Chief Emperor's lovely wife

You can't give up on something you haven't tried.

Lei Ting said this in her ears countless times since she was a child.

But if there is no hope at all, why work hard?

In the rehabilitation room of the hospital, Jiang Xiaotong fell to the ground again.

"I want to go home." She raised her head, staring at Lei Ting, who stood one step away from her with steamy eyes, watching her fall but did not help her, and said.

Cold sweat soaked her short hair, which slid on the ground along her temples and cheeks.

Coming here an hour ago, Lei Ting picked her up from the wheelchair and placed her next to the rehabilitation railing on the wall, and stopped interfering with her.

Let her fall down in front of him again and again, and stand up again while gritting her teeth amidst his cold shouts.

After so many repetitions, Jiang Xiaotong was still unable to stand up, she fell down on the spot and got up again, exhausting all her strength and courage.

Her legs seemed to be holding two pieces of cotton wool, without any strength to support her body.

After working hard for so long, her legs are still numb, they are dead legs.

"Stand up." Still these three words, Lei Ting sneered again and again tirelessly.

Obsidian's eyes have been covered with a layer of cold frost since he brought Jiang Xiaotong to the rehabilitation room, covering the deep heartache in his eyes.

Looking at the little guy who was lying on the ground, drenched in cold sweat, he wanted to step out several times, but finally stopped.

If even he gave up on her, then how could she stand up again.

In the ward last night, Jiang Xiaotong's words were still ringing in his ears: "Little Lightning, I have become disabled, I don't want to go to school anymore, I don't want to watch others run, so I can only sit there."

"Seeing the pitiful and sympathetic eyes of my classmates, I will go crazy, so you help me suspend school, no, just drop out, they won't get better anyway."

In the light, she lowered her head slightly when she spoke, and pressed her hands on her legs sitting on the bed.

The night was as cold as water, Lei Ting stood on the balcony as if standing in the autumn rain and frost, a layer of coolness passed through his body from the outside to the inside, to the bottom of his heart.

When did he become so self-pitying from a confident little guy.

If you haven't tried it, you've already surrendered and given up.

Snapped--

Another sound of falling to the ground.

Jiang Xiaotong knocked his chin on the rehabilitation railing halfway, sweat dripped into his eyes, and burst into tears.

The more she cried, the more annoyed she became, the more wronged she became, and the louder she cried, she kept knocking on her leg: "Why is it so useless, why don't you cut it off, woohoo—"

Lei Ting rushed over and grabbed her wrist, staring at her eyes with cold eyes, "Jiang Xiaotong, are you sure you want to chop them off? Then you can only look at the empty lower body for the rest of your life, and I absolutely I would never marry such a crippled woman as my wife."

"..."

After crying, Jiang Xiaotong looked at the man squatting in front of her through the misty mist with tears in his eyes.

His eyes were cold and heartless, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and the words he said chilled her heart.

Yes, she is disabled now, how can he expect him to continue marrying her.

Didn't she herself say not to be Lei Ting's motivator?

Why is it so uncomfortable for her to say these words from his mouth now?

It felt like there was an awl in her heart, hammering inch by inch on her soft flesh, piercing deep into the bottom of her heart, poking a big hole in it, dripping with blood.

For the first time in 18 years, she knew what heartache felt like.

But she would rather not understand it all her life.

"I want to go home...I want to go home, I want to go home!" She murmured at first, then she broke free from Lei Ting's grasp and hit Lei Ting with her fist.

"I want to go home, I won't do rehabilitation anymore, let me just be disabled like this, let these two legs rot, I don't care, I want to go home!"

What thunder, what standing up again, she wants nothing.

She just wanted to go home and hide in her own world.

No one cares about her, no one looks at her, so that no one will laugh at her or despise her because she is a cripple.

What Thunder, what Mrs. Lei, all go to hell!

Lei Ting stared at Jiang Xiaotong who kept beating him like a demon, without saying a word.

Jiang Xiaotong screamed to vent, grabbed his black suit and tore his clean white shirt.

The clothes on his chest were in a mess, until the edges and corners of the opponent's nails scratched his chest with red marks and raised edges.

When Jiang Xiaotong beat his legs again, Lei Ting was completely sullen, he hugged Jiang Xiaotong who was on the ground, and strode out.

The black limited edition Maybach is fast-moving, grotesque city, strange yet familiar.

It's just that she has changed.

Jiang Xiaotong was thrown into the back seat of the car by Lei Ting so tenderly, and remained unusually silent.

After she calmed down, she quietly looked at the vehicles passing by quickly outside the car window, and at the tall buildings that stood still for a long time.

She thought it would be great if her legs were also as strong and unyielding as this reinforced concrete world.

I'm sorry Lei Ting, I also want to work hard...

Jiang Xiaotong silently apologized to the people in front of her, the world outside the car window was busy and restless, she could only stay in a corner and live in her own world.

Back home, Lei Ting really followed her wish, carried her into the room, turned around and walked out the door without saying a word.

The cold closing sound of the door separated him and her in two spaces.

The tears just fell down again without disappointment.

Her little lightning is perfect enough to embrace the world.

If you are not good enough for him, you should let him find a better one.

Jiang Xiaotong lay on the bed, watching the entertainment news on his phone.

The famous American pianist Meng Jingxian returned to her hometown to serve as the spokesperson for the new brand image of Shengteng International Group...

wow-

The curtains in the room were pulled open, and the glare of the bright light shone on Jiang Xiaotong's pale face, which had not been exposed to the sun for a long time, and Xia Liang, who was covering his body, was pulled up instinctively to cover his head.

"Get up!" Qin Youyou was so angry that she tore off the quilt, and grabbed her pajamas by the collar.

In anger, her strength was astonishing, and she stood by the back window of the bedroom holding Jiang Xiaotong.

"Jiang Xiaotong, open your eyes and see clearly, you are so willing to give up Thunder to that woman?! What about your ambitions, lofty ideals? Are you fucking ready to lie on the bed for the rest of your life!"

Outside the rear window, in the back garden of Lei's villa.

There are a lot of flowers, and the layout is elegant and exquisite. In the middle of the garden, there is a huge poster. The woman inside has long hair hanging down her back like a waterfall, and her snow-white skirt is swaying in the wind, sitting in front of a black piano. .

In the garden, the real person is more beautiful than the poster. Right now, he is standing beside Lei Ting, holding Lei Ting's arm, toasting with him around the venue.

Lei Ting held a welcome party for Meng Jingxian in the villa, and most people from the business and entertainment circles came to join him.

The light and pleasant piano sound flowed in through Qin Youyou's opened window. It was Meng Jingxian who became famous back then and was invited by the American Conservatory of Music to study as a teaching assistant in the United States because of this original piano sound.

Jiang Xiaotong wanted to close the window, but was slapped away by Qin Youyou.

Forgot for a moment that Jiang Xiaotong couldn't stand up, Qin Youyou let go, and Jiang Xiaotong fell to the ground.

Qin Youyou subconsciously wanted to help her up, but she stopped halfway through the movement, "Jiang Xiaotong, if you want to go back, stand up by yourself, if you can't stand up, climb back on the bed by yourself, if you can't climb up, then you can go back to bed by yourself." Sitting here until you die, you are not brave, no one will be strong for you!"

After she finished speaking, she slammed the door and left without looking back.

As a friend, that's all she said.

Whether Jiang Xiaotong can be stimulated to rekindle her fighting spirit depends on herself.

In the back garden, Qin Youyou took a glass of champagne, met Lei Ting's gaze from a distance, nodded, then picked up the glass and drank it.

She looked at Lei Ting who was patrolling the field to toast, but the beauty didn't make him concentrate. After moving her eyes away from her, she responded to the guest and looked at a certain window on the third floor from time to time.

No need to look, she knew it was Jiang Xiaotong's room.

Before knowing that Jiang Xiaotong was injured, but Lei Ting brought other women with him when he went in and out, Qin Youyou rushed to the president's office of Shengteng International without caring about his work.

Thinking of what he said to her that day, seeing Jiang Xiaotong just now, she finally knew why he did this.

Looking back at the direction of the third floor, the previous windows are still open, and the looping piano music is continuously flowing into the room.

The man she liked since childhood was downstairs from her, hosting this banquet for other women, with other women in his arms.

This was simply torture for Jiang Xiaotong.

Whether the phoenix is ​​in flames, falls or is reborn from Nirvana, it just depends on whether her perseverance and cruelty are enough.

The banquet is over for three days.

The door of Jiang Xiaotong's room on the third floor, since Qin Youyou entered, no one has ever entered except for the nanny, Aunt Yun, who regularly delivered three meals to her.

Lei Ting, Daddy and Mummy, they all seem to have forgotten her and are busy with each other.

What she hears the most every day is the sound from the LCD TV in the room, and there is a steady stream of news media coming from the TV.

The famous American pianist Meng Jingxian was invited to participate in the launching ceremony of Shengteng International Branch, and celebrated and kissed President Lei on the street.

A well-known weekly entertainment magazine photographed President Lei and Ms. Meng on a date. They had a secret meeting in a hotel late at night. They were in an intimate state, and the suspected relationship was exposed.

……

A piece of news about the development of the relationship between Lei Ting and Meng Jingxian was disseminated through the media platform.

It turned out that as long as Lei Ting wasn't dragged down by her burden, he could be happy every day.

Jiang Xiaotong listened too much, and his heart became numb.

She tried her best not to let herself take it to heart, not to take it seriously.

She comforted herself to be magnanimous, and bless him if they are not together, he is still her brother, isn't he?

What's more, Meng Jingxian is so nice, gentle, kind, and considerate. The two of them were a couple when they were in school, and the two families are family friends. It seems logical to be together.

Jiang Xiaotong felt that Lei Ting was the most suitable for such a woman, who could have a virtuous wife waiting for him when he came home after a busy day at get off work, and delicious meals on the table.

Unlike her, she used to be unable to calm down every day and didn't know how to cook. Now she has lost both legs and lives in a wheelchair every day. She can't even take care of herself, how can she take care of others.

Jiang Xiaotong felt that she would watch Lei Ting and Meng Jingxian develop naturally, and then attend their wedding as a younger sister one day in the future.

It wasn't until Qin Youyou called and told her: "Jiang Xiaotong, do you know that the person you are dedicated to is already married. Meng Jingxian has a husband and a child in the United States!"