The president is committing suicide

Ding Jiaying is the little princess of the family, she always has been, she always will be.

She couldn't control her emotions in front of her parents. She felt so aggrieved that her eyes were red and tears were falling.

"As long as everyone is okay, that's good. Nothing else matters." Mother cried louder than Ding Jiaying, and her tears turned into a river.

My father has always been a man of few words. He just stood there and kept handing tissues to the two women.

Ding Jiaying cried for a while until she was tired. Her mother patted her gently until she fell asleep and then she went out with her father.

"Jiaying has lost her memory now. Does that mean the divorce we said before doesn't count?"

Father Ding's face tightened. "I thought she had grown up and become more sensible during the years she studied abroad, but she is still as willful as ever. What's wrong with Shen Cong? He's just too busy with work to spend time with her. I think you guys just like to nitpick over trivial matters."

Mother Ding said softly, "Why are you in such a hurry? Shen Cong is a good kid. Isn't the purpose of marriage to find someone who understands your well-being and cares for you? Shen Cong can make money, and our family is still short of money? Minmin is doing just as well as he is."

Mr. Ding is satisfied with his son-in-law, and even more satisfied with his daughter.

Seeing that his expression had eased, Mother Ding continued, "There's no rush to make a conclusion on this matter. I'm just discussing a countermeasure with you first. If she doesn't remember, we won't mention it. If she brings it up again after a while, we'll have to stand on our daughter's side."

Mr. Ding didn't comment and walked out holding her hand.

Ding Jiaying slept very well, and when she woke up she stretched her body and every nerve.

Although her feet cannot move yet, with her parents supporting her, Ding Jiaying feels that every minute is predictable and happy.

Unexpectedly meeting a pair of cold eyes, Ding Jiaying couldn't help but shudder.

The man who claimed to be her husband came again.

Although he was handsome and in line with her aesthetic of beauty control, for some reason, she always felt a kind of sadness that she couldn't explain. Yes, the word sadness is a bit big, a bit hypocritical, but it feels inexplicably appropriate.

Shen Cong was very bothered by the rejection in her eyes, but he couldn't help but said gently: "I'm sorry, it's my negligence. I made you suffer."

He wanted to sit down beside her bed, hesitated for a moment and then sat on a nearby chair: "You used to complain that I couldn't be with you on the anniversary. How about I be with you every day now? We can go out to sea, sail far away, climb mountains, and look at the stars in the forest..."

"..."

Ding Jiaying still didn't say anything, and slightly distanced herself from them.

Her aloofness made the remaining words choke in Shen Cong's throat, and he lowered his eyelashes to hide the trembling in his heart.

Ding Jiaying actually had a low resistance to men's beauty. Just as she was wondering how to hold back her softening heart, the door of the ward was knocked open.

A figure rushed in hurriedly, with neat shoulder-length hair, pearl earrings, a pretty face, and a pair of intimidating eyes.

Isn’t this my elder sister who is so outstanding among her peers?

Ding Jiaying cheered involuntarily in her mind! Are you calling me CEO sister now? Hold your thighs tight!

"sister?"

Ding Yumin ignored the man beside the bed and hugged Ding Jiaying into her arms: "Baby, how are you now?"

The pleasant aroma at the tip of her nose made the little man in Ding Jiaying's mind dance. With a sister, she no longer had to be afraid of Shen Cong in front of her: "Sister, it's not good at all."

Ding Yumin is a ruthless businessman, known as the Ye Emperor, and he is absolutely doting on his sister.

She continued, “If we don’t feel good, we can go home.”

"Yeah." Ding Jiaying nodded repeatedly.

"Sister. Jiaying's injuries are not suitable for movement yet, so you should just stay here and take good care of yourself. This is our own hospital, and we will do our best to help you." Shen Cong said in a low voice, with a pleading tone in his voice.

Ding Yumin had many opportunities to interact with Shen Cong, but he had never treated anyone like this.

She hugged Ding Jiaying and turned to him and said, "You go out first. I want to talk to Jiaying."

Seeing that Ding Yumin did not turn around and take Jiaying away immediately, Shen Cong immediately knew that Ding Yumin was showing mercy, so he said thank you and left the room.

"I heard you forgot a lot of things?"

"Yes. I think I should be at the graduation ceremony."

"Then you haven't forgotten that you still owe me money, right?" Ding Yumin changed the subject.

"What?" Ding Jiaying looked at her sister in shock. She was such a rich person, but she was planning to cheat a patient who had no memory.

Ding Yumin's eyes were filled with tears, but she was swaying and refused to let them fall: "You are still so stingy. I was just kidding you. Now I am rich, your sister. I can buy you anything you want, and you don't even have to wait for your parents to allocate funds."

Ding Jiaying curled her lips: "I'm not stingy. You're still as cunning as ever!"

"You are already 27 years old. Although you don't remember it, it's still a bit inappropriate to make such a childish expression." Ding Yumin's tears had decided to stop, and she began to provoke Ding Jiaying.

Ding Jiaying covered her face in panic. No way. I thought amnesia was a good thing, but who knew it would have this disadvantage. Now I am 22 years old inside, but I should be 27 years old outside. I should be a mature adult.

But how to be a mature and stable adult?

"Sister, what's my graduation gift? Is it to go to Tianshan Mountain to see the snow?"

Ding Yumin's eyes were a little sad: "No. But you wanted something else."

Ding Jiaying threw herself back into the soft pillow with a headache. How could it not be the Tianshan Mountains to see the snow? Why was this wish denied?

Before she could ask the reason, her head started to hurt uncontrollably.

"Oh, I don't remember that at all."

Ding Yumin took her hand and asked softly, "Do you know the man just now? Do you remember him?"

Ding Jiaying can't stand the doctors and nurses in the hospital referring to that man as her husband. She can't accept that she is getting married after graduating from school. She hasn't had enough of her single and free life!

Seeing her shaking her head, Ding Yumin said lovingly, "It's okay. When it comes to marriage, the most important thing is that you like it. If you don't want to live with Shen Cong, it will be easy for me to find you a better one."

My sister is really powerful. She can handle things like this for me.

"But if you change your husband, remember to delete all your past electronic black history showing off your affection."

"what?"

Ding Yumin took out his mobile phone and clicked a few times, and Ding Jiaying's account appeared. It had more than 300,000 followers and more than 100 videos and pictures.

After a quick look, they are all about the loving little wife character.

What? I’m not cut out for business. My dad told me to stay at home and my husband accompanied me to go skiing to relax.

Since I’m not good at studying, I’d better just stay at home and bask in the sun.

Fortunately, the group doesn't need me to be in charge, otherwise it would be on the verge of bankruptcy.

……

"It's alarmist! It's just a clickbait headline! It's complete nonsense! How could I have done this?" Ding Jiaying thought about it and realized that she had completed her undergraduate studies after all, so how could she be willing to just live off her parents at home?

Seeing her eyes almost popping out, Ding Yumin stretched out a finger and shook it in front of her eyes, shaking her head and saying, "You did it all."

"why?"

"In order not to rely on my parents."