The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

Winter in Beiping always comes so unexpectedly and unexpectedly.

The climbing vines on the blue brick wall, which were still green yesterday, have fallen to the ground today, withered and yellow, curled up and swept by the wind, making rustling noises in the afterglow of autumn, quiet and not worthy of anyone's attention.

Soon, even this tranquility was broken by the sound of tires rubbing against the ground. A dark black Buick stopped in front of the alleyway in front of the mansion.

The car door was pushed open, and one foot on a pointed high-heeled shoe landed first, followed by a white and slender calf, and the rest of the scenery was covered by the skirt of the cheongsam.

The owner of the cheongsam got out of the car slowly, tightened the white woolen coat on his body, and then walked under the door plaque of Shangshu Rong's house with a sullen expression.

This is an old siheyuan. Now the dynasties have changed and new people have replaced the old. Although the owner of the siheyuan has changed, the scenery is as elegant as ever.

Rong Ling walked all the way in, and there was a vine around the screen wall. The eldest girl, Lingyu, was sweeping the floor. When she saw someone coming back, she hurriedly stopped what she was doing: "Missy is back?"

"Hmm..." Rong Ling responded, "Where's my mother?"

The mother in Rong Ling's mouth is naturally the eldest wife of Rong Zhai, and the little girl hurriedly said: "Miss Hui, the eldest grandma is talking behind her right now..."

In the middle of speaking, Lingyu suddenly remembered,? My eldest lady had already quarreled with the eldest wife several times over this matter, and immediately stopped talking.

Rong Ling raised his eyebrows: "What are you talking about?"

The girl's eyebrows are not the fashionable willow-leaf thin eyebrows, the natural thick eyebrows are just a little modified, the eyebrows are lightly raised, and they are inserted obliquely into the temples. At first glance, they are domineering, and they are definitely not ordinary Xiaojiabiyu.

Her curly black hair was tied behind her ears, and the white jade pendant on her earlobe swayed slightly when she spoke, revealing an unattainable air.

Lingyu didn't dare not answer: "It's Zhang Luo's marriage."

Sure enough, when Rong Ling heard this, he immediately became angry, and stepped on his high heels and rushed towards Li Zhai in a daze.

In the pavilion next to the lotus pond in the backyard, Mrs. Rong was talking to the matchmaker, trying to pull herself together to send him away, when she saw Rong Ling walking over with an angry face.

"Mom!" Seeing Mrs. Rong, Rong Ling raised his voice regardless of the presence of outsiders, "How many times have I told you that my brother's illness can only be cured by a doctor, why do you still believe that there are no outsiders?" yes?"

"A Ling, you are still young, there are some things you don't understand." Mrs. Rong said, she had to order her servants to send the matchmaker away first, and then lowered her voice to explain, "Your brother's disease, we have seen so many doctors, Chinese medicine Western medicine, I have tried everything that can be tried, but it has not improved for so many years, as the saying goes, it is better to believe what is available than to believe what is not."

Rong Ling was noncommittal: "It doesn't matter if you don't believe this old saying. Now all the students in school know it. You plan to find a wife for your brother."

As he said that, Rong Ling's tone became even more hostile: "Mom, what age is this, why are your thoughts still so backward?"

Rong Ling spoke one sentence after another like a cannonball, and Mrs. Rong was completely helpless when asked.

Why didn't she know that she really had no other way, so she had to go to the doctor in a hurry, but if she didn't do this, what else could she do?

Thinking of her son's illness, Mrs. Rong's eyes turned red and she couldn't say a word.

Rong Ling watched her eyes flushed, and then realized that her tone just now was too aggressive, she curled her lips: "I don't care, anyway, I don't agree with this marriage, even if you really welcome him back, I wouldn't call her sister-in-law either."

Moreover, Rong Ling knew very well that it was not that his elder brother Rong Yuanyun didn't have someone he liked. He secretly fell in love with his female classmate Ye Wangshu in school, but because of his poor health, he never spoke up.

But Wang Shu is a good girl, and Rong Ling has been hoping that when her brother recovers from illness, she can be his sister-in-law.

But now that my brother is seriously ill, and my mother listened to the slander from a fortune teller who came from nowhere, she actually wanted to pick out a random person who matched her zodiac sign to congratulate her.

Isn't this a real violation of the freedom of marriage?It's ridiculous...

Rong Ling received a new type of education in the school, learning from Mr. De, Mr. Sai, and it was even more difficult for her to accept her parents' feudal and backward things like Chongxi.

If it were something else, Mrs. Rong might coax her and fool her, but this time she was determined after eating the weight, and she clenched her teeth and said:

"Okay, don't be happy, what else can I think of? Your brother's health is getting worse day by day, no matter how many medicines he takes and how many doctors he sees, it doesn't help. Don't I want to see him healthy and marry a well-matched man? Girls..."

Mrs. Rong was able to suppress her emotions at first, but at the end, the fear that had been buried in her heart for a long time finally broke out, and she burst into tears.

Seeing that he had made someone cry, Rong Ling didn't even know where to put his hands, so he quickly helped Mrs. Rong to sit down: "Okay, mom, don't cry, let's think of a way, we can always find a good brother There is no way for you to go to the doctor in such a hurry. Besides, even if my brother knows, he may not agree..."

Before she finished her comforting words, there was another low cough not far away, and a familiar voice sounded: "I promise."

"Brother?" Rong Ling didn't expect to be bumped into by Rong Yuanyun, so he was stunned and forgot to say anything.

On the contrary, Mrs. Rong immediately wiped away her tears, and rushed up to help him: "Yuan Yun, why did you come out and not rest in the house, and none of those little girls supported you?"

"It's okay..." Rong Yuanyun always had a gentle smile on his face, "I'm feeling much better, the weather is fine today, I just want to go out for a walk by myself."

Mrs. Rong had a distressed look on her face, and hurriedly helped him up.

Rong Yuanyun said that the disease of frailty was brought out from the mother's womb, she would be bedridden at the slightest discomfort, and she was as delicate as porcelain, untouchable.

When she was a child, Rong Ling was alive and kicking, seeing other girls of the same age being led by her elder brother to the park and watching movies, she was really envious.

Under her stalking, Rong Yuanyun also took her out once, but when he came back that time, Rong Yuanyun lay in bed with a high fever and couldn't get up, coughing up blood for several days.

Because of this, Rong Ling was beaten for the first time in his life, and his memory grew.

Her elder brother is different from other families, and needs her younger sister to take good care of him.

Thinking about these past events, Rong Ling couldn't help softening his eyebrows, and poured him a cup of hot tea and handed it over.

But even so, Rong Ling didn't forget to complain: "Brother, you are really serious, you don't know how to call a girl to wait on you when you go out for a stroll, in case there is a third chief..."

Halfway through her speech, she felt a slip of the tongue, and her voice stopped abruptly.

Rong Yuanyun's face was as white as paper, and he smiled as if he didn't hear her words: "I heard just now that A Ling was discussing my marriage with my mother?"

"Yes, yes, yes..." Mrs. Rong nodded hurriedly, as if remembering something, "Yuan Yun, you just said that you agreed to this marriage?"

"Marriage matters are naturally decided by parents." Rong Yuanyun said, "Everything is decided by mother."

He spoke calmly, but Rong Ling was so angry that he almost gritted his teeth: "But brother, you obviously like it..."

"Okay..." Rong Yuanyun interrupted her, "A Ling, before it's dark, you can walk around the garden with me."

Even though Rong Ling was unwilling, he still helped Rong Yuanyun out of the pavilion.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the defeat of the withered lotus, in the eyes of ordinary people, is just the most disappointing scene, but Rong Yuanyun watched it very attentively.

After all, ordinary people don't understand, but for him, it's one less time to watch.

Why didn't Rong Ling understand, thinking of this, the tip of her nose turned red, her expression was about to cry, and she tried her best not to let the tears fall.

"Okay..." Rong Yuanyun saw that she hesitated to speak, "What do you want to say, just say it."

"Why did my brother agree to my mother's marriage?" Now that he had spoken, Rong Ling no longer concealed it, "You know very well that Wang Shu also has you in her heart, and she will not dislike your poor health."

"She doesn't dislike her, but I can't drag her down." When Ye Wangshu was mentioned, Rong Yuanyun's expression finally changed, "A Ling, you are still young, there are some things you don't understand."

This is the same sentence again, Mrs. Rong said the same, and the elder brother also said the same. If it was someone else, Rong Ling would definitely stamp his foot and shake his sleeves away, but now she insists on arguing clearly with Rong Yuanyun: "Okay, I don't understand, Why didn't brother explain clearly."

"If the relationship lasts for a long time, how can it be day and night? Brother, you don't want to drag Wang Shu down, but have you ever thought that she won't think it's a drag?"

Although Rong Ling doesn't understand love, he can sense that Wang Shu must be willing to love his brother.

Sure enough, he was still a child, Rong Yuanyun sighed lightly, and shook his head: "A Ling, do you know what the greatest despair in this world is?"

Without waiting for Rong Ling to answer, he continued, "It's to give people hope, and then let them down."

Rong Yuanyun knew very well that his time was short, at least a few years, at least a few months, so why bother to involve others.

Rong Ling's lobbying failed, so he had to change the direction: "Even if you don't want to disappoint Wang Shu, why bother to marry Chongxi's woman, wouldn't it hurt others for no reason?"

Rong Yuanyun smiled: "Presumably she is also aware of my situation. Since she is willing to marry in, she probably did so out of necessity. Even if she doesn't marry me, she will be forced by her parents to marry someone else. It's just a business .”

Rong Ling closed his lips sullenly, looking thoughtful.

That's right, for a deal, if the Rong family hadn't been rich and powerful, who would be willing to marry a sick child to celebrate.

"A Ling, promise me." At this moment, Rong Yuanyun's voice sounded again, "If I...are not around in the future, you have to treat this sister-in-law better, she is probably a miserable person."

"Brother, don't talk nonsense!" Rong Ling hurriedly refuted his words, "You will surely live a long life, and when the time comes, I'm still waiting to hug my little nephew."

Rong Yuanyun smiled, shook his head noncommittally, and did not refute her words.

I hope so, but who knows what will happen in the future?

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