduction, it must be immobilized for 4-6 weeks to recuperate.
After listening to the doctor's explanation, Li Xiang saw Zhang Ling's worry. While his father was going to pay the fee, he smiled and said to her:
"Don't worry, the doctor said it's just a minor problem. Don't worry, I will definitely attend the party in two days' time on time."
"Participate? Let's forget it. You should stay at home and recuperate." Zhang Ling waved her hand.
For Li Xiang, the identity he had fought so hard for was lost because of such an accident. He was really unwilling to try to save it and said:
"Zhang Ling, what's wrong? Even if the doctor doesn't let me use my injured foot, I can still go with you in a wheelchair."
"Use a wheelchair!" Zhang Ling continued with a slight disdain in her smile: "Li Xiang, you really dare to think!"
She has already been framed and criticized in the company because of Li Xiang.
But considering their friendly cooperation, she could barely tolerate it.
Now, no matter what her identity is, Li Xiang attends her class reunion in a wheelchair. I believe that her weird classmates will also make up more outrageous and unbearable topics like the gossipy employees in the company.
She thought that instead of giving them an opportunity to make up gossip and rumors, it would be better to directly and openly admit that she was single. At least the damage she would suffer would be much less.
"Why don't you dare to think about it? This is what we agreed in advance! I am fulfilling my promise to you." Li Xiang felt a vague sense of crisis.
"Promise!" Zhang Ling sneered and waved her hands in a sharp tone, "I thank you for your promise. Originally, I was struggling with how to find a chance to tell you that you no longer need to fulfill your promise. Now you know
Already."
He thought for a while and said, "Could it be that you have found a better candidate than me?"
This is the most possible reason for rejection that Li Xiang can think of.
"Yes, you are right! I have found a better candidate than you. So now that you are disabled, you might as well give up. I don't want you to be embarrassed by being by my side." She admitted coolly.
She also felt that the reason Li Xiang wanted to say might make Li Xiang give up and stop being entangled.
Hearing Zhang Ling's frank admission, he looked at her blankly for a moment, and Chen Jian's fallacies began to echo in his mind.
It is said that women like to be conquered by others, and by men who are stronger than them. This is not strange, it is just the nature of women.
Could it be that the initial impression he gave her was just that of a migrant worker, which made her look down on him from the bottom of her heart.
Before, when she made such a request, she mostly regarded him as a temporary substitute.
His current state seems to have made Chen Jian right. The pain in his heart has far exceeded the pain in his ankle.
No, he couldn't be like ordinary men who didn't have the dignity to keep her until now.
He looked at her without saying another word. Although there was a lot of reluctance in his heart, he still temporarily forced himself to accept this fact.
I began to slowly convince myself and try to believe Chen Jian's fallacies.
Chen Jian said that men sometimes have to be strong and always submit to others, but they will be looked down upon by women.
If you are domineering with a woman, she will think you are manly and willing to submit to you.
So don’t foolishly think that satisfying a woman unconditionally means loving her. Not only will women not appreciate it, but over time, they will feel that you are not like a man, and they will even criticize you and dislike you.
When you treat a woman, you must be strong and soft at the same time. Sometimes you can be domineering and lose your temper, and sometimes you can be gentle. Then she will find her way out and not dare to have the desire to invade you.
In this life, if we ourselves are not men, then no one can protect your dignity.
Li Xiang temporarily convinced himself according to Chen Jian's theory, which made his bleeding heart feel much better.
Zhang Ling didn't hear any more words from Li Xiang for a long time. She thought that the interaction between them would be completely over.
"Okay, you can rest in peace and recuperate. I have something to do, so I will leave first. However, please don't worry, since I caused your injury, I will bear all the losses until you recover."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and quickly fled the ward without waiting for Li Xiang's answer.
Because she felt that if she stayed alone with this man for a few more minutes, she would be unable to maintain the perfect atmosphere she had created before.
Her father, who had returned after paying the fee, blocked Zhang Ling's path, looked at her with a dark face and said:
"Why are you going? Your boyfriend was injured because of your recklessness, and you want to walk away irresponsibly. This is not something that the daughter I raised, Zhang Pengtian, can do."
"I...Dad, I just want to go out and get some air. Just leave me alone, okay? And I said he is just an ordinary male friend."
As soon as his father saw Li Xiang who was in a depressed mood, he guessed that there must be some conflict. He did not hesitate to grab the arm of Zhang Ling who was trying to escape.
"Stop! Lingling, I understand what you are saying, but running away cannot solve the problem. In my opinion, all problems can be put on the table for discussion." His father pulled Zhang Ling back to him and said with a serious face, "Say!
Why did you offend Li Xiang? He is still injured."
How dare she put the matter with Li Xiang on the table?
"Dad, am I your daughter?" Zhang Ling looked at her father with extremely unfamiliar eyes.
What she didn't know was that Li Xiang got off work early, helped his father carry rice and noodles home, and repaired some old furniture, electrical appliances, etc.
My father's heart had already been captured and he identified Li Xiang as his favorite son-in-law.
If Zhang Ling wanted to let such a capable and good man go, it would be a waste of money in her father's eyes.
My father felt it was time for him to take action.
He said as if he was righteous enough to destroy his relatives: "Zhang Ling, I left my words here. If you dare to be irresponsible to Li Xiang today, you are not my daughter, Zhang Pengtian."
"Uncle, don't talk like that. I don't need to be responsible for her, so just let her go."
Li Xiang still couldn't bear to see Zhang Li in trouble, and he didn't want to see her for the time being, and wanted to be alone and quiet.
"Look, Zhang Ling, look! In today's world, you can't find such a good man with a lantern. You silly girl, why don't you know how to cherish him?"
Maybe everyone likes to be praised, so Li Xiang felt a little better.
But Zhang Ling felt that all this seemed to be Li Xiang's conspiracy.
Li Xiang only met his father twice, and the intimacy of their relationship suddenly felt like it was far beyond the love between father and daughter.
She looked at Li Xiang on the hospital bed with hostility, and said with a bit of gritted teeth:
"Okay! Dad, I listen to you. Whatever you ask your daughter to do, she will do it. Even if I force my daughter into his house as a maid and take care of his food, clothing, housing and transportation until he recovers, I will never do anything.
Complain."
She thought that her father would never allow her to easily stay in the home of the opposite sex. She felt that if she said these words, she would definitely receive objections from her father.
But when Li Xiang listened to these words, the scene of his head being pressed against the front windshield kept reappearing in his mind, and he clearly felt waves of coldness all over his body.
"No, no need! Uncle, there's really no need for this." Li Xiang quickly moved his eyes to his father and waved his hand in refusal.
Father went through Zhang Ling's words in his mind, dragged Zhang Ling back to the bed, looked at Li with a proud smile, and wanted to say:
"Okay, this is good! It's rare that my daughter has figured it out. Li wants you to listen to your uncle and let Lingling take time to take care of you after get off work. I can rest assured. Well, we decided happily."
