Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

He pressed the elevator button several times, but the elevator didn't get faster because of his impatience.

My eyes kept staring at the slowly decreasing numbers on the elevator screen, and I called the nurse three times but didn't answer the phone.

Are you afraid of asking her to come back and work overtime?

The bus stop was crowded with people, and Li He, who was always very concerned about face, couldn't care less about the inquiring eyes of dozens of people at the bus stop.

Weaving through the crowd, shouting: "Wang Jing! Wang Jing!"

I shouted for a long time, searched for him in the crowd for a long time, and still couldn't get through the phone.

This is fate, forget it, I shouldn't have chased him down in the first place.

She already has Chen Fang's cheongsam, so she shouldn't put Fu Haitang's in front of her and embarrass her.

She has made a choice, and you should accompany her to move forward. Instead of bringing Fu Haitang's good things to her one time and delaying her.

The crowds of people coming and going around him had become a backdrop. Li He stood under the bus sign. He was blown by the cold wind before shrinking his arms and walking into the hospital.

"Fu Haitang, I have helped you for half my life. From now on, I will have to help Chen Fang."

Li He kicked the ginkgo leaves that were piled together by the wind. The whole street was covered with golden leaves, spread like a blanket.

Why is it so romantic on a street that is stepped on every day?

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Returning to the 19th floor, I hesitated whether to enter the ward.

Through the glass at the door, I saw Wang Jing standing in front of the hospital bed with the three boxes on the table.

Li He's eyes widened and he didn't know whether to lament fate or luck.

Song Weiyu's eyelids seemed to have no power, and he looked at the three boxes with distracted eyes.

"Dong Fu brought it last night?"

"Yeah, yeah, last night, he stood at the door of your ward for a long time, and finally threw it to me." Looking at Song Weiyu's eyes, the little nurse regretted mentioning this just now.

Don't ask her to take it back...

A long silence echoed in the air.

"Since I gave it to you, take it away." The words rolled back and forth in my mouth hundreds of times, and I didn't have the strength to say it out, as if my vocal cords were tied in a knot.

Otherwise, just keep it in mind. It's just a few clothes and it can't change anything.

But since nothing can be changed, why keep them? Does it only add to the sadness?

Song Weiyu wanted to slap herself twice. His clothes, like his people, always had a way to make it difficult for her to make a choice.

Unlike Chen Fang, she didn't have to choose at all when facing Chen Fang, because... he only had her.

She must choose him.

"The clothes...since Mr. Fu doesn't want them anymore, just take them."

Song Weiyu smiled very elegantly, but a layer of sadness appeared on his beautiful facial features, like an ancient painting. The little nurse was stunned, and then she thanked her again and walked out holding the box.

When I went out, I saw Li Hyuk standing outside, with a rosy face and a slight breath, as if he had run 800 meters.

"Hello, Dean Li..."

"Wang Jing, why didn't you answer my call? Why do I, the dean, have so little authority over you?"

"I'm sorry, Dean, I left my cell phone at the nurse's station. I only found it when I walked to the first floor and came up to get it. But as soon as I returned to the nurse's station, Director Song rang the bell. They were in a meeting, so I came in temporarily. I'm in the ward and I didn't bring my cell phone with me..."

She explained in a low voice, and Li Hyuk frowned deeply. He was really tricked by fate.

In the ward, Song Weiyu was sitting in a daze with his head down.

Turning her eyes in a daze, she saw the white marks on her fingers.

His heart immediately began to twitch and ache, and the images of Fu Haitang wearing this ring, chatting and laughing, pushing cups and changing cups, rushed into his mind with the rush of blood.

Countless images, like movie playbacks, are rolled up layer by layer into a thick stack of film.

In the past 30 years, every news about him, every photo of him, and every activity of his chairmanship.

All accompanied by this bright wedding ring.

He took it with him to tell everyone that she was his irreplaceable and only true love.

……

Now the wedding ring is thrown away.

Then...just keep the clothes.

This was the last time he ordered Yunjin for her, Yunjianjin, my sweetheart.

Just think about it, even though this thought is like a knife, it will cut your heart every time you see it.

She loosened her clenched fists, lifted the quilt and ran towards the door.

The injury on her foot gave off sharp pain with every lifting movement, but she felt fine, and the inexplicable joy in her heart suppressed some of the pain.

He opened the door and shouted, "Wait a minute, I bought these clothes."

Li Hyuk was the only one standing at the door.

Song Weiyu was a little panicked, and unconsciously raised his legs and chased towards the elevator. When Li He stopped her, he looked at her feet and didn't even have time to put on slippers.

"Go back! I'll chase you."