This parent is a bit cold

Cheng Siyan tightly grabbed Ling Weixiang's wrist, which was the most intimate gesture since their "marriage".Although the two are husband and wife in name, they are actually friends for years. They have treated each other like guests for many years, but now they only have mutual suspicion.

Seeing Cheng Siyan's nervous and heartbroken face, Ling Weixiang's mouth twitched a few times, "Why? Are you so interested in Gu Ruoqing?"

Cheng Siyan realized that he had lost his composure, and his eyes fell on his hands, and he couldn't help feeling amused.

Why is she nervous, why is her heart aching, why is she feeling overwhelmed and uncomfortable at this moment, and even wants to vomit.

She didn't even have the courage to ask that question again.

Cheng Siyan gradually let go of his hands to calm himself down, his face was as cold as frost.

"Si Yan, I've known you for so long, and I've never seen you like this before. You can't be as absurd as Momo, right?" Ling Weixiang has an amazing intuition, and his insight and observation skills are very human. A series of conjectures.

This is his many years of experience in officialdom and reading people. He is scheming and good at calculating, so he can always control the situation in time.

"I'm not Momo. You don't have to make such an analogy. I'm just curious. Even this kind of scum can be turned upside down by you. He really told you about infringing on your sister-in-law?" Cheng Siyan was tempting. The answer was confirmed, but when she said this sentence, she felt as if her throat was cut by a sharp knife, and she was suffering from fatal pain.

She had never tried so hard to disguise herself and control the speed of her speech.Because exposing her true self in front of Ling Weixiang would make her uneasy.

Ling Weixiang sneered, and said confidently: "If I can grab him, I can dig out all the affairs of the Ji family. He can rape his sister-in-law, beat his daughter, and do everything to avoid debts. He is inhumane." Yan, please be sober. As long as he lives for a day, the three women of the Ji family will not be safe. Therefore, regardless of Si Yan or Momo, you'd better cut off all contact with those two women, or you will only ask for it. Trouble, get into trouble."

"So you used this person to blackmail Mingming and Sister Ruoqing. You helped this scumbag stay for so many years, just for today?" Ling Moren was dumbfounded. What kind of scheming and city government can do this? When something like this happened, she thought her father was a man of foresight in the early years, but she didn't expect the means to be so despicable.

"Dad just wanted to leave a way out. He is now working with a friend of mine. To be honest, if it weren't for you not knowing how to restrain yourself, things wouldn't be like this. It's still the same sentence, I broke up with Ji Ming, and I promise everyone will be safe." , I also asked my friend to send Ji Huaming to prison."

Ling Mo couldn't help laughing, and took a few steps back in disappointment, "Father, you are really... despicable."

Ling Weixiang's face darkened, suppressing his anger, "What did you say?"

"As a national cadre, as the leader of the education department, can you do this to be worthy of your job? You are simply despicable..."

Ling Weixiang's clenched fists couldn't stop shaking, his eyes were bloodshot, and his anger rushed straight to his head, and he slapped him with his hand.

Ling Mo was defenseless, and was beaten by Ling Weixiang so that he fell to the table and hit his head on the corner of the table.

"Momo!" Cheng Siyan pulled him away, helped Ling Mo up, and yelled at Ling Weixiang: "You old lunatic, if you want to go crazy, let me go crazy, don't get crazy with me."

Ling Weixiang froze in place, staring at his hand, dumbfounded.

The blood from Ling Mo's forehead flowed down his eyes and onto his face, like tears of blood, which was shocking.

It's just that the stubbornness and disappointment in her eyes were even worse, and she murmured weakly: "Dad..."

Before she finished speaking, she fell into Cheng Siyan's arms.

"Momo, Momo!" Cheng Siyan hurriedly patted her face.

But Ling Mo was unconscious and unable to respond.

The roar of the ambulance pierced the sky, tore a hole in the quiet night, and swallowed up the last bit of warmth.

There was a lot of trouble over there, but the transfer of schools was handled calmly here.

A few days before the start of school, Ji Ming had already taken a fancy to another kindergarten, but the school only required Tianming Kindergarten transfer consent to accept it.

She had to go to school herself.

I thought I would meet Ling Mo and be blocked, but I didn't expect Zhang Wen to receive her.

"Teacher Wenwen, please ask the principal to sign. Our family has already decided to transfer schools." Standing in that familiar office, Ji Ming would always glance at Ling Mo's desk from the corner of his eye. Without her, the whole The school is quite deserted.

Zhang Wen looked at the documents on the table with a solemn expression, "Ji Ming, I actually know the story between you and Momo."

Ji Ming didn't respond, and there was no wave on his face.

"You really don't have to change schools to avoid her."

"This is my private matter, please don't ask too much." Ji Ming hoped that this would be the last time she came here. She was tired and didn't want to entangle her any longer. She just wanted to take her children quietly and be with her family.

"She resigned, you can consider not transferring schools." Zhang Wen said, pointing the computer screen at Ji Ming, which was the internal email notification from the kindergarten. Ling Mo had already offered to resign, and the principal had agreed. The head teacher will be Zhang Wen.

Ji Ming's face changed suddenly, and she bent down to look at the screen, unable to believe her eyes.

"She really resigned." She thought Ling Mo was just talking.

"Director Ling personally called." Zhang Wen's tone was full of helplessness: "I really didn't expect that after working together for so long, no one in the whole kindergarten knew that her father was Director Ling."

Who would have thought that Ling Mo would keep a low profile to such an extent, let go of the background of the deputy director, and work as an ordinary kindergarten teacher, work hard step by step, and use his talent and responsibility to conquer the principal and parents.

Ji Ming covered her heart, feeling a dull pain in her heart: "It's also her own choice to resign."

"She can resign on her own. Why did she go through Director Ling? Is it for you or was she forced? Ji Ming, are you sure you don't want to care about it?"

Ji Ming gritted her teeth and replied indifferently: "It has nothing to do with me."

Zhang Wen was disappointed by Ji Ming's indifference, she smiled shyly: "I really don't know why she has to wait for you for eight years." She stood up, took out Ling Siji's file, and said, "Siji is very smart, I hope you will be more serious Think about it for two days, if you still insist, I will ask the principal to sign this document and then notify you to pick it up."

"Thank you."

"I'm not for you, I'm for Four Seasons, and I'm also for Momo."

It seems that Ji Ming is still the cold parent in the group, who seems unkind and cold to the world.

Only she knows how difficult and painful it is to make this decision.

Walking out of the school gate, the gloomy sky, the drizzle is like a thread.The coldness of the late spring was quietly hidden in the rain and wind, making Ji Ming shiver uncontrollably.

After walking a few steps, she received a call from the class monitor, saying that Teacher Yang had passed away.

She stood there dumbstruck, unable to cry.

Ji Ming looked at the phone, tapped Ling Mo's number, but didn't have the courage to call.

So sad.

This sad news made her very sad, and made her want to hide in Ling Mo's arms and cry bitterly. She also wanted to go to Teacher Yang's funeral with Ling Mo, and wanted to thank the teacher who resolved their misunderstanding.

However, she failed Teacher Yang's good intentions and her understanding.

She and Ling Mo couldn't get together in the end.

Thinking of this, Ji Ming burst into tears.She squatted under the tree, hugged herself helplessly, and wept silently.

Teacher Yang's death has become her eternal regret. After the last meeting, she always wanted to visit again, and it dragged on day after day before she was able to see her for the last time.

Ji Ming attended the funeral with regret, and also saw the old classmates from last time, everyone in plain clothes and white flowers, with solemn expressions.The painting circles on the scene are overlapping, but they are all the heavy colors of the funeral.

Student representatives from all walks of life participated. Ji Ming was wearing a black casual suit and was submerged in the dark crowd.

"Why didn't Momo come with you?" Song Yao looked around but couldn't find Ling Mo, and couldn't help feeling strange, he thought Ling Mo and Ji Ming had already reunited.

"I don't know." Ji Ming replied coldly.

"It's really strange. I turned off her phone even when I called her, and no one replied to her WeChat. It seemed like she lost contact."

Song Yao's soliloquy made Ji Ming panic for a while, thinking that Zhang Wen mentioned that Director Ling personally asked for his daughter's resignation, would something happen?

Probably not, although Ling Weixiang is despicable and has means, but he probably won't do it to his daughter.

I hope it's just my own overthinking, Ji Ming doesn't want to think about it.

Now that it's decided, avoid it if you can.It might be a good thing for her that Ling Mo didn't come.

Meeting will only expand your incompetence and increase your sadness.

The rain in early spring is not as beautiful as in the poem, it makes people's hearts wet and makes the already cold weather even colder.

Department of Brain Surgery, Haixi People's Hospital

Cheng Siyan was in a hurry to find people everywhere, Ling Mo disappeared from the ward for 10 minutes, no one was seen in the entire ward or the public activity area, Ling Weixiang went directly to the monitoring room in a hurry.

That night, Ling Mo's forehead hit the corner of the table, causing a concussion, and he was admitted to the brain surgery department.In the past few days, she has been awake sometimes, sometimes blurred, occasionally accompanied by nausea and headaches, and her state is very bad.

Brain injuries can be big or small. Ling Weixiang has already invited the best brain doctor in the city, but for her situation, the expert's conclusion is to take medicine to recuperate and observe, and to make contingencies according to the CT situation.

That's why Ling Weixiang directly helped Ling Mo go to Tianming Kindergarten to resign. After this incident, he was left with guilt and annoyance.At the moment, I just want to take care of my daughter's body first, and then consider other things.

Ling Mo didn't want to see Ling Weixiang, so Cheng Siyan could only accompany her day and night.Ling Mo seemed to have lost his mind and soul, staring at the ceiling in a daze when he was awake, and sleeping for more than ten hours straight when he closed his eyes, as if he had given up on himself.

But today, since she ran into a classmate who came to visit her, she disappeared.

Cheng Siyan searched for several times but couldn't find anyone, and suspected that Ling Mo was looking for Ji Ming.

The reason why she didn't notify Ji Ming was that she didn't want the matter to worsen. The situation is already chaotic enough, and if the conflict is involved, it will only make the chaos worse.

But now that Ling Mo was missing, she was helpless, so she had to try to contact Ji Ming.

Ji Ming at the funeral was in a bad mood, and when he saw Cheng Siyan's call, he refused to answer it.

But how could Cheng Siyan let go of his deadly call?As long as she doesn't turn off the phone, she keeps calling.

Is there something urgent?

When the phone rang for the fifth time, Ji Ming finally picked it up.

"Hi Mr. Cheng, what's the matter?"

"I'm talking about you, would I call you so many times if I had nothing to do?" Cheng Siyan on the other end of the phone was obviously a little annoyed, not only his tone was hasty, but he also skipped the polite words.

"I'm at a funeral, so I can't answer the phone, sorry."

"Funeral? Whose funeral?"

"A teacher passed away from cancer." Every sentence of Ji Ming was heavy, more depressing than the rainy weather.

Cheng Siyan paused for a moment before realizing: "This teacher of yours is also Momo's teacher?"

"Well, it's our university teacher. We went to visit the doctor together before."

"Is Momo with you?"

"Why is she here with me? We haven't contacted or met during this time."

"Even you don't know, where are you going? This girl, the wound on her head is still not healed, she really wants to kill me."

Cheng Siyan muttered to himself, making Ji Ming's hands tremble and his heart beating faster, "Mr. Cheng, what did you just say? What did you say about Momo?"

"You still care about her?"

"I..." Ji Ming bit her lips and remained silent.

"Hey, I really don't know what to say about you." Cheng Siyan couldn't bear it, so he told her directly: "Momo bumped her head at home and got a concussion. She was hospitalized recently, but today she ran out of the ward and disappeared. , I thought she was looking for you, so I called you."

Ji Ming clenched her fists nervously, "Concussion..." Her breathing became disordered, and she paced back and forth nervously, "Is it serious? Oh no, I mean the concussion can be big or small, is she okay?"

"Not very good, but not particularly serious."

Ji Ming clenched her fist unconsciously, her teeth clasped her hand bones, and she didn't let go until she felt the pain.

She put down her hand and said calmly: "She may have gone out for a walk. The hospital is so big, it's normal to find no one for a while. You can look for it again. She is very active, and she definitely doesn't like to lie down every day..."

She confessed eloquently, and when her eyes wandered away, she noticed a shaky figure walking not far away.

Ling Mo was wearing a hospital gown, with gauze on his forehead, and walked with difficulty in the rain.

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