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Huo An asked for instructions: "Zheng Ping will be detained for [-] days this time, do I need to arrange a lawyer for bail?"

"No need!" Xu Lianzhi waved her big hand, such a thing that doesn't know what is good or bad, let her suffer a little bit and grow her memory.

She could have hurt someone with a knife, but luckily Yan Jiu was not hurt, otherwise she wouldn't know how to face her little daughter when she went down.

Then she thought of her second daughter again, and she didn't understand when she became so vicious, and even taught Zheng Ping badly.

In the final analysis, I have not educated myself well.

Xu Lianzhi also fell into self-blame.

Mrs. Zhai and Yan Jiu brought Xu Hui to the reception room.

The cooperation project we are going to talk about today is a very important new energy supplier. Many people in City A want to cooperate with the other party, but for some reason, the other party even named him to cooperate with the Zhai family. .

When Huo An handed over this project to Yan Jiu, Yan Jiu was still puzzled for a while. After all, this was an order worth tens of millions, so shouldn't Huo An discuss it himself?

After waiting in the reception room for a few minutes, the door was pushed open from the outside. Yan Jiu looked up, and a man with outstanding looks came in from the door.

Yan Jiu suddenly regretted agreeing to Huo An to take the order.

The person who came was Song Lan.

When mentioning Song Lan, one has to talk about many years ago.

At that time, the Yan family and the Song family were neighbors, and Zhai Shuyun and Mrs. Song were pregnant at the same time. There were always endless topics to talk about between the two pregnant women, so Yan Jiu and Song Lan were equivalent to chatting across the belly in the womb. .

After Zhai Shuyun passed away, Mrs. Song was still sad for a long time, at least longer than Yan Kunhong.

It didn't take long for Yan Kunhong to bring Qu Rumin and Yan Weiwei back. Looking at Yan Weiwei who was about the same age as him, Yan Jiu, who was still young, understood that her father was a betrayer in marriage.

But this didn't affect the relationship between her and Song Lan. Even after Yan Weiwei played with them, Song Lan didn't refuse out of politeness and upbringing, but she was closer to her than to Yan Weiwei.

until that afternoon.

Even thinking about it now, Yan Jiu's spine still feels numb.

She was sitting by the small pool in the yard. In the hot weather, she soaked her feet in the pool to cool off. Suddenly, there was a push behind her, and she fell into the water uncontrollably.

Because there are children in the family, the small pool is specially made very shallow, and a high-quality Taihu stone collected by Yan Kunhong is placed in it.

Yan Jiu pretended to be behind the Taihu Stone, and her eyes went dark. When she woke up, she saw Yan Kunhong's distressed face, and Yan Weiwei was sobbing softly beside her.

It was this fall that caused Yan Jiu's face to be mottled by the grinding on the stone. Unable to accept the disfigurement, she shut herself in the room and smashed things, but she couldn't change back to her previous appearance.

Yan Jiu closed herself off, not going out or going to school.

Song Lan came to her several times, but she didn't dare to face him. Song Lan yelled at the door for a long time but didn't get a response. In desperation, she knocked open the door only to see Yan Jiu, who had already fainted from hunger, collapsed on the ground Little blob.

After treatment, the first thing Yan Jiu heard after waking up was Song Lan's slightly angry question: "Yan Jiu, why don't you believe in our relationship?"

Yan Jiu knew that Song Lan had already seen her ugly appearance, and lay on the hospital bed in despair, tears slipping from the corners of her eyes to her ears.

Seeing her crying, Song Lan felt a pang of heartache again. He didn't even bother to get angry with her. He stretched out his hand to help her wipe away the tears in a panic, and explained softly: "Don't cry, I didn't really want to yell at you, you No matter what happens in the future, can you not hide and see me alone?"

He heard that Yan Jiu was in class when the accident happened, and when he received a text message from Yan Weiwei, he rushed out of the school to Yan's house regardless of the teacher's yelling.

"I've become such an ugly monster, don't you hate me?" Yan Jiu asked in a crying voice.

Looking at the girl's fragile appearance, Song Lan felt as if someone had punched her hard in the heart, and pulled her into his arms, "It's too late for me to like you."

This girl is so stupid, how could he hate her?Did he play with her because of that face?

How could the relationship they grew up wearing a pair of underpants disappear because of a face?
Yan Jiu was finally comforted in the boy's arms.

It was a weak voice with self-blame, "I'm sorry, I really didn't push my sister on purpose."

Yan Weiwei stood at the door crying pear blossoms with rain, Yan Jiu frowned suddenly, "What are you doing here? I don't want to see you, get out!"

"Sister, I really didn't do it on purpose. I saw my sister by the pool and was afraid that you would be in danger, so I wanted to come and save you." Yan Weiwei went to the hospital bed and explained, her tearful little face was full of grievances, " But the edge of the pool was wet by my sister, and I couldn't stand firmly on my feet, so I accidentally pushed my sister."

"I'm sitting by the pool and doing well, what do you want to save?" Yan Jiu was still a child at the time, with a straightforward temper, and immediately cursed.

Yan Weiwei's face suddenly turned pale, with tears still hanging from her eyelashes, she cried and looked at Song Lan.

"Brother Lan..." She cried out, then took Song Lan's hand, and yelled at her palm-sized face.

Song Lan's handsome face frowned, and she wanted to withdraw her hand, but she didn't know where the thin-looking Yan Weiwei got the strength to grab his hand tightly, and he couldn't break free for a while.

Seeing that Yan Weiwei was about to raise his hand to hit herself again, Song Lan quickly got up and hugged her in her arms, stopping her movement, "What are you doing? Yan Jiu is already like this, it's useless even if you beat yourself to death. "

He is a soft-hearted person, he can't see Yan Weiwei hurting himself like this, so he persuaded him gently.

Yan Weiwei finally stopped beating herself, and fell weakly in his arms and cried bitterly.

Yan Jiu looked at the two embracing each other, opened her mouth but didn't say anything, she just felt chills all over her body, so cold that she felt her heart ached.

……

It had been three days since Yan Jiu woke up again, and the quiet in the ward heard the gentle beeping of the ECG monitor.

The sunlight outside the window passed through the dense sycamore leaves and shone into the room. She watched the emerald green sycamore leaves swaying rhythmically under the caress of the breeze, and gradually became fascinated.

After an unknown amount of time, she let out a long sigh of relief and got up from the bed.

The moment her feet hit the ground, she suddenly became dizzy and fell heavily to the ground.

There was pain in the palm of her hand, Yan Jiu raised her hand to see that it was scratched, she grabbed the edge of the hospital bed and climbed up with difficulty, when she sat back on the bed again, the blue and white hospital gown on her body had been soaked. The sweat that came out was drenched.