In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

The hospital sounded the alarm.

Sister Yuan, who had just come downstairs, heard the doctor who hurried upstairs shouting: "Miss Han committed suicide!"

puff.

Sister Yuan fell to her knees softly, tears streaming down her face.

"Sister Xue..."

Sister Yuan bit her lip and it was bleeding profusely.

Sister Yuan, who was already like a walking corpse, felt as if her heart was torn into pieces.

It hurts so much that I can hardly breathe.

It turns out that the one who suffered the most in the past six months was not me.

But Han Jiangxue dared not say anything, could not do anything, and could only endure the torment silently.

First aid outdoors.

Queen Ma burst into tears.

Dazhi's vision also became blurred.

They never dreamed that their daughter-in-law had been suppressing her despair and keeping everyone calm for the past six months.

Perhaps, she was ready from the moment she knew the truth.

Han Lao Mo, the crazy doting father of his daughter, covered his face with his hands and twitched all over.

But even though his hands were as big as a palm-leaf fan, tears still dripped from between his fingers.

The Iron Lady leaned her back against the wall, trying hard not to fall.

Six months.

She was always with her daughter.

She was afraid that her daughter couldn't stand the stimulation.

But for half a year, my daughter couldn't eat. She had to eat even if she was vomiting.

She really looked like she had let it go.

Ready to embrace a new life.

She fooled everyone.

Even deceived the baby in her belly.

The child must feel that his mother is the best in the world and will never leave him.

But after just a quick meeting and a quick greeting, the mother who brought him into this world was about to leave this world in a hurry.

When the doctor walked out of the ward holding the baby in blood-stained swaddling clothes, everyone's emotions completely collapsed and there was no light in the sky.

……

Emergency treatment is being carried out in the hospital.

The wards in the base still haven't given up.

The woman made a harsh statement: if he died, everyone would be buried with him.

No one dared to neglect it.

But in two corners of this world.

Their life parameters are as if they were meeting for the first time: if you are weak, I am strong; if you are strong, I am weak.

Like those times in happiness, no one gives in to anyone else and no one is willing to bow their head.

No one would rather wait to death at the elevator door than press the elevator button.

This battle seemed as long as a world.

Han Lao Mo came to his daughter's side gently and called out in a hoarse voice: "Your husband is still alive."

Within the base.

The woman leaned close to the man's ear and trembled, "Your wife committed suicide."

……

Time flies, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Marina.

The statue has been renovated over and over again, and its facial features are even more profound and handsome than the original.

The mother and son looked up in silence for a long time.

The boy stood there sweating profusely, took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to the beautiful woman: "Mom, want one?"

"I won't smoke outside."

The beautiful lady slapped away the cigarette her son offered her: "Your dad hates women who smoke the most."

"Aunt Yuan, do you smoke?" The boy picked up the cigarette and handed it to Aunt Yuan.

"roll."

Sister Yuan curled her lips and glared at the boy: "I don't eat leftovers."

"Oh." The boy shrank his neck and said with backache. "Mom, let's go. We have to go to the cafe later."

"Oh."

The woman put on sunglasses and walked alone into the red supercar.

The boy was tactful and got into Aunt Yuan's car, not daring to get into his mother's supercar.

Although he felt deep down that his mother's car was cooler and more in line with his temperament.

But my mother wouldn't let me sit.

She said she was not worthy of being the passenger in the passenger seat.

"Aunt, did my mother have a difficult labor when she gave birth to me?" Xiao Zhang tilted his head and glanced at Yuan Mei. "I always feel that she has a prejudice against me. She even sleeps in a separate bed from me. It's too strange."

Sister Yuan glanced at the handsome boy, hesitated for a long time, and said simply: "Maybe it's because you don't look like your father."

"C..."

Before Xiao Zhang finished reading the entire phrase, Yuanmei glared back at him with a murderous look.

The last time, after he finished reading the entire pinyin, his aunt secretly slapped him in the face, and he didn't dare to tell his mother afterwards.

Otherwise you'll have to get into trouble one by one.

The cafe was bustling with people coming and going.

The large TV hanging in the air was broadcasting the news.

"Look, it's my uncle! So handsome! He's definitely the man I admire!"

On TV, Han Dong, the new king of Beimang, was awarding honors.

"You're not handsome at all." The woman in sunglasses curled her lips in disdain.

Yuan Mei just held her chin and stirred her coffee: "It's okay."

After three years, the situation was basically settled.

It is thriving internally and growing stronger overseas.

The Northern Mang Army reached the pinnacle and looked down upon the world.

Zhang walked north for three years.

p;China's steps seem to be bigger than before.

The key is that the eggs haven’t been touched yet.

It was as if an invisible hand was controlling everything in the dark.

After a few cups of coffee, Yuanmei ran to pee.

The beauty wearing sunglasses looked around from time to time.

To outsiders, he seems aloof and oppressive.

But the little kid knew that his mother was looking for someone.

But every time I came back with no success.

"Mom, it's almost time, I have to go home to see Monkey King..." the little kid whispered. "Grandpa said this is my dad's favorite..."

"Go back, I'm thirsty, have another drink."

The woman in sunglasses waved her hand calmly, chasing her son away like she was waving a fly.

The little boy lowered his head in grievance, not daring to act rashly.

The news is still on.

There is a girl brother wearing sunglasses, and there is her mother.

And her father-in-law's.

Anyway, it's all positive and good news.

The girl in sunglasses just watched it for fun.

But it made the little kid sitting next to him very proud.

Late at night.

The café gradually became deserted.

Sister Yuan lay on the table, looking at the neon night scene outside the window.

The little kid also hung his head and quietly accompanied his mother.

A figure pushed open the door of the cafe and walked into the room in a frivolous manner.

He was wearing a suit that was one size too big, had a ruffian vibe, and a wanton look in his eyes.

Walking into the house, he raised his hand and tapped the table, then whistled at the girl in sunglasses, very frivolously: "Are you alone? Brother will accompany you for a cup of coffee?"

Without waiting for the woman in sunglasses to react.

The little brat immediately splashed the coffee in the cup on the man's face: "Are you looking for death!?"

Snapped!

The woman in sunglasses slapped the little kid with her backhand.

Taking off the sunglasses, her eyes were obviously fierce, but there was also a touch of tenderness that the little brat had never seen before: "Don't force me to sever the mother-son relationship with you when I am the happiest in my life."

The little brat was confused.

He looked at his mother, then looked at Aunt Yuan with grievance.

Sister Yuan glanced at the little brat indifferently and said, "You deserve it."

The man sat down and grinned at the woman in sunglasses, "Whose wife is so beautiful? The ancestors' graves are smoking, right?"

The little brat broke down again.

Almost flipped the table.

"Who the hell are you?!" the little brat slammed the table and stood up.

"Call me daddy." The man glanced at the little kid.

But his eyes can only accommodate the sexy hot mom opposite him.

"Fuck, you're taking advantage of me!"

The little brat was furious.

The girl in sunglasses slapped him on the face again: "Call me daddy."

The little brat was completely confused.

I looked at my mother, then at the man sitting opposite me, and then at Aunt Yuan.

Suddenly I felt like a clown.

"How about I leave?"

The little brat felt very aggrieved and tried to threaten his mother who was hard-mouthed but even harder-hearted.

"Get lost." The woman in sunglasses pouted.

Sister Yuan received the order, grabbed the kid by the collar and carried him out.

As soon as the two left.

The cafe became even quieter.

But the air is filled with an intense warmth that cannot be dispelled.

"You were late last time."

The girl in sunglasses had red eyes and really wanted to sit on the man's lap, hug his neck and chat.

But that's a bit too professional, and I'm afraid of misunderstanding.

"I'll come to you as soon as I rule the world."

The man lightly lit a cigarette, his throat rolling, and tears welled up in his fierce eyes.

"Brother, you are awesome."

The woman in sunglasses sat on the man's lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and gave him a kiss in public.

Just like the boastful customers in the store and the seductive hot girls who are about to come out.

The two of them were face to face, their breaths intertwined, their tears intertwined, and they hugged each other tightly.

At the empty table next door, a man and a woman were slandering each other.

~~

It's over.

I'm sorry, I should have given you an ending two months ago, but my mood has been up and down, and I forced myself to write the ending, but I'm not sure I can satisfy myself.

When I decided to finish the story, the website advised me to write more and write longer, but I knew that the book should end here. There is only one female protagonist, two-way running, pure urban, this length is enough, and it will collapse if I write more. Although the website will pay for every word I write and give me royalties, I love Zhang Ge and Xue Bao too much, and I have poured too much effort into it. I don’t want to fill it with spam and write messy things. I am not afraid of being scolded by everyone at the end. I have been scolded for so many years, but I feel sorry for them.

I stayed up all night to write the ending tonight, and my eyes turned red many times. I know I am serious about this, and I hope that when I recall this book in the future, I will not feel guilty and I will live up to every word. It is not easy to have a few good memories in life.

Apart from the delays in the past few months, I also hope that everyone will have a good memory of this book. You can scold me if you want, but don't scold the book. The stupid delays of the stupid author have nothing to do with Zhang Ge Xuebao.

Okay, that’s enough of my stubbornness.

I hope everyone has a happy family and good health. Every book I follow in the future will be updated every day, with large quantities and good work.

See you again if we are destined to.

——From Fat Eggplant