Old Chen was shocked, and subconsciously refused: "How can I ask for your money? No, absolutely not!"
Ding Bo held his hand and worked all the year round. He was so strong that Old Chen couldn't get rid of it for a while.
"You, don't be polite with me. Besides, I'm not giving it away for free. I'll take it out. When Xiaoqing recovers, you will gradually have more money. It's never too late. I eat and drink here. , There is still a place to live, and there is no place to spend money, just to bring it to you for emergency. Whose family has not been out of the situation?"
Ding Bo breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "Although we are a round of age difference, we are both serving the Shen family. We have been working together for so many years. If you look up and see you lowered, I can't bear to see you burnt because of the money. "
"Ding Bo..." Old Chen said choked up.
"There is a card in this envelope. The code is six zeros. My monthly salary is typed on it. I haven't taken it once in the past five years. I think there are more than one hundred and two hundred thousand."
Old Chen was panicked, and his hand holding the envelope trembled faintly.
He didn't expect Ding Bo to be so unreserved, and almost took out his old book to him.
At that moment, I couldn't tell what kind of feeling my heart felt. I was sour and swollen to the extreme, as if the next second, I would cry because of moving.
Ding Bo also noticed his embarrassment and did not speak to comfort him, but raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder.
Old Chen needs more encouragement at this moment than sympathy.
Ding Bo's old eyes saw through the world, and a few wisps of kindness and wisdom appeared.
Lao Chen suddenly felt that the matter that bothered him might be able to get a pertinent suggestion from Ding Bo.
With a slight movement in her heart, she told Yang Lan’s threat and explained, "...The wife is determined to ask why this time, she even took Xiaoqing’s life..."
Old Chen had a meal, the pain was so painful that he gritted his teeth, and it took more than ten seconds to relieve him: "If I tell my wife the truth, and if she makes a big fuss, my husband will definitely suspect me. But if you don't say it, the expert will withdraw tomorrow Go, Xiaoqing can only be transferred back to the original hospital to continue receiving treatment. Although the same operation is performed, the risk has increased by 40%... Ding Bo, you are a person who has seen strong winds and waves, can you tell me how to choose Is it right?"
Ding Bo listened, pondering for a long time, "... Actually, you don't have to choose one of the two."
"I... don't quite understand." Old Chen shook his head.
"Maybe there is someone else who can help you."
"who?"
"Miss Three."
…
At the same time, in the old house.
As soon as Shen Chunjiang stepped into the living room, the lights were bright.
Yang Lan was sitting on the sofa with her back facing him, her back stiff.
He was startled at first, but quickly reacted, pretending to loosen his tie casually, and then put down his file bag, just like he would go home from get off work on weekdays.
Who is not an actor these days
"Why haven't you fallen asleep? What are you doing here? The TV is not on..."
If it weren't for Lao Chen, Yang Lan might have believed in his evil.
"Waiting for you." Smiling raised his head, with a faint smile.
Shen Chunjiang was slightly taken aback, as if dazzled by such a smile.
In fact, in terms of appearance and body, Gao Weiqiu is no better than Yang Lan, and his temperament is even worse.
Yang Lan can bring up the elegance and grandeur of a wealthy lady, and with such a wife, Shen Chunjiang has a bright face.
She is destined to live a life of great attention, with the title of "Mrs. Shen", active in the eyes of everyone, with ease, advance and retreat.
And Gao Weiqiu is only suitable to be a small and gentle interpretive flower, nestling next to a man, relying on clinging and meeting to draw the sun and rain.
"... Waiting for me to do what?" The man's tone softened, his eyes soft.
"I'm afraid you can't find the way home." Yang Lan smiled, but her eyes were cold.
Only then did Shen Chunjiang realize that her tone and expression were wrong, the tenderness on her face faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her stretched eyebrows tightened subconsciously.
"Can't you speak well? Must be so yin and yang?"
The voice has fallen cold.
Yang Lan sneered, stood up from the sofa and met the man's gaze, without dodge or avoid: "Do you think what you do deserves me to speak well?"
Shen Chunjiang's eyes did not flash: "What did I do? You speak clearly!"
"Oh, at this point, are you still stiff? Don't think I don't know the few you raised outside?!"
"I thought something great happened. You knew it a long time ago?"
It's an understatement, as it should be.
Yang Lan's face was pale with anger, but the ridiculousness was still stubbornly and stubbornly hanging on her lips, which made her look a little more hideous and distorted.
When Shen Chunjiang saw this, his eyebrows wrinkled deeper and deeper: "In our circle, such a family, which man is not the red flag at home, the colorful flags fluttering outside? You have seen and heard a lot of them for so many years, I think you understand enough. I didn’t expect to ask such stupid questions today!"
Yang Lan squeezed her palms tightly.
The nail was embedded in the meat, but she didn't seem to feel the pain.
Is it clear enough
of course.
Yang Lan has always known that there are people outside Shen Chunjiang, and there are more than one, but as the original wife, she convinced herself not to care about or care about it, only this time...
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First one, there are two more later, the time is uncertain, I suggest you watch it tomorrow~