The decency that he tried to maintain completely collapsed the moment he left the Song family.
At this moment, the memories buried in the depths of the sea of consciousness spewed out.
Grandma's dislike, biological father's indifference, biological mother's indifference, aunt's family's calculations, stepmother's disgust, her heart ashes when she was forced, her relief and hatred when she died in childbirth, Ge Jiaze's caring, the company's instant success His high spirits when he was red, Ge Jiaze's ruthlessness, Ge Jiamin's complacence, the humiliation and despair when he was invited out of the Song family in public...
It was at this moment that she lost her footing and fell to the ground with a sprained foot.
Tears blurred her eyes in an instant, she gasped, grabbed the high heels with broken heels, picked them up, put them down, and finally threw them out, startled by the oncoming car and subconsciously stepped on the brakes .
The driver pulled down the window and yelled, "What are you doing, I'm sick..."
Seeing Zhao Wanxue, who was sitting on the ground, covering his face and crying, halfway through his words, he choked up.
"Fuck." He scolded lowly, closed the window, and drove away.
What did she do wrong, why, why did God do this to her?
Zhao Wanxue burst into tears.
The car backed up again.
The driver got out of the car helplessly, walked to Zhao Wanxue, squatted down and poked her with his finger: "Sister, what's wrong with you?"
"woooooooo..."
Zhao Wanxue just buried her head and cried.
The driver scratched his hair: "Sister, is there something wrong at home? Well, isn't there a saying that the sun always comes after the wind and rain? If you think about everything, life will get better."
Probably tired of crying. Although Zhao Wanxue was still crying, her voice was much lower.
The driver squatted down on another foot, avoiding the inquiring eyes of passers-by: "...Sister, otherwise, I'll take you home."
Seeing that Zhao Wanxue did not object, the driver breathed a sigh of relief, ran to the road to pick up the shoes, and then helped Zhao Wanxue to walk to the car not far away.
Hearing the sound of the whistle, Zheng Yi, who was busy in the kitchen, turned off the gas stove and went out to greet him.
"Ayi." When he got out of the car, Zhao Wanxue threw himself into Zheng Yi's arms, sobbing.
After thanking the driver, Zheng Yi returned home with Zhao Wanxue.
Zhao Wanxue was exhausted and fell asleep as soon as she touched the bed.
She slept for two days and two nights.
Zheng Yi pushed open the door and came in. Looking at Zhao Wanxue who was lying in a daze, he felt a sense of powerlessness in addition to his resentment. He said softly, "You have a good rest at home, and I will go to the supermarket to buy something."
Zhao Wanxue did not speak.
Zheng Yi was used to it, so he went out after saying hello.
This state continued until an hour later, Zhao Wanxue received a call from the hospital.
It wasn't until the phone rang for the sixth time that she impatiently reached out and took the phone on the bedside table.
The next moment, her complexion changed dramatically, and she sat up from the bed suddenly: "What did you say, a car accident?"
With a bang, the phone in her hand fell to the ground.
"It has been diagnosed as intracranial hemorrhage, and a craniotomy must be performed immediately. Who are you?" the doctor asked.
Zhao Wanxue forced himself to calm down: "I am his friend. He was seriously injured in an accident before and suffered from amnesia, so his family members were not around."
"Friends?" The doctor frowned. Logically speaking, the informed consent for surgery must be signed by the family members. Friends are not included in the family members, but considering the actual situation of the patient, it can only be done on a special case.
"Okay, sign it." He handed the informed consent form to Zhao Wanxue.
The owner of the accident vehicle escaped, and Zheng Yi's condition was repeated. After three consecutive surgeries, it cost no less than 400,000 yuan. One day in the ICU ward would cost tens of thousands of yuan. The doctor said that if Zheng Yi wanted to recover, he would have to stay in the hospital for at least a month.
Zhao Wanxue ran out of money.
Zheng Yi is her only concern in this world now, and she can't help it.
But she has only two choices now. One is to sell the jewelry and bags in her hand, but there are not many things, and she doesn't know if the money in exchange will last until Zheng Yi recovers. After all, she invested all her energy and money. When I entered the company, I didn't save much money at all.
The second is to sell the shares in the hands to watch the live broadcast.
—Early after Ge Jiaze exposed her true face, she was intimidated by the power of the Ge family, and her business partners and former classmates and friends all blocked her.
Chen Jiamei, the only one who is not afraid of the Ge family, is afraid that she is not very comfortable at the moment. After all, she disturbed the birthday banquet of Mr. Song, and she was brought to the birthday banquet by Chen Jiamei. Chen Jiamei was naturally angry, otherwise she wouldn't even answer her apology call.
So she is now cornered and has no choice.
Just when she was disheartened and was about to call Ge Jiaze, Chen Jiamei's call came in.
Zhao Wanxue was surprised: "... Jiamei?"
Chen Jiamei couldn't hide her excited voice from the other side of the phone: "Wan Xue, the Ge family is in trouble."
"what?"
"You do not know?"
Something happened to the Ge family!
Ge family has a wide range of fields, and its industries mainly involve many important life needs such as Internet technology, real estate, food processing, finance, and entertainment.
Five days ago, the new actor Liang Zhao was smitten by his wife Shizui, and most of them were minors. Once the news came out, the whole country was in an uproar.
And Liang Zhao is not the star that the brokerage company under the Ge family is promoting.
Less than two hours after the incident was exposed, another unknown person posted pictures of Liang Zhaojuzhong taking drugs on the Internet, and most of the participants were middle and senior managers of their brokerage companies.
On the same day, the stock of the brokerage company directly fell by the limit.
The house leak happened to rain overnight. Three days ago, the construction of a high-end villa area built by the real estate company under the Ge family's name was completed and officially delivered to the owner. As a result, a certain household smelled a strong rancid odor the night they moved in. The next day, the police dug out two skeletons from the walls of his house.
A good high-end villa area instantly turned into a murder place to hide corpses, and how could it be an ordinary family who could buy tens of millions of dollars to buy a villa. This person, the higher he stands, the more taboo these gods and gods are.
The Ge family didn't dare to offend so many people at one time. They could only knock down their teeth and swallow them in their stomachs.
In this way, hundreds of millions of yuan were lost.
This is nothing, just this morning, a reporter who had been undercover for two years in a food processing factory under the Ge family narrowly escaped the chase, and then uncovered the inside story of the food processing factory in one fell swoop.
Mushrooms with industrial insurance powder, dirty leather scraps, soaked in lime, washed with hydrochloric acid, bleached with hydrogen peroxide to make shiny gelatin, and then repackaged and used in jelly, capsules, sausages and other foods; in order to prevent salted fish Insects, wash with pesticides before processing...
"On these three things, the Ge family will peel off their skin even if they don't die," said Mr. Ding.
Hearing this, as if remembering something, Ding Shien was a little surprised.
"What's wrong?" Noticing his expression, Mr. Ding asked.
I just heard Ding Shien say, "Uncle, after returning from Father Song's birthday banquet a month ago, Young Master Jiang asked me for the address of Ge's family."
"What?" Mr. Ding frowned slightly: "You mean, the affairs of the Ge family are under the hands of Master Jiang!"
"Otherwise, how could it be so coincidental, three things happened to come together." Ding Shien said.
From the Ding family's point of view, if everyone is in business, when they reach a certain height, no one will have any shyness in their hands. It is only the Ge family who has done too much.
"So, he is giving Zhao Wanxue a head start," said Mr. Ding.
"It should be." After all, Zhao Wanxue was his blood-related sister after all, and it was up to the owner to beat the dog.
It's true that the Ge family did something unethical, but that's about it.
Ge Jiaze is insidious and cunning, but if Zhao Wanxue is not too stupid and trusts Ge Jiaze too much, Ge Jiaze's plan would not have succeeded.
In the business of shopping malls, if you lose, you will lose, and there is nothing to say.
So now, Meng Zezhi stood up for Zhao Wanxue and took revenge on the Ge family.
To put it bluntly, the Ge family and Meng Zezhi both used their power to bully others. The only difference was that the former's methods were inferior and the crimes were extremely heinous, while the latter's actions were at least worthy of the word "righteousness".
"Fortunately, our family is on good terms with him, not against him." In addition to being fortunate, Mr. Ding inevitably had a trace of fear in his heart.
This is the power of a monk, domineering and wanton.
As he was talking, Ding Hejing knocked on the door and came in: "Dad, someone from the Ge family is here."
Not surprisingly, he came to ask for help.
"No." Mr. Ding said without hesitation.
Since he knew that Meng Zezhi was dealing with the Ge family, how could he be willing to risk offending Meng Zezhi to help the Ge family.
"By the way, say hello to your Uncle Sun and the others, and talk about the Ge family's affairs. Let them never interfere, or you will be responsible for the consequences."
Anyway, the relationship between the Ding family and the Ge family was not a close one.
"Okay." Ding Hejing nodded.
There is no way to ask for help, and the Ge family is over.
"By the way, where is Young Master Jiang now?" Mr. Ding was thinking, should he help Zhao Wanxue, but before that, he must first explore Meng Zezhi's tone.
"He went to Beijing University." Ding Shien replied.