The system takes me to pull hatred

It was already seven o'clock in the evening when we returned to Ling's villa.

Ling Tianxing was sitting in the dining room.

His face today is not rosy, even a little pale, like a sick person.

Seeing Ling Chen and Fu Miaozhu come back, he showed a kind smile: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, please sit down and eat."

Looking at Ling Tianxing's pale lips, Ling Chen couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

He knew that this was because his father had just had an operation this afternoon.

Just as Ling Chen expected, Ling Tianxing has been holding on at this moment. Yu Xiu, the director of Xihong Central Hospital, has repeatedly asked him to stay in the hospital after the operation, receive follow-up treatment and recuperate, but in order not to let Ling Chen know that he is sick Suffering from bone cancer, he insisted on being discharged from the hospital regardless of Yu Xiu's persuasion.

He didn't have much time, and if he didn't spend more time with Ling Chen, he might have no chance.

"Chairman, the doctor said that your illness is about to recover. You should pay attention to the wind and cold in the near future and keep talking as little as possible." Fu Miaozhu seemed to know that Ling Tianxing was not in good condition, so he covered it up.

"It's okay, I'm in good health." Ling Tianxing forced a smile and pointed to the dishes on the table: "Let's eat, the dishes are almost cold."

"Okay." Fu Miaozhu nodded worriedly.

On the other hand, Ling Chen seemed to be ignorant, eating on his own.

Both parties are acting, but both are for the sake of the other.

After the meal, Ling Tianxing suddenly talked about his relationship with Ling Chen's mother.

"That was when I was about to graduate from college. I liked your mother and always liked to chat with her, but at that time she didn't like me, at most it was a little favor, but she thought I was very good, really good."

"I will chat with her carefully, create topics carefully, and sometimes I will be cold, she can even feel the embarrassment on the other side of the screen. In order to chat with her, I will say that I have encountered many incredible things every day. I made it up myself."

This was the first time Ling Chen heard about his mother, his ears perked up.

"Every time I talk to her, the opening sentence is a template. If I repeat it for a long time, sometimes she will be lazy to read it, or will not reply after seeing it." Ling Tianxing's eyes are full of memories, and his words are full of memories.

"One time I checked my phone and saw my message: Hey, let me tell you, today is really amazing."

"It was sent three days ago. At that time, she admitted that her heart hurt a little at that moment, and she felt guilty for neglecting me. After thinking about it, she typed to ask me what happened."

"In less than three seconds, I replied immediately, sent a few expressions, and then forgot what to say."

"Actually, I know she doesn't like me, so when the invitation is rejected again and again, the grayness in my pupils is very obvious. She never dared to look into my eyes when she talked to me face to face, because she was afraid of being soft-hearted."

"She wants me to be happy. She thinks that if I hadn't met her, my life must be very happy. After all, no boy can fabricate countless anecdotes for the person he likes like me."

"At the end of my senior year, I always dangled in front of her, always smiling, but she knew that I was busy every day, and my major was a hundred times busier than them. At that time, she was a scumbag, and I was a top student, but But I always look up to her, it’s a very strange gap.”

When he said this, Ling Tianxing coughed violently, his lips became whiter.

Ling Chen subconsciously wanted to help Ling Tianxing, but he still firmly suppressed his emotions.

"Sometimes she is telling herself, don't talk to me anymore, we have no chance anyway, but when she thinks of the lonely gray in my eyes in her mind, she starts to waver." Ling Tianxing continued to speak, as if the cough just now and her Nothing to do.

"No matter which word she replies, I will be very happy. In front of her, I am very good at talking, caring for others, and very cheerful, but I have few truths and very little courage. If so, I will be in the thunderstorm. Give her an umbrella on the night of reunion."

"I'm really timid. When she confessed, I was scared. In the end we got together. There is no reason. Maybe she also wants to try to be nice to me."

"I really don't talk very much. On the day I confessed, I was dumbfounded all night and didn't say anything, but since then, it was she who spoke."

Hearing this story, Ling Chen suddenly felt warm.

There are not many gorgeous pictures in the process of parents being together, but it is more touching than all modifiers.

Ling Tianxing snapped his fingers, and a maid came up holding a vintage paper box.

"Ling Chen, your mother and I were together when we graduated, and we founded the Ling Group together. We have gone through ups and downs. A few days before giving birth to you, she seemed to have an omen and left something for you in advance. Now, these things are returned to their original owners, and I hope you can keep them well."

Ling Chen's body trembled, his breathing became short of breath, and when he took over the retro paper box, his hands kept shaking.

When he opened it, there were several photos inside, all of which were his mother's pregnancy photos.

In addition to the photos, there are several sheets of paper.

The paper is not big, about the size of an adult's palm, and there are 18 sheets in total.

Ling Chen opened the first piece of paper, and there was a paragraph on it.

[Dear son, I wish you a happy first birthday. Looking at you, who is waiting to be fed, my mother is holding it in her hand for fear of falling, and she is afraid of melting in her heart. I hope you grow up healthily. I really want to hear you call me Mother. 】

The writing of this passage is very beautiful, it looks like elves dancing on the paper.

Fu Miaozhu also glanced around, and immediately understood that this was a birthday wish from Ling Chen's mother to her son.

Every next piece of paper is a birthday greeting, and the content is roughly the same, until the No.12 paper is slightly different.

[Dear son, I wish you a happy 12th birthday. When you read this letter, you don’t know if your mother is still by your side to celebrate your birthday with you. At this age, you should be more able to bear it. If your mother Don't be sad if you're not here, I hope you can have a very happy birthday. 】

Ling Chen took a deep breath, and continued to look at the No.13 piece of paper.

[Dear son, I wish you a happy 13th birthday, you are one year older, shouldn't you be less naughty than before?Mom is not by your side, will you do your own laundry?You have to learn how to do simple housework, because your family is different from other families, and you may be responsible for the entire Ling Group in the future, so you must exercise yourself now! 】

When he saw the No.18 paper, Ling Chen's eyes were already red, tears were about to fall, but he was held back.

[Dear son, I wish you a happy birthday. When you read this letter, mom will say goodbye to you. Mom can no longer write birthday letters to you. You have to go on the next road by yourself, because You are already an adult, but my mother’s heart will always be with you forever, I hope you will not go astray, study hard, and be a person who is beneficial to the society, and my mother will bless you in heaven of. 】

Fu Miaozhu next to him also had a sore nose.

These eighteen pieces of paper contained Ling Chen's mother's expectations and maternal love for him.

Ling Chen's lips were trembling all the time, and his hands were trembling, as if these were not eighteen pieces of paper, but a heavy object.

"These words were left to you by your mother. A few days before the birth, she suddenly said that she wanted to write something, and asked me to keep it carefully." Ling Tianxing sighed, a little disappointed.

"At that time, I didn't understand her thoughts, because these birthday wishes looked like a suicide note, and I even asked her to throw away these unlucky things, so that she would tell you these wishes in person in the future, but her attitude was very firm. I was afraid that she would get pregnant, so I didn't dare to argue with her."

"It wasn't until the moment she died that I suddenly realized what these things meant to me and you."

The atmosphere was inexplicably sad.

Under the light, the corners of Ling Tianxing's eyes were already moist, and the wear marks of the years were evident on his vicissitudes of face.

Ling Chen carefully put away the letter papers, and calmed down his emotions: "Father, I believe we will meet Mom again one day, and we won't wait for a long time for this day."

The hatred pulling system is used as a cheating tool against the sky, as long as it reaches a certain level of bargaining chips, there must be a way to bring the dead back to life.

"Yeah, I probably won't be waiting for long." Ling Tianxing looked up at the crystal lamp and sighed.

Seeing him like this, Fu Miaozhu wanted to tell Ling Chen about the bone cancer several times, but stopped abruptly several times.

The living person is in pain, because he has to bear the pain of missing the dead.

Once he told Ling Chen about this, he would not only bear the pain of nostalgic for the dead, but also the pain of the dying person.

It's really cruel to have double pain on a 25-year-old man.

At the same time, a private villa under the Wang Group.

At this moment, in the master bedroom of the villa, a man and a woman are lingering on the bed, panting sounds one after another, and the whole air is filled with a red-faced smell.

After a while, the two finished their work.

Wang Duoqian lit a cigarette, took out the contract from the drawer, and threw it to Chi Guoguo's wife.

"This is the resource provided by the Wang Group. With it, there is no problem in becoming a second- and third-tier star."

The woman with a sexy figure cast a glance at the contract, and there was a flash of heat in her eyes, but she was quickly suppressed by it.

"Young Master Wang, I heard that you don't have a girlfriend yet, do you want to consider me..."

As she spoke, she bit her thin lips lightly, her winking eyes were like silk, and she slowly pressed her body against Wang Duoqian, as if she wanted to give Wang Duoqian her whole body.

"Can a woman like you be worthy of me?" Wang Duoqian took a puff of cigarette and said with cold eyes: "Don't think I don't know about you, just get out of here after you get the contract!"

Looking at Wang Duoqian's dark and cold eyes, the sexy woman shuddered, got up quickly, covered her hot body with thin clothes, and left the villa disappointed.

Watching the woman leave, Wang Duoqian exhaled a puff of smoke ring, with a hint of disdain on the corner of his mouth.

"buzzing"

At this time, the mobile phone vibrated suddenly, Wang Duoqian held a cigarette in his right hand, and connected the phone with his left hand.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

A dull voice came from the other end: "Young Master Wang, Marriott Entertainment Co., Ltd. changed their minds midway, and the face virtual makeup project changed hands."

"What?!" After the words fell, Wang Duoqian sat up straight suddenly.

"Is there anyone else who pays a higher price than us?"

"I don't know. According to the investigation, this is an order from the new CEO of Marriott Entertainment Co., Ltd., and the target of the change of ownership is Summer Company."

After listening, Wang Duoqian frowned.

"Isn't that Xia Xin's company? Could it be that she has something to do with the new CEO of Marriott Entertainment?"

"It's still under investigation, and the results will come out soon."

"Speed ​​up." Wang Duoqian hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

After a while, a bunch of messages were sent on WeChat, including a photo of the new CEO of Marriott Entertainment Co., Ltd.

"It's actually this guy."

Wang Duoqian stared at Ling Chen in the photo, his eyes were full of coldness.

This bastard ruined my well-prepared confession this morning. I didn't expect him to be the new CEO of Marriott Entertainment Co., Ltd. The face virtual makeup project will change hands to Xia Ri Company. It must be Ling Chen's love for Xia Xin. Interesting, specially sent favor.

"It seems that I have met a competitor. It's okay. I haven't exercised my muscles for so long. I should find someone to torture me and provide me with the joy of life."

Wang Duoqian stubbed out the cigarette, a look of coldness flashed across his eyes.