Eighties Sweetheart Wife

Song Ting was not surprised either.

Lin Xuezhu could only go on her own, and the possibility of her being fired was almost zero.

Song Yunuan said the same thing.

"Her job in the machinery factory was as cleaning and messing around in the canteen. In short, it has plummeted compared to before."

"By the way, she and Liu Yuan have not terminated their engagement. I heard that they are even discussing getting married on New Year's Day. We don't know the specific reason why.

Also, my grandma took my mother and second aunt to Lao Li's house, and scolded Mrs. Li so hard that she didn't dare to speak. Grandma is now becoming more and more eloquent. "

"Sister-in-law, don't hide something, don't hold back, don't give in. There are people in our family now as well as before.

We still have a house and a company in Beidu. By the way, the import and export trading company. Although Mr. Zhong often loses control, Ah Da and Ah Cheng around him are both sensible. I have said hello to them both.

Of course, Second Grandpa is not a vegetarian, so you can just study singing with peace of mind. After you finish participating in the New Year's Day performance, your teacher should arrange for you to enter the music conservatory for further studies. By then, you will be a college student..."

Song Ting over there had tears in her eyes as she listened.

Song Yunuan comforted her: "I will take the college entrance examination with my eldest brother next year. My eldest brother should be able to pass the exam in Beidu, let alone me. I just have to decide which university I want to take."

Song Ting's voice was slightly choked: "You kid, just like an adult, okay, go and study, I'm fine here, the teacher is very good to me, I tell your grandma, don't worry."

Song Yunuan was actually not too worried.

She was a little worried about Mr. Zhong.

I haven’t called for a long time. Second Grandpa said it’s fine, everything is stable, but it just takes time.

Smooth, in fact, the last thing he should be is stable.

What Song Yunuan was thinking was that the import and export company was under the second young master's name, even though she was the chairman.

Today's companies are not empty shells, they have so much goods.

She also has many large wild pearls.

For the time being, they are placed in the military supply warehouse provided by Gu Huai'an. Regardless of the ambient temperature and safety, it is the best.

Although it is not a long-term solution, there is no better place for the time being.

There is no shortage of money in the books now, but we still have to find ways to make some small money.

Song Yunuan took the letter from Jemke, thought about it for a moment, and then mailed the letter to the address above.

As for why you didn't call?

International long distance was so expensive that she couldn't bear it.

Nowadays, regardless of whether you answer the phone or make a call, it costs money.

The second young master's grandfather's family had a jade mine, and Zhong Daqiao has now tripled the jewelry company left by his former father-in-law.

It is not false to say that he makes a lot of money every day.

The second young master is so pitiful...

At this time, the poor little boy was tied up in the room.

The ground was full of smashed things and food, and he got sick while eating.

The rooms here are sanatorium style.

The environment is also very good. Because the second young master is special, the large flat floor at the corner was given to him.

However, the rental cost is not low either.

Ji Lao frowned and stood outside the glass window, looking at Zhong Shaoqing who was tied up in the room and had a towel stuffed in his mouth.

Ji Lao also had a hint of sympathy in his eyes.

At this time, the second young master looked ferocious, his eyes seemed to be unable to see anything, and they had no focus at all. How to describe it?

Just a violent zombie?

That might be the best way to describe it.

Even when he was tied to the pillar, he was not quiet at all.

The pillar is not high and reaches just up to the back, so that you won’t hit the pillar with the back of your head.

But his forehead was still bleeding. He had hit the wall just now when he had the attack.

Xiao Di worriedly said to Mr. Ji: "The second young master and the two bodyguards don't know when the addictive drug was given to him, but the other party should be worried that if he takes too much, it will end up being self-defeating, so it is very scientific. Control the dosage..."

At this time, Ada came, holding the document. He said: "After the first attack was controlled by Mr. Ji, he signed another document. He said that he would be able to survive until he inherited the property, but he was worried about the long nights and dreams. , so another agreement was drawn up for the free gift of property. The donor is Sister Nuan, oh, that is Song Yunuan, and the effective date is twenty-four hours after his inheritance takes effect. "

Ji Lao frowned, he didn't even pronounce the sentence, the patient himself decided it.

He said very unhappily: "It's ridiculous, how can property inheritance be such a child's play? If he gets well and is fine by then and still wants to get married, then my granddaughter will have no use holding this broken document. She will go back on her word. It’s time to regret it, weren’t you just kidding me?”

Although Ah Da is a rough guy, he still knows what Er Shao is thinking.

But that sentiment seemed too cheap. The second young master felt ashamed of himself and probably would never dare to say it out loud for the rest of his life.

Ah Da suddenly remembered one of Er Shao's favorite poems.

After the second young master read this poem, he memorized it by heart after just one reading.

Then when I practiced pen calligraphy, I wrote this poem.

I forget what the name of the poem is, but it seems to have been written by a certain Bai Buyi named Bai.

Ada held the document, but Ji Lao didn't pick it up, so he had no choice but to hold it like that.

Looking at the second young master in the room, whose eyes were lifeless and like a trapped animal, the poem suddenly appeared in his mind.

There is someone I miss, far away in the country.

I feel something, deep in my heart.

Yes, that's it, he remembered it.

Ji Lao suddenly said, "Bring the documents to me and take a look."

Ada quickly brought the documents over.

It was also the first time that Ji Lao knew that even the second young master Zhong, whose property had been taken away, actually had so much property.

A small island, so many savings with zeros at the end, and a gold mine.

Haha, an illiterate second young master?

Really rich.

He saved money all his life and bought Huanghuali. He was quite proud at the time and thought it was a lot.

What an evil capitalist.

He said to A Da: "Your second young master has a strong willpower and good drug resistance. When he gets through it and wakes up, tell him that I will give him acupuncture treatment. When he is awake, take the documents back. After he recovers and inherits the estate, he can also give the documents to Xiao Nuan. Then, we will talk about it!"

A Da nodded hurriedly.

Ji Lao glanced at Zhong Shaoqing. At this time, his messy hair covered his handsome eyebrows.

He slowly closed his eyes.

He seemed tired and wanted to sleep. He should have survived this time.

I just don't know when the next time will come.

As for whether the second young master's life is bitter, Ji Lao has no feeling.

Because his life was bitter, and his daughter's life was even more bitter. When it was late at night, he cried with regret.

It was his fault.

He didn't know people well, and he insisted that talents were rare. It would be fine when she figured it out.

Now the investigation is still going on, and his daughter hasn't recovered her memory.

Only Xiao Nuan's prediction was wrong.

He needed evidence to send Wei Qingmei to prison.

Just like Shangguan Yunqi who was sentenced to one year.

But one year is too short.

Wei Qingmei is different from Shangguan Yunqi. She is aiming to kill Xinyi. She is killing people.

She must be sentenced to death!

Ji Lao gritted his teeth, gave his apprentice some instructions, and then he left here.

He wanted to call Xindong.

Although he and Xindong had different ideas, it did not affect their becoming close friends regardless of age...