Re-employment of divorced and abandoned women

Fang Yiting drove, but did not go to any villas of the Fang family, but drove the car to the urban area.

The car drove further and further west, and the area to the west of the city center was a shanty town, mostly low-rise private houses, and there were also old residential areas renovated at the end of the last century, which were barely considered commercial housing.

Noisy, crowded, dirty, rundown.

It was not even comparable to the apartment building that Shang Yi and Jiang Qingyan rented.Smaller is smaller, but it is also a modern building with complete security.

Fang Yiting drove the car into the community of Tongzilou.Aston Martin struggles to park in the gap between electric cars, so out of place.

Also out of place is Fang Yiting's house, which is magnificent but neither fish nor fowl.

The magnificent decoration and the spectacular number of spotlights are not like a well-decorated home, but more like a peace whitewashed in haste.

It was already very late at night, and the chill came from outside the window, curling up, quietly visiting the empty living room.

Fang Yi sat at the table, quietly looking at the house.

As if she thought the weather was too hot, Fang Yiting kicked off her shoes at the door and walked into the living room barefoot.She also sat at the table.

Speechless.

A few minutes later, Fang Yiting's tea was ready, and the sound of boiling water could be heard from the kitchen, accompanied by the pleasant smell of tea in the air.

Fang Yiting brewed thick tea and brought it to Fang Yi.

Tea smoke curls up, enchanting and charming in the night.

Don't know how to start the topic.

What is the right way to start?

Another long silence.Fang Yi has calmed down, and she refuses to break the bank of her psychological defense again.

"I've seen that child." Fang Yiting spoke first.

Fang Yi's hand reaching for the teacup stopped, she was scalded by the scorching teacup to her palm, she couldn't hold her hand steady, the tea spilled out and wet the carefully laid tablecloth.

Fang Yi's hand retracted, as if it was just an indifferent episode, her face was expressionless, as if she was saying: Who?

She doesn't recognize her relatives, and doesn't care who is who.Why bother to be seated?She may not be her.

Fang Yi will not reveal her shortcomings.Besides, even if it is her, what does it have to do with her?

Fang Yiting gently blew on the tea in the cup and took a sip. The bitter and slightly sweet tea soup slipped down her throat and into her stomach, but what she exhaled was a puff of turbid air.

Killing hearts.

If the strategy is used correctly, everything is right.Fang Yiting knew that she had mastered the rhythm.

"He's a very good child." Without waiting for Fang Yi's answer, she continued the topic, "It's not enthusiastic, but it's generous and decent, calm and restrained." She said.

It was just a sentence, and Jiang Qingyan in the eyes of others appeared on the paper.

The second half of the sentence is a compliment, and the first half is a shortcoming, right?

Fang Yi almost wanted to applaud Jiang Qingyan, she suddenly wanted to know how "not enthusiastic" Jiang Qingyan was towards Fang Yiting?

It must have been a good show.Generous and decent, unenthusiasm in calm restraint.

Fang Yiting must have suffered from being dumb, right?

So lack of enthusiasm is not a disadvantage.Fang Yi thought, fingering the small piece of wet tablecloth back and forth.

Is generosity an advantage?She is just too calm, but if she is more explosive and willful, then she... what can she do?

Heh, Fang Yi let out a breath.But more than ever, I hope to hear any description of her from others.

She hadn't seen her for a whole month.More than not seeing, even the news has never been known.

Fang Yi is completely cut off from the past.

"Pretty is really beautiful, stubborn is also really stubborn." Fang Yiting continued, and suddenly laughed, "After so long in Vanity Fair, this is the first time someone questioned my status and family status. Heh, by It can be seen that she is still a smart child."

Fang Yi looked deeply at his mother.

Fang Yiting also looked at Fang Yi fixedly.

There has been no such peaceful discussion between them for more than ten years.

"But so what if you're smart? A bystander can tell, she said that everything A Ping said is correct, but she's a fan of the authorities. If she had even the slightest doubt about you, how could she get into such a situation?"

Fang Yiting's tone was calm and cold, like an emotionless robot, narrating a very ordinary thing.

I don't know which sentence annoyed Fang Yi.

She raised her head aggressively: "What do you mean by being a fan of the authorities? What are you talking about? What do you mean?"

Fang Yi thought, she did it, everything was planned by her.What's the matter with Jiang Qingyan?What is "If she pays attention, she can avoid it?"

joke.Her Jiang Qingyan, why should she care about Fang Yiting's land?

Fang Yi misunderstood.

"So, where do you think she will end up?" Fang Yiting didn't answer or explain, but just asked.

"There's no wedding. They're gone too. Clean and thorough." Fang Yiting stood up, her figure was enchanting and her manners were elegant. At this moment, her tone revealed a little bit of frustration and loss.

Fang Yiting opened the side door at the end of the living room, which was a small room full of sundries, and further inside, there was another door.

Opening it again, Fang Yiting turned sideways and waved to Fang Yi, signaling her to come.

Fang Yi finally let go of the crumpled tablecloth in her hand, she got up, feeling timid, she didn't even dare to look inside.

What should come, always will come.

Fang Yi walked through the long and narrow storage room, as if walking through thousands of rivers and mountains.

Her heart was beating faster than ever before, her footsteps were a little sloppy, she was not like Fang Yi with a weak physique.

She is the young master Fang who never gets drunk at night.

The secret door opens.

The smell of mold and dust came to his face.

The one-room households in the middle suffer from poor light and ventilation.If there is no one inhabited for a long time, there will be a sense of decadence, a scene of decay.

The owner seemed to be walking in a hurry, and there was no time to tidy up. In the center of the room, there was a painting with the curtain drawn, and dried paints and painting tools were scattered beside it.

Fang Yiting stood in a corner of the small living room with her hands folded. She looked out of the window, and the moon in the shabby room was extremely charming.

It's just that the moonlight in the past was full of warmth, shining on the entangled body, even the cold moonlight was slightly hot.

The moonlight tonight is the real moonlight.Universally shines away from others, without sorrow or joy.

In the rented apartment near the university town, the "landlord" Sister Lu is actually an employee of the Fang family. She has already taken over the apartment and reported to Fang Yi to ask how to deal with the sundries.

At that time, Fang Yi was intoxicated by the flowers and blooming, she said: "Everything has been dealt with." She thought that she had given Jiang Qingyan time, and if she didn't want it, she could just throw it away.

Sister Lu was worried, so she packed up everything and took pictures, presenting everything to Fang Yi for review.

Fang Yi just glanced at it, and the valuable items—at least the gold pendant given to her were not among them.

Fang Yi just thought lightly, maybe she is still showing mercy to her.

So he asked a lot: "When she left, was she okay?"

Sister Lu looked puzzled: "Who? Who are you talking about?"

She didn't meet the tenant face to face, and when she went to take over the house, the house was clean and tidy, if Fang Yi hadn't ordered her to take over the house, she would have thought that the guest was just out for a short time.

Fang Yi flipped through it again, Jiang Qingyan didn't have many belongings.She's not the type to buy things.Most of the things in the room were purchased by Fang Yi after living together.

From bedding and clothing, cooking utensils and tableware to ornaments... Fang Yi suddenly realized that Jiang Qingyan hadn't taken anything away.Even the clothes that Fang Yi bought for her were also kept in the closet.

Except what she had with her at the beginning—it was just a box.

She could only comfort herself, at least she took away those pendants with special meaning - puppies, pigs, and mice.

But, what can it represent?Just some cheap pendants of hard gold.

Fang Yi asked Sister Lu to dispose of all the items in the rented office.It seems that by disposing of these, the memories can be disposed of together.

And tonight, open the door again.

I was able to glimpse the aura that belonged to Jiang Qingyan again.

Feeling timid near the hometown, I suddenly don't know how to treat him.

However, the room is too small to accommodate too many memories belonging to Jiang Qingyan.

In this room with Jiang Dongping's imprint on it, there was no smell of Jiang Qingyan.

Fang Yi couldn't help being disappointed.

Fang Yiting looked indifferent: "What do you want to see? What result do you want to get? After canceling the wedding?"

She asked Fang Yi calmly, restrainedly, and sincerely.

It seems that as long as Fang Yi thinks about it, he can achieve it.

"Ah Ping said that she will not appear in front of me anymore." Fang Yiting said, "They are gone. Don't bother us two. Anything—love or hate, they don't want it."

"What do you mean by "love or hate", what do you mean by "they don't want to be entangled with us"? And what do you mean by "they don't want it anymore"?"

Fang Yi suddenly felt terrified, she couldn't hold on to anything, she couldn't hold on to anything.

Not only can't you grasp love, but you can't even grasp hatred.

It was obviously her decision, why did she not want it?As if she was the one who was abandoned?

There is no love, no hatred, no one is waiting for her to go back in the room, no one is coquettish about why she is drinking again, and no one will warm a cup of tea and put it on the desk, and put a warm handbag under the bed...

nothing left.

A drunken dream and an empty dream.

Fang Yi's eyes were a little red.

Fang Yiting's words played back over and over again in her mind: What does it mean to leave?What do you mean by not being entangled anymore?What do you mean no more?

Is she trying not to get entangled?

No, quite the opposite.

She wants endless pestering.

She wants a lingering love-hate relationship.

She wants her to love her forever.

She wanted her to hate her, to the core of her heart.

Where does she not want her...

She is clearly, too afraid of parting, too afraid of being alone.

So love and hate, only one is also good.

Since childhood, from the ignorant adolescence, it was a childhood without company. The proud and selfish mother and the cowardly and greedy father jointly created a little monster who lacked love.

No, if there is no company, it is not completely absent.

There is also the long-lasting hatred of my mother, the photo of Jiang Dongping poked with hatred... and the girl with a bright smile in the photo.

"It's this woman, this vixen, who actually gave birth to a little vixen." Fang Yiting's hatred was undisguised, and the young Fang Yi accepted everything.

How cunning would a daughter born to a fox spirit be?

Fang Yi wants to try it out, is she shrewd or smart?

It wasn't until I got in touch with her that I realized that she was just a silly girl.

Although it was a bit difficult at first, but after only a month, she actually complied with it.Even easier than anyone she's ever courted before.

She doesn't want money, name, or profit.

Just a little bit of pitiful warmth.

Oh, fool.

If you follow it, you will follow it, and you will "dedicate yourself"?What did she say?

——"It's me you pursue, but it's the relationship I've confirmed."

Oh, big fool.

She said she wants to live together, so she will live with her?Obviously she was the one who pursued her?

But Jiang Qingyan actually started to take care of the laundry and cooking, and wanted to take care of her daily life?

Oh, big fool.

Even her mother never gave her anything from Fang Yi, so why did she, Jiang Qingyan, give everything she had?

And later, she said she likes children, so she is willing to have that kind of surgery?

Heh, the number one fool in Tianzi.Why bother?

Fang Yi was extremely gentle, she thought, good times are limited.In the limited good time, try to be nice to her.

——not a compensation for guilt, but a necessary means to an end.

Looking at her cruelly, she fell into a vortex of love, and fell into an abyss involuntarily.

——Isn’t it exactly what she wanted?

Why?Obviously got what he wanted, but so sad, lost, sad, and... annoyed?

The author has something to say: Jiang Qingyan: I'm busy, don't bother me.

Author: Another chapter without Xiao Baozi.sad……