"An An is so good, grandma promises you that mom will be fine," Mrs. Ou said.
"Okay." An An said somewhat depressedly in Mrs. Ou's arms.
An'an is a precocious child who understands the meaning of life and death better than other children of the same age. When he was watching the news on TV, he saw the wreckage of the plane crash. Many people were hugging each other and crying. He knew that they They were crying because their relatives would never come back, and the plane his mother was on disappeared. His mother might... An An didn't dare to think about the consequences. Yesterday, he hid under the quilt and cried secretly. He didn't want to cry in front of his grandparents. He was already a little man. His mother was not here and he couldn't let others worry about him.
But what if he really wants to cry? He may never see his mother again.
Thinking so, An An also burst into tears, twitching and crying like a depressed kitten, and asked with grievance: "Grandma, will mom never come back? I Will there be a very fierce stepmother soon? Grandma, I just want my mother."
Mrs. Ou hugged An An tightly and said, "No, mother will be back soon."
An An just lay in Mrs. Ou's arms and cried non-stop, until she finally got tired and fell asleep.
Ou Qingheng took him from Mrs. Ou's arms and carried him upstairs to sleep in silence. Mrs. Ou followed him uneasily.
Ou Qingheng just looked at An An silently, and Mrs. Ou said, "Qingheng, are you okay?"
Ou Qingheng shook his head.
"Qingheng, don't be like this. An'an still needs your care. There are a lot of things in the company waiting for you to deal with. Your dad can go back and take care of it first, but you can't just let it go. Mom knows that you feel bad. But I believe Yiyi Huiji has his own destiny." Mrs. Ou thought for a while and said dryly.
"... Mom, I'm fine. I believe Yiyi will come back." Ou Qingheng said in a low voice.
The plane crashed, and no one was sure whether Yao Yiyi could really come back. She just wanted to see people in life and her body in death. As long as there was no bad news over there for a day, there was still a glimmer of hope, and he and An An were still at home. Waiting, he didn't believe that Yao Yiyi would leave so cruelly, not to mention that Gong Lin was by her side to protect her. She believed that she would be safe and sound.
Mrs. Ou moved her lips, but in the end she just walked out silently.
Ou Qingheng's cell phone rang in his pocket. He took it out and saw it was Huang's father calling.
His eyes darkened and became dark, and the hand holding the phone tightened.
"Hello." Finally, Ou Qingheng answered the phone.
"Mr. Ou, can I ask if your wife is with you now? She promised to come to Shanghai, why hasn't she arrived yet? And her phone call can't be reached." Huang's father suppressed his anger on the other end of the phone. said.
Ou Qingheng curled his lips and sneered. If it weren't for your Huang family, Yiyi wouldn't know whether she was alive or dead. If time could go back again, he really didn't want Yao Yiyi to know anyone from the Huang family.
Yao Yiyi now has two men, him and An An, guarding her. She doesn't need a group of relatives who are pretending to be in love.
The moment Yao Yiyi disappeared, he thought about taking revenge on the Huang family, but then he thought that she probably didn't want him to do this, so he suppressed this strong thought.
"Mr. Huang, you may not know that my wife's plane to Shanghai crashed. Now she doesn't know whether she is alive or dead. I think you will be very happy to hear the news." Ou Qingheng said sarcastically: "If it weren't for you Huang Home, I don’t think I’ll be worried now.”
“…”
There was silence over there.
Ou Qingheng said impatiently: "If there is nothing wrong with Mr. Huang, I will hang up first. My wife is all thanks to you for being like this. I don't think I have anything to say to you."
Just when Ou Qingheng was about to hang up, Father Huang finally spoke: "The plane really crashed?"
"If you don't believe Mr. Huang, you can go check it out." After saying that, Ou Qingheng hung up the phone.
Ou Qingheng walked to the window and looked at the blue sky and white sun outside. His heart ached with pain, and his eyes finally showed a trace of vulnerability and sadness.
If he had followed Yao Yiyi on the plane yesterday, even if there was an accident on the plane, he would have protected her in his arms, preventing her from facing the coldness eroded by the darkness alone.
"Yiyi, where are you? An An and I are waiting for you to come back at home. I can't lose you." Ou Qingheng murmured.
It's a pity that there is only the sound of wind blowing in my ears.
Ou Qingheng was in a bad mood, and Huang's father, who was far away in Shanghai, was stunned for a moment when he heard the news of the plane crash. He was not as happy as he imagined, but confused. He had hated his daughter for more than thirty years. Something happened like this
No, no, this was probably a little joke Ou Qingheng played on him. How could a good person have something happen just by saying something happened
Huang's father called someone to check the authenticity of this matter. News soon came over there that the plane had indeed disappeared and there was still no news. The government had sent people to search and rescue, but still nothing was found, and The name Yao Yiyi was indeed on the list of those who were involved in the crash.
Huang's father was holding the mobile phone with a black screen in a daze, feeling mixed emotions in his heart, and he didn't know how to describe it.
"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Huang Yiyi came over and asked.
Father Huang came to his senses and raised his hand to wipe away the tears that he had shed at some point.
"Dad, are you crying? Why, are you worried about your mother's health?" Huang Yiyi asked with concern.
Father Huang sighed and shook his head.
Seeing that he didn't want to talk, Huang Yiyi changed the topic: "Dad, didn't you call my sister yesterday? Why hasn't she arrived yet? Does she not want to come?"
Father Huang's heart felt like he had been pricked by a needle, and it hurt.
"Dad, what's wrong with you? You don't look particularly good. Are you feeling unwell?" Huang Yiyi asked.
Father Huang sighed again: "The flight your sister took yesterday was lost. The search and rescue team still found nothing. She can be said to be alive or dead."
Huang Yiyi was stunned for a moment, and then her heart was surrounded by surprises. She did not expect that her opportunity would come so soon. As long as Yao Yiyi died, she would not worry about finding the opportunity to replace her. As long as she worked hard, She believed that Ou Qingheng would definitely fall in love with her.
"Are you happy?" Father Huang glanced at her and said with a slightly gloomy expression.
Huang Yiyi came back to her senses, restrained her exposed emotions, and said nervously: "Dad, are you just joking? Okay, how could the plane crash happen by such a coincidence? I know you don't like me, but... You can't make fun of my sister's safety. If mom finds out, she'll be very sad."
"Don't tell your mother." Huang's father said sternly.
He believed that if Mrs. Huang knew the bad news, her condition would definitely worsen immediately, and she might even die directly if she couldn't withstand such a blow.
"Dad, I know." Huang Yiyi thought for a while and said, "Dad, I'll leave first and come back to see mom later."
She left quickly and entered the bathroom. She searched online for news about yesterday's flight from T City to Shanghai. Sure enough, she saw that the plane flying to Shanghai at 9pm had temporarily lost all contact with the outside world due to the influence of airflow. , the police dispatched by the government are conducting a vigorous search and rescue, but no one has been found yet.
Huang Yiyi curled her lips. She felt that God was helping her. If Yao Yiyi, a powerful opponent, was really gone, then she could take advantage of Ou Qingheng's sadness and sneak in. She didn't believe that Ou Qingheng was sad. Qingheng was able to shut out this beautiful woman with a hard heart.
She jingled the abacus, thinking that the dawn of victory was not far away. She was now praying that the news of Yao Yiyi's death would come as soon as possible. She was not cruelly wanting to curse Yao Yiyi, but Yao Yiyi's actions. A powerful opponent occupies Mrs. Ou's position. Only if she dies can she compete for this position.
Compared to Yao Yiyi, she felt that she was more suitable for Ou Qingheng. Regardless of her life experience or academic qualifications, she felt that she was better than Yao Yiyi.