President’s Private Spoil Rule - Chapter 719
Fu Qingyu’s body shook, and Bai Xiaolong held her. A touch of heartache flashed across the bottom of his eyes, but he still hardened his heart: “if you don’t want to give up the Green Eagle and want to be the leader of the guild, you must make a decision and make a decision.”
Make a decision
Make up your mind!
Fu Qingyu covered his face, and a large string of water poured out of his fingers. Half of his face appeared outside and twisted painfully.
What decisions and ideas do you make?
From small to large, since taking over the Green Eagle, the person who has been making decisions is the old lady, and the person who has been making decisions is the old lady. Because it has always been her, she can live so carefree and fight all night.
Bai Xiaolong loosened her and whispered, “Sapphire, as long as you want the Green Eagle, as long as you say a word, we will follow.”
Tears poured into the cracked and deformed mouth, which was extremely bitter and choked my throat.
Fu Qingyu pulled back his hand, turned around, hung his head, and his voice was as dumb as a rusted string: “if you can, please give me five minutes.”
Bai Xiaolong looked at her thin back. Her always straight back was holding the vicissitudes of life in a posture he had never seen before. Her body was trembling constantly because she suppressed crying and sadness. She was no longer as thin but very strong as before.
Such a fragile her, so unlike her, is too distressing.
Bai Xiaolong resisted the urge to hold her, bowed his head and said respectfully, “I’m outside. Call me at any time. Green and mastiff are on their way. Please make a careful decision. ”
If Fu Qingyu doesn’t become the leader of this guild, the oath the four of them once made will be broken from today on.
“Good!”
White Bruce Lee pulled the bell and backed out.
In the quiet room, only the sleeping old lady Chang and Fu Qingyu lying by the bed.
Fu Qingyu knelt beside the bed and looked at the old lady’s quiet face. Tears flowed continuously, but there was no sound of crying.
She wanted to hold the old lady’s hand in her palm, but when she pulled it, she found that the old lady’s joints were stiff and her whole arm was stretched straight out of the quilt.
“Ah…”
Fu Qingyu buried her hair in the palm of the old lady’s hand and roared, like the cry of a young animal, but the pain could not be vented. The little claws waved aimlessly, but they couldn’t catch anything anymore.
Mom, mom
The last relatives!
Fu Qingyu raised her head, looked at the old lady and smiled bitterly: “Mom, don’t you say that although I don’t have a father, I still have a mother. Didn’t you say that as long as I had a mother, I would never be an orphan? Why, even you have to go, why… You are so smart. Obviously, those old men can’t count on you. Why… ”
How many years ago, she didn’t remember, but she clearly remembered that soon after her father died, a child in the school scolded her as an orphan, with a mother and no father, so she was like a wild child and fought every day.
She clearly remembered that the old lady appeared in front of her like a hero, stood beside her and told herself: yu’er, orphans are children without parents. We yu’er still have a mother, so we are not orphans.
The old lady pointed at the abusive child opposite and said: go and educate him. What is an orphan? Come back when you understand it.
So that day, she knocked out the boy’s two front teeth and broke his leg. Finally, when he cried and said something wrong, she ran happily to the old lady to report.
The old lady touched her head with great satisfaction and praised, “well done. Sometimes we must educate others with a tough attitude.” He knocked on her little fist, “so your little fist has to be harder.”
That night, the little boy’s parents came to the door because they knew Fu Qingyu’s family background and even brought a lawyer.
Fu Qingyu sat and looked at the old lady and said calmly, “it’s just a child fight…”
“But my son said you were there and you didn’t stop it.” The child’s parents were very angry.
The old lady smiled at the little boy and asked, “was I really there?”
Fu Qingyu pinched his fist, looked at the boy wrapped like a mummy, and asked with a smile, “was my mother really there?”
The little fist clicked.
The little boy immediately shrank behind his parents and whispered, “no, that aunt, she wasn’t there. Yes, yes, later. ”
The old lady looked very kindly at the child’s parents: “look, children, sometimes there are mistakes.”
Then let his parents coax him, the boy would no longer dare to say that the old lady was present, and the lawyer could only follow him back.
Next, Fu Qingyu formed the habit of shooting first without saying a word.
The old lady has been used to her.
Fu Qingyu wondered in a trance why the old lady should indulge her like this and be a person who doesn’t need to think.
She also asked the old lady if it was bad to hit people? Because the children at school call her bully.
The old lady said: life is arbitrary when it should be. What are you afraid of? I’m here!
Yes, there’s a mother!
So she was never afraid of anything. Because mom is here!
But now, my mother is gone.
Fu Qingyu kissed the old lady’s cold and stiff hand and asked in a low voice, “Mom, what should I do now? What would you do if it were you? I can only fight, but I can’t use my head. What should I do? ”
“Bruce Lee, old lady, is something really wrong?” There was a green voice outside the door, so eager.
“She’s in there. Wait and go in.” White Bruce Lee’s voice was low and deep, unable to hear sadness and joy.
Fu Qingyu dried her tears, stood up, opened the door and looked at Qing: “go in and have a look at her.”
Qing looked at her red and swollen eyes and subconsciously stepped back: “no, it’s not true, is it? Old lady, still there, isn’t it? ”
Fu Qingyu looked at the front without blinking, but her tears fell down and whispered, “after reading, come to the study.”
Fu Qingyu left slowly, and Bai Xiaolong followed her. The figure was still straight and straight, even with a hardness he had never seen before.
In the study, Fu Qingyu sat in the main seat and his eyes fell on the mastiff who had just arrived: “why not accompany Hong.”
The mastiff looked like frost: “I’m not a doctor. It’s useless to stay. It’s the right thing to find out the real murderer.” Looking at Fu Qingyu, his eyes were red, “arrange it.”
“OK.” Fu Qingyu nodded, “white Bruce Lee went to check the background of the intruder. Mastiff dog to check Mo Nantian’s recent contacts and communication records. Qing, please help host the funeral, the day after tomorrow. I want a big deal. ”
“All the results must be out before the day after tomorrow.”
Fu Qingyu looked at the three of them: “is there a problem?”
“No problem.”