The president is bullying: the creditor is too stingy

Chapter 332 Don't Be Sorry For Your Kindness

Fan Haifang moved closer to him, put his arm on Ye Ye's shoulder, and patted lightly, as if to comfort him.

Zheng Yingming raised his head and glanced at him, what else could he say.

I couldn't help but want to cry, and then my voice became choked up.

"You're right, but I don't want to admit it, and I don't want to give up. I'm sincere to him. When I think about letting go and never seeing him again, I'm in so much pain." Zheng Yingming looked at her mother , with tears in his eyes, he recently punched his fist and remembered his left chest when he ate, "It's really hard here."

Fan Haifang nodded, "Did you also feel bad when your family was cold and bankrupt? How did you live alone when you didn't have the protection of your parents? After so many years, no matter what, you've turned it upside down. What is it now? A woman makes you feel soft, don’t be stupid, everything will pass. It’s just a matter of time for me, two or three years, maybe even a few months, you will get used to the new language.”

"As long as you work hard, I believe you will be able to stand out in the courier industry. Don't let me down."

He held his head in frustration, "I'm really tired, don't tell me these things, you are giving up what I want to pursue, and you are forcing me to do what I don't want to do."

Fan Haifang looked at him with resentment, and her voice became a little colder. "What you don't want to do, a man, how can he not even have a career, like you, I can tell you responsibly, you can't achieve anything, whether it is the pursuit of career, or the woman you like. You keep saying You say you like him, but is it just to let him pick up trash with you? No wonder people remember that parents don’t want you to be with him, and no one can put their daughter into a fire pit. If you are hugging I advise you to stay away from any girl with this kind of thinking, of course, if you have other ideas now. I can help you."

Zheng Yingming looked at him incredulously, "You are going to tear us apart, how can you help me, you just want to delay the attack. Why did you touch me just now, remind me of you, and now you are talking about this again."

"Okay." Fan Haifang said helplessly, "There are many roads ahead of us, but the wonderful thing of time allows us to choose one. If you choose, you can't regret it. As a bystander, I can't say anything, actually. I am your mother, but what I can't understand is that as a woman, a middle-aged woman, I just want to forge ahead and strive for the upper hand, but you, waiting for a young man to be full of vigor, is too embarrassing for me Disappointed. Rest assured, I will not force you to do anything."

Fan Haifang pushed him away, walked aside, picked up the chopsticks, the food was already cold, he still ate it with relish without any hesitation.

Zheng Yingming looked at her mother's profile, and tightly pursed her lips.

After a while, Zheng Yingming felt that it was too boring for the two of them to stay in the room like this. He couldn't stand it anymore, so he took a step to go outside.

Fan Haifang's voice suddenly sounded behind him, "Where are you going?"

"Could it be that my personal freedom will be restricted when you come here?"

"Of course not, it's just that you don't eat a bite of the food brought to you by the girl. I'm sorry for her kindness."

"I'm sorry for his intentions, shouldn't it be a good thing for you?" Zheng Yingming said so, but he walked back, picked up his rice bowl, and put it into his mouth in two or three bites.

He wiped his mouth, put down the bowl and chopsticks and went out.

Fan Haifang looked at his back, narrowed her eyes slightly, and said nothing. She looked out the window. The light here was very bad. Because of the location in the corner of the yard, it was difficult for people outside to notice her.

She clearly saw Zheng Yingming and Qiao Lingling meeting each other in the yard, but neither of them dared to speak.Zheng Yingming slowed down a little, and then thought about going outside.

Qiao Lingling didn't know what she was doing, but when she saw him go out, she bent down again.

Fan Haifang looked at the bowls and chopsticks on the side, and wanted to take this opportunity to go out and talk to her.But before she turned around, she suddenly realized that Qiao Lingling had put down what she was doing and was also chasing outside.

Fan Haifang thought for a while, and lay down on the plank bed, feeling uncomfortable again, removed two beds from the quilt at the side, and put them under her body.

Qiao Lingling saw Zheng Yingming's back from a distance, and hurriedly ran after him.

Knowing that she would follow, Zheng Yingming deliberately slowed down his pace. He was a little distracted and kept looking at the flowers and plants on the side of the road. The people behind him had already caught up, but he didn't notice.

Qiao Lingling smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Hey, what are you thinking? Are you worried that I won't catch up with you? Don't worry, my health is almost recovered. After the operation, The whole person is in good spirits. I will have no more problems, my body is great, I pay attention to working properly every day, make my body flexible enough, and take care not to get hurt."

Zheng Yingming looked at her with gentle eyes, and a little unspeakable sadness.

Seeing a moment of confusion, Qiao Lingling thought of the quarrel between his mother and him today, and said worriedly, "Why did you make such a fuss? Could it be because I passed by?"

Zheng Yingming shook his head, stroked her cheek lightly, and then quickly retracted his hand.

"Don't worry too much. If you think like this, I will feel very sad. It really hurts in my heart."

Qiao Lingling blushed, and turned around in embarrassment, "Look at you, when did your mouth become so eloquent?"

Zheng Yingming smiled, "It's rhetoric."

"Hmph, I don't want to talk to you anymore." Qiao Lingling walked forward pretending to be angry.

She walked a few steps quickly, listening to the footsteps of the people behind her, and then deliberately slowed down.

Zheng Yingming walked not far behind her, sighing from time to time, and finally she got a little bored.

"You have a long mouth, but you refuse to talk to me." Qiao Lingling stared at him with big watery eyes, extremely beautiful.

Zheng Yingming was startled, and rubbed his nose in a somewhat awkward manner, "Lingling, let me ask you, what kind of person do you want me to be?"

"Ah? Why do you ask that? Is it because Auntie thinks that you are not doing well enough, which makes you feel pressured?"

Qiao Lingling blinked innocently, her long eyelashes flickering like two small fans, very charming.

Zheng Yingming said: "I only ask you, don't worry about others."

"Oh, that's it." Qiao Lingling nodded her head, pretending to be thinking seriously.

(End of this chapter)