Rebirth: Pamper Ruthless Girl - Chapter 219
It’s a high-end apartment in the city center.
A man opened the door, and the man standing outside came in. He was dressed in a black suit, and even the ribbon with his hair was changed to black.
He didn’t change his shoes. He went upstairs without looking at the person standing at the door. He bit his lip and stared at his back. Until he disappeared at the corner of the stairs, he withdrew his sight, closed the door, closed his eyelids and went upstairs.
Although it’s an apartment, there are only one family on the first floor. The master bedroom on the second floor is a little big and frightening. The whole floor to ceiling windows pull the curtains, and the room is only dark with the orange halo of floor to ceiling lamps.
“He never woke up.”
Ji Wangshu, who is standing beside the bed, hears the speech and slowly sits on the edge of the bed. There is a person lying on the bed with an oxygen mask. The next side is better than the hospital equipment. The medical instruments of a higher level make regular drip sound.
Ji Wangshu looked at the other side’s face, like a very distressed low Nan: “the injury on the face, if the appearance of how to do?”
The man who followed put his hand around his shoulder, gently rubbed his shoulder with his face like a cat, and said with flattery, “you and me.”
Ji Wangshu snorted with a smile, turned his face and stretched out his hand to pull the person in front of him. The other side half knelt down obediently and looked up at him.
Ji Wangshu holds his chin and raises his face up. In four years, the boy he once saw in the club has long eyebrows. He used to be only five points similar to Yin Xu, but now he has seven points.
Yin Xu’s eyes, facing Ji Wangshu, will never have such infatuation. He will only look at him coldly, as if he is looking at a stranger.
“You’re right, and you…”
Han Yan wants to hear that his eyes are red. The hope hidden in his eyes for many years is about to break the ground, but he is trampled back by Ji Wangshu’s second half sentence.
“If he’s disfigured, I’ll peel off your face and put it on him.”
Han Yanxi’s pupil is in a daze. Before he can tell the truth of the frightening words, Ji Wangshu has let go and stood up.
“Wei Yan has returned home. I won’t come here for the time being. Take good care of him. If anyone finds anything wrong, you know the consequences.”
Han Yanxi shakes his eyelashes and drops his eyes. He says that he sees Ji Wangshu’s steps hesitating by the bed. He wants to go but wants to stay. After a while, he finally turns around and goes to the door.
Soon, the sound of closing the door came from downstairs. Han Yanxi raised his eyes again. He slowly looked at the person on the bed, put his hand beside the bed and pulled up the sheet tightly.
He looked at the face of the man on the bed with resentment and jealousy, and said in a low voice, “if only you had died directly! My brother
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Today’s Haicheng is a rainy summer.
At the funeral, everyone was wearing a black umbrella. The continuous drizzle was not big. It fell on the umbrella, almost silent. But when the rain gathered, it dropped to the ground and was trampled on, there was a sound. One by one, the accumulation of noise was disturbing.
Su Mian stands in front of the tombstone with a black umbrella and a black dress. Her eyes are empty and can’t find the focus.
Beside her, the two four-year-old children were also dressed in black, dressed in light yellow linen, and stood there led by the nanny. They were both pink and jade, and their big round eyes were innocent. They didn’t seem to understand what they were doing.
The boy’s physique is thinner than the girl’s, also more intelligent, listen to the adult who comes to repeat a word, gradually understand what, mouth slowly shriveled up.
Lin shucang was a lot older, his temples were white, and his back was bent. He stood beside the two children to see off the guests after mourning.
Su Mian’s line of sight falls on the tombstone without focal length. The photo is the certificate photo on Yin Xu’s lawyer’s license. She doesn’t wear glasses and is very serious.
The photo on the tombstone should be a smiling one. In this way, every time you come to visit the tomb, you will not feel too sad. But Yin Xu, who would prepare such a photo in advance without a single smiling photo? Who would have thought that accidents always come so suddenly?
The little girl stretched out her hand and pulled Su Mian’s finger to shake it. Seeing Su Mian ignored her, she shriveled her mouth and said softly, “Mom, I’m tired. Let’s go home. I want to play with my father.”
Nanny quickly squatted down, opened her hand, low voice coax way: “glutinous rice good, we will leave, and then wait for a while, OK?”
It is said that her daughter is her father’s little cotton padded jacket. Yin Xu always loves little glutinous rice more, which makes glutinous rice spoiled. At first, she can still play with the rain, which she can’t play with. She is still interested. Now she is not interested. As soon as she can’t walk, she can’t listen to anything and begins to play tricks.
“I don’t, I don’t, I’m going back to Dad now, I’m going back now.”
The nanny, anxious and helpless, pointed to the little boy standing motionless beside him and said, “glutinous rice is good. You see how obedient my brother is. Glutinous rice should learn from his brother…”
Voice did not fall, small glutinous rice has been wronged to cry, the voice is not small, provoking.
The baby sitter was in a hurry. She couldn’t coax her baby and walk away with her.
Su Mian’s thoughts were pulled back by more and more crying. She turned her head slowly and rigidly. Little nuomi cried for a long time, but no one coaxed her. She was even more angry. Her chubby little hand pulled the sackcloth on her body, and she cried vaguely, “nuomi doesn’t want this, it’s not beautiful, I don’t like it…”
Seeing this, the nanny hurriedly tried to stop Su Mian’s hand, but it was faster than her. She grabbed the hand of nuomi, and her voice was more severe than ever. “You listen to me! No picking
The nanny was scared by her roar, not to mention the little nuomi. Her little body was shaking hard, and she was stunned. She looked at Su Mian with her mouth open, and didn’t move for a long time.
Su Mian grabs her hand and slowly releases it. She blinks stiffly and recovers her gaffe.
“Glutinous rice, this is what you should do for Dad. Don’t pick it. Dad will be sad when he sees it…”
Small glutinous rice smell speech, like reaction came over, a butt sitting on the ground, Wai Wai, mouth vague cry to find dad.
Nanny couldn’t hold her, but Su Mian stopped her.
“Make her cry, no hugging.”
Helpless and helpless, the nanny stood up and looked at Uncle Lin for help. He was always an old man in the role of grandfather, but he didn’t dissuade him. He was still doing his own business.
The people at the funeral turned their eyes to this side one after another. After taking their eyes back, they all exchanged tacit thoughts with the people around them.
The funeral was “grand”. Su Mian informed everyone, whether it was Yin Xu’s customers or his relatives who had no contact with them for a long time, to “invite” them, be sure to come to the scene to mourn, let them all put down a white chrysanthemum in front of the tombstone and have a look at the words carved on the tombstone.
The tomb of his late husband Yin Xu, his wife Su Mian, his eldest son Su Yusheng, his eldest daughter Yin Qinghuan.
She wants everyone to know that Yin Xu is her husband and father.
Four years ago, their wedding was too simple. They chose the date and got the certificate. The whole family had a common meal together and it ended. Outsiders thought that they were still engaged.
This decision was made by Yin Xu. He said that he had already boasted in front of the media that the ceremony would be held when the child grew up. He owed Su Mian first. But how could su Mian not understand that he always left a way for her. Even if she said no, he still left room for her.
Now she wants to ask him hysterically, when will you return the ceremony you owe me.
“The voice that little lovely cries is hoarse, your father can be distressed, fast don’t cry.”
Ji Wangshu walked directly from the back of the mourning team to the family line, reached out and picked up the little glutinous rice whose clothes were already wet and crying. Su Mian took a look at him, wriggled his lips and didn’t say anything.
Ji Wangshu took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears. Little nuomi was also tired of crying. He knew how to look for the steps and put his hand around Ji Wangshu’s neck. He couldn’t stop and couldn’t breathe. “I, I want to look for my father…”
Ji Wangshu patted her on the back and said nothing.
One by one, there is a long line of mourning. Ji Wangshu, holding his children in his arms, cheekily stands in the family line and looks at the “relatives and friends” who can be called strangers to Su Mian and Yin Xu, saying the same lines of mourning with irony hidden in his eyes.
The team finally finished. Xiaonuomi had fallen asleep on Ji Wangshu’s shoulder. Xiaofantuan on the ground couldn’t hold on. She sat down on the ground with soft legs. Not long ago, her face was pink. She was red and confused.
Nanny quickly step over to hold people up, skilled hand touched his forehead, no accident but distressed eyes told Su Mian, “rice ball and fever.”
Ji Wangshu took a look at Su Mian and said to the nanny, “take them back first.”
Nanny hesitated to look at Su Mian’s side face. For a moment, she said, “go back.”
Ji Wangshu looked at Uncle Lin, but there was more sincerity in his words.
“Uncle Lin, go back too. I’ve arranged for a car to come and pick it up at the hotel. I’ll do it later. Go back first.”
Uncle Lin is old and indifferent to life and death, but he can’t help but feel sorry for growing up. When he was only 25 years old, he lost his family member Su Mian one after another. Fate is too cruel for her, but the price of four years of happiness is that Yin Xu left so young. He worries about Su Mian and that his body will make her sad again
Uncle Lin nodded compromise.
Ji Wangshu took the glutinous rice to the gate of the cemetery and took them to his car. The assistant drove away, and the bus from the hotel came slowly.