After I got home, I unexpectedly met Wei Ling who brought her son to visit her mother, but the mother hid in the room alone and cried. Wei Ling tried to comfort her all the time.
"What's going on?" I was baffled.
The nanny didn't say anything, Wei Ling's son Qiqi rushed to say:
"It was she who made grandma cry." Qiqi pointed to the nanny who was shrinking aside with her chubby little finger. The nanny looked very embarrassed, and said: "Sir, don't listen to the children's nonsense." Qiqi ran into the back room and took out a big photo frame. This photo frame has been hanging in my mother's room for more than ten years.
"Qiqi!" Wei Ling grabbed the photo frame and scolded her son.
"Ah¡ª" she snorted, and the tiger's mouth was cut eight centimeters long by the broken glass, and the flesh was deep enough, and her hands were stained with blood.
"Mom¡ª" Qiqi cried loudly, having never seen so much blood.
"Don't cry." Wei Ling called out calmly, "Why are boys crying?" Kiki sobbed.
"Don't be so fierce, he is still a child." I quickly covered her palm.
"It was she and grandma who broke the photo frame by grabbing it." Qiqi cried and fought for the white.
My face turned pale, and a piercing pain hit me.
"Isn't this photo put away?" I questioned.
"She cleaned the corner and saw a kraft paper package full of dust, so she opened it and wiped it." Wei Ling explained for the nanny while treating the wound.
I took out my wallet, took out 500 yuan and threw it to the nanny, and said, "Go! You don't have to come to work tomorrow."
"Sir, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to." The nanny was stunned.
"Xiao Yang, let's forget it! She is still young and ignorant." Wei Ling persuaded.
"Small? Ignorant? I used to be ignorant, but who will forgive me?" I couldn't bear it any longer. I picked up the broken photo frame with my left hand, cleaned the glass, and took out the photo.
"What are you doing?"
I didn't answer, took out the lighter I carried with me, and lit the photo. I don't want to see it again, fragments of past memories that only make my mother and I suffer again.
"Xiao Yang." Wei Ling ran over, trying to snatch the lit photo from my hand. I stubbornly grabbed the photos that were burning more and more and ran to the bathroom.
When I came out, Wei Ling cried while holding her son's head.
"Why do you treat yourself so cruelly every time?"
"I'm in a bad mood, I won't eat, I'm leaving." I didn't answer her, what else can I explain?
I decided to find Lin Manjing.
When she opened the door for me, before she understood, I had already picked her up and threw her into the bed. With red eyes, I unbuttoned my shirt and rushed towards her.
"Ah" she screamed, waving her hands.
I only used three layers of strength to fix her two hands on her head with one hand, press her kicking legs with my legs, and tear off her collar with the free hand. She stared angrily: "You If you treat me like that again, I will never forgive you."
She didn't cry, she didn't beg for mercy, she didn't resign herself; she was furious like an enraged lioness bristling.
I flinched, let go of her like a deflated ball, and fell on top of her. She didn't push it away, didn't feel disgusted, but instead gently stroked my head. I can no longer conquer this woman.
"Come with me to the company for a meeting next Monday." Lin Manjing said while drinking coffee.
At my request, she moved to his apartment. The house is small and cannot be compared with the suite of Lin's shop, but it will make my heart feel better. I have to admit that I still have self-esteem. I readily agreed, and didn't mind that many facilities here are not as good as Lin's shop.
"What's the matter?" I unbuttoned my shirt.
"The change of shareholding must be explained to the board of directors, and you are now the second largest shareholder of the company."
I was surprised. Did she ever think about the uproar this would cause in her company, her family? I asked openly, "Aren't you worried?"
"I've figured it out, it's useless to worry! I know it! Don't worry." She put down her glass and comforted her.
Just as I was worried, things were not as simple as Lin Manjing imagined. When the two of us both appeared at the shareholders meeting of Sanjiang Paper, the entire meeting room fell into a state of turmoil and uneasiness.
"Hello everyone, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Yang. The change in the company's equity you heard has become a fact. I now announce to everyone that I have transferred all 20% of the equity under my name toPart of it was donated to Yang"
With a "snap", an ashtray hit Lin Manjing head-on. I quickly pulled her away with my sharp eyes, but the distance was too close, and a bright red blood was cut in the corner of her eye. It was her father who killed the killer. The meeting room was suddenly silent, as if the air had frozen into ice. All eyes were on the three of us.
"Get out! Get out of here!" Her father shouted suddenly, his dark and resentful eyes turned purple.
Lin Man remained still, covering the corners of her bleeding eyes. I didn't move either, trying to restrain my urge to care about her, forcing myself to stand aside and watch the play.
"Everyone go to rest first! This meeting is suspended." A man with gold-rimmed glasses boldly stood up and made arrangements. I looked at her father anxiously, and saw that he didn't respond, so I left my seat and opened the door of the conference room myself.
All the people swarmed out like birds and beasts.
"Are you trying to destroy the company?" her father said old-fashioned.
"We owe him this." Lin Man said calmly.
"Then what do you owe me? What will you pay for it?" Her father shouted with trembling lips, "Just such a brat, a poor man, is it worth fighting your father? Worth giving up everything?"
"It's worth it! It's so worth it! We ruined his home and his life. Because of me, his father died and his mother went crazy. Is it too much for me to pay for the fate of the three people?" Lin Manjing stared at her father stubbornly, refusing to relax, her voice was obviously choked with sobs.
I looked at her. This was the first time I heard her talk about our grievances as a third party, and I felt mixed feelings.
"Three people? The fate of these people is doomed. Could they have changed before you appeared? They were struggling on the poverty line of life, wasting their lives for food and clothing. What's the difference between them and those cats and dogs? Survival of the fittest, survival of the strong. The weak are doomed to be victims of progress. Lin Lin, you are too kind and merciful, if you feel guilty, then we can spend money with them, money that they can't spend in this lifetime"
"Enough." I walked up to this man who treated me as if I didn't exist from the beginning to the end, and never looked at me directly, and interrupted my disgusting "survival of the fittest" theory.
"Are you still a human?" I pressed, "I am a human! If you are too, then you only have 24 hours a day, and you can only sleep in one bed and eat three meals. Could it be that you have changed because you have money? ?"
"I don't want to talk to rubbish from the bottom of society like you, you are not qualified."
Ten years ago, he despised me and my poor mother with the same tone and eyes, and now he is mercilessly uncovering the scars in my heart again.
"Haha¡ª¡ª" I kept laughing on my back, laughing so hard that I was about to choke tears.
"Noble Mr. Lin! Don't forget, the trash of my society slept with your noble daughter ten years ago. And you self-proclaimed nobles seduced me to sleep with you, just for that ridiculous college admission Notice." My vicious ridicule popped out word by word from the gap between my teeth, as if every word was a bullet, and it was shot into the enemy's chest accurately. Father Lin pointed at me, and his obviously fat body began to twitch due to violent panting.
I didn't look at Lin Manjing's reaction, and I avoided looking at her more.
"Dad¡ª" Lin Manjing suddenly yelled and rushed from behind me.
"Medicine¡ªmedicine¡ª" Her father twitched more and more violently, and his hand involuntarily reached into the pocket of his suit.
"Where is it? Where is it?" Lin Manjing fumbled nervously in the direction pointed by her father's hand.
"Here! Here!" She stuffed the medicine into her father's mouth nervously and tremblingly.
"Get out! Get out!" Her father yelled again at the first moment of swallowing the medicine.
"Please, let's go" I watched her lift up her pear-blossomed face, with a look of despair and grief on her face, and I walked out in silence. Her father couldn't tolerate me defiled his daughter; my hatred prevented me from comforting her who was hurt; we were doomed to have a bad relationship in this life. Why do we still have to meet? I'd rather live alone like a dead man, with the resentment and dissatisfaction of my whole life, alone. My love has to admit that the only love in this life has long been crushed by the injustice of this world. What are the fragments left besides painful memories for us? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com