Her words were so lacking in confidence that Yi Chen was already disdainful to argue. He got up and opened the window, the fresh air from outside suddenly rushed in, looking out from the window on the tenth floor, the sky was high and the clouds were clear and the view was empty, Yi Chen's annoyance a little less.
When his father died, Yi Chen was only ten years old. Although he was smart at a young age, he was not enough to understand the complexities of the adult world. I just remember that when I came back from school one day, my father, who was fine in the morning, was lying in the hospital covered in blood and was no longer breathing, and then his mother, who was already weak, died of illness, and he suddenly became an orphan without a father or mother. Fortunately, his father's neighbor and comrade-in-arms adopted him, and all the reasons became clear to him when he grew up.
Yi Chen's father took a loan from the bank to invest in real estate in the late 1980s. However, when the building was half-built, the bank had to recover the money early due to a change in credit policy. At that time, Zhao Qingyuan was the bank president of Y City. The local bank president had the right to give instructions on whether to withdraw the loan in advance. He did many activities, and Zhao Qingyuan finally agreed to renew him, but the money disappeared in a blink of an eye. , the funds for Father He's activities were in vain, and the half-built building suddenly became an unfinished building. At this time, the construction team and the material dealer came to ask for debts, and He's father accidentally fell off the unbuilt upstairs and died on the spot.
At that time, Director Zhao, who could only eat but not vomit, has grown steadily since then, and has been an official to the mayor. Although he did not directly cause the death of Yi Chen's father, he was undoubtedly the source of a series of tragedies. His aunt often watched Zhao Qingyuan, who was talking on TV, and said to him, "Yi Chen, wait, the bad guys will get bad news."
Yi Chen couldn't forget his complicated feelings when he found out that Mo Sheng was actually Zhao Qingyuan's daughter, absurd, angry, ridiculous, countless turbulent negative emotions could no longer be vented to her when he saw Mo Sheng. Maybe it was also mixed with self-loathing of himself, because even at that time, he still didn't want to break up.
Those fierce words made my heart aches even when I said them, what about Mo Sheng
And I almost... regretted it immediately.
Yi Chen frowned slightly, the past was unbearable to look back on. At that time, he was still young, and he was only twenty years old no matter how young or old he was. He still didn't know how to control and hide his emotions. Now he will never repeat the same mistakes.
The host exudes a clear message of eviction. Pei Fangmei found that she came here completely wrong. If he has no intention of taking revenge, her appearance is just unnecessary. If he really wants to take revenge, what can she stop now
But after all, she was unwilling to return without success. She lowered her voice and said softly: "I hope you can give me a promise. Although I am not close to Xiao Sheng, I am still her mother after all."
There was no reply for a long time.
Pei Fangmei had always been arrogant and arrogant, and bowing her head for Mo Sheng was the limit, so she stood up and said, "If that's the case, then I'll leave."
She got up and walked to the door, and when she quickly put her hand on the doorknob, she heard a plain statement from the young man who had always been aggressive.
"They gave me ten years, and I want Mo Sheng for the rest of my life." There was an indescribable exhaustion in his voice, he paused and said, "I succumb to the warmth of reality."
Pei Fangmei was stunned at first, and then she realized that this was the promise she wanted, and she turned her head. The young man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window was shrouded in a layer of pale golden sunlight, giving her only a desolate silhouette. Before Pei Fangmei had time to say anything, she heard his faint request again.
"Mo Sheng likes to think wildly, please don't let her notice these things."
The office had returned to calm, but Yi Chen was temporarily unable to work. Seeing that it was almost time to get off work, I simply closed the file and left it for tomorrow.
The cell phone in his pocket rang beeping for a text message.
It must be Mo Sheng.
Turning on the phone, it was her.
— "Yi Chen, today I'll give you a bonus, treat you to dinner, and I'll be downstairs immediately."
Yi Chen smiled slightly, as if someone's complacent look was right in front of him. Just as he was about to call her back, the phone rang, and when he finished answering the call, there were two more text messages in his phone.
- "If you don't answer me, you won't be here..."
— "Poor cell phone, where did Yi Chen leave you?"
So impatient.
Yi Chen couldn't help shaking his head, he only answered a phone call for more than ten minutes, and quickly replied to her - "Don't come up, wait for me downstairs."
Yi Chen stood in front of the window, waiting for Mo Sheng to appear in his sight.
It seems that Yimei once asked him why he could wait so patiently.
In fact, waiting has nothing to do with time, it is a habit, it grows freely, and he cannot restrain it.
Mo Sheng had already appeared in his field of vision with the camera on her back. She was standing under the shade of the tree opposite, holding her phone with her head down.
After a while, a new short message appeared on Yi Chen's phone.
— "Yi Chen, I'm here, hurry up and get down, old rules, I'll count to a thousand..."