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Because he was in contact with those rouge vulgar fans outside, he was afraid that Yang Xiuying would blame him.It's a pity that Uncle Yong still couldn't be cured in the end. Instead, he lost his life because of an accidental crackdown on pornography. This can't be blamed on the police, but Uncle Yong himself.

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I also know that Yang Xiuying is still blaming Uncle Yong until now. She must be blaming Uncle Yong for not telling her about such things. Instead, she went to find some woman who is proficient in sex. She is Uncle Yong's wife. Why? Can't you say it?

Moreover, this incident hit her too hard. She took a leave of absence from school and shut herself in the room all day without anyone ignoring her.It's the same with Qianqian, she doesn't have the mind to study anymore, she just hides in her room after school, smoking one cigarette after another.

I also smoked at first, but when I saw the faces of their mother and daughter getting thinner, I remembered Uncle Yong's words, and then I remembered that I am a man, if I get depressed, what will Yang Xiuying and the others do?So I'm going to start being strong.

First of all, the first thing I did was to find Yang Xiuying and ask her what Uncle Yong meant by that last sentence, and why she said she wanted to help him find a child.

Yang Xiuying said that Qianqian's blood type doesn't match her and Uncle Yong's at all.

I was stunned immediately!

Wasn't Qianqian born to Uncle Yong and Yang Xiuying?What the hell is going on?

Yang Xiuying said that she didn't know either. She guessed that when he was in the hospital's baby room, Uncle Yong carried the wrong baby. This was the only thing she could think about these days.

I said what should I do?She said that Qianqian didn't know about it yet, and she would never let Qianqian suffer this blow again.I nodded solemnly, because Uncle Yong passed away, Qianqian could hardly hold on anymore, if I let her know about this again, I really can't believe what will happen to her.

Definitely can't take another blow!

I continued to reassure her that it was over and that life went on.She smiled bitterly, as if she still refused to forgive Uncle Yong.

When I was about to walk out of the room, Yang Xiuying suddenly asked quietly: "Don't you have anything else to tell me?" She didn't say anything.

In the evening, I logged into the WeChat account and found that Yang Xiuying had sent me a lot of messages, all in the past two days.I looked over one by one, and she said she couldn't forgive her negligence.If she had cared a little more, if her husband had said more comforting words when he found out that he was not lifting, perhaps such a tragedy would not have been caused.

However, she said that she couldn't forgive her husband's betrayal, and went to find a woman who is proficient in sexual intercourse. Isn't she a woman?If her husband asked her to do something she hadn't done before, wouldn't she do it for her husband?

She would, but her husband never gave her this chance, and instead went to find another woman.

It was a betrayal of no trust at all.

If she knew this was the case, she would rather agree to her parents' request, compensate her husband 15 yuan, and then divorce, and such a thing would not happen now.But there is no if in life, and there is no chance to choose again.

She said that she didn't even own her daughter now, which made her feel hopeless.But what is even more tragic is that she can't find anyone around her to complain about, and she can't find a shoulder on which she can rely.

Seeing this, my heart feels like being pricked by a needle for no reason.

Yang Xiuying's parents were of ridiculously poor character. They either forced her to remarry or made sarcastic remarks. They never considered issues from her standpoint, and her sisters were the same.When Uncle Yong was buried the day before yesterday, I didn't see any sadness on their faces, but they seemed to be relieved. Even on the way back, they started planning to introduce someone to Yang Xiuying.

Can such a person comfort Yang Xiuying?This is rubbing salt in the wound.

After all, she is a woman, and after suffering so many blows one after another, it is extremely rare to be able to persevere, and she can no longer be asked to do more.

As I continued to watch, she said that she wanted to get drunk very much now, and it would be best not to wake up again.Because if you wake up, you have to face so many troubles.

This is the idea of ​​committing suicide.

I was taken aback, and finally, she said that if I really care about her and like her, then stand up and stand in front of her, she just wants someone to rely on, and wants me to talk to her, and don't No excuses for not being in Jeonju.She said that after a year, I was always busy, and she didn't believe that I really couldn't spare even two hours.

If I make excuses again, she will never find anyone who can give her comfort. After she returns the money to me, she will never contact me again and treat her as dead.

Very strong words, very decisive words!

I know that I have no more excuses to refuse, this time she is coming for real, and it has reached a point where there is no way out.Without hesitation, I sent a message directly, saying yes, she will choose a place.

After a while, Yang Xiuying replied to the message, and she asked me if I still remember the first place I invited her out.

I froze for a moment, and said yes, then Shangri-La Hotel, Room 808.

After posting, I changed into a set of clothes and left the house. I have to go there before Yang Xiuying, right?I took a taxi to the Shangri-La International Hotel. When I came to the counter and asked how much room 808 was for one night, the waiter gave me a contemptuous look and said no.

"Fucking shit, I don't have any money?" I patted the 2 yuan from my bag on the counter, "Do you have it now?"

If it weren't for the fact that the cash machine can only withdraw 6 yuan now, I would throw [-] yuan in his face. I heard that the waiters in big hotels are of high quality, but it doesn't seem to be the case now.I was already angry in my heart, but he insisted on hitting the muzzle of the gun. He obviously wanted to say no, didn't he look down on me?

"Sir, the room is available, but you must show your ID." The waiter immediately became more polite.

"Snapped!"

I slapped my student ID on the counter, "Is this okay?"

Even the waiters next to me and the guests who came to register looked at me in surprise, I glanced at them coldly, "Students can't get a room?"

"This... There is no rule about it!" The waiter finally started to help me register, and finally he gave me the room card and the deposit slip. I saw it, it was so fucking cruel, the room fee for room 808 for one night It was 5888, a total of 1 yuan, and the other [-] yuan were all turned into deposits.

Damn, I just said it casually before, but I really didn't know that this big hotel was so expensive, it was a robbery.

I felt a little regretful, but it was obviously too late, so I could only take my room card and walk to the elevator. Anyway, I promised to meet Yang Xiuying today, and I had already risked it all. Why didn't I choose a decent way to die?

Chapter Table of Contents Chapter 134 Thank you!

Soft red carpet, spacious space, and luxurious decoration. When I walked into Room 808, I realized why the price was so expensive.

The living room, bedroom, bathroom, real mahogany wardrobe, table, comfortable big bed, bathtub enough to accommodate three or four people, each exudes a luxurious atmosphere.I tried it, and even the lighting inside can be adjusted to several levels, bright, soft, and warm. I thought, if I buy a house in the future, I can also decorate it like this and I will be satisfied.

The last time I went to Lin Qiuyan's house, her house was wide enough, but definitely not as high-end as this one.I lay down on the big soft bed and found it must be difficult to sleep at night.

But what worries me even more is what will happen when Yang Xiuying arrives later, if she has a knife, will she stab me?

I turned on my phone and logged into WeChat. Yang Xiuying replied to my message, and she said she was back.This made me even more nervous. I looked around and wondered how to prepare. Should I turn the TV on or off, dim the lights, or turn them off completely?Maybe turning off the lights completely can buffer the embarrassing scene of meeting?

Did I put the water in the bathtub away again first, but soon I slapped myself and warned myself not to keep thinking in crooked places.It's a pity that the more you warn yourself like this, the more you can't help but think about it in your mind, and your heart is surging like a wave.

Her mature body is simply a fatal temptation!

The waiting time was difficult and excruciating, because I hadn't figured out what to say when we met.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk..."

There was a knock on the door, which made my whole body nervous. I walked slowly to the door, gritted my teeth and opened the door. However, the person outside the door was not Yang Xiuying, but a waiter. She said that there are free The dinner is provided, ask me if I need it.

I wiped it, it scared me to death, I was about to say no, but after thinking about it, I asked her if she had candles or something like that, she understood what it meant, and said that there must be, and someone could arrange it for me for free. qiushu.cc

so good?

It really is a big hotel, I immediately said yes, and ordered a bottle of 888 red wine by the way. The candles do not need money, but the red wine is not free.

The waiter said that someone will come to help me decorate soon, let me wait for a while, I smiled and said yes, then entered the room, waited for about 2 minutes, there was another knock on the door outside, I thought it was the waiter coming , and said loudly that the door is open, you can come in.

I continued to look down at the books on the bookshelf, but after realizing that no one had come in, I got up and looked towards the door.

"Snapped!"

The book fell on the table, and the person standing at the door was Yang Xiuying!