The emperor's sweet wife

Chapter 841 Defeat one by one
Chapter 943 Defeat one by one
Her father smiled cheerfully.

He raised his hand and gently rubbed his daughter's hair, "Dad is fine, Dad can still work!"

Pointing to the electric welding tools in the yard, he said with an open-minded smile, "Dad is in good health. Are you hungry? Eat quickly, and do your homework later."

Mo Qinghan's heart ached so much that her tears fell like heavy ice, making her unable to lift her head.

Ye Chen finally understood why she climbed up to the 25th floor to beg him without fear of death...

At this time, Mo Qinghan said again: "Go to the hospital first, don't worry about eating."

Her father's disease, once the dialysis is stopped, can only live for 20 days at most!
money!Dad needs money!She wants to make money to see a doctor for her father!

She wants a lot of money!
But... where can I get so much money? The money for dialysis can still be earned, and the money for kidney replacement, what should I do?

Ye Chen accompanied them to the hospital, Mo Qinghan went to pay the money, and his father entered the operating room.

"Aren't you going home?" Mo Qinghan raised his head and stared at him, "Thank you so much today."

Ye Chen was thinking about things all the time, he didn't notice what she was talking about.Swiping his phone in his hand, he turned to the name of an advertiser.

This company has already blacklisted him... because he broke the contract without reason before, so the other party has been unable to find a suitable person to shoot the advertisement.

Ye Chen sent the advertiser's business card to the assistant, asking him to contact the advertiser, saying that he was willing to shoot advertisements for them, and he didn't need to get paid, and he would also pay liquidated damages. His condition was: to bring a newcomer.

Seeing that he was absent-minded, Mo Qinghan didn't listen to what she was saying at all, so he walked to the chair next to him and sat down with a little discomfort.

Early the next morning, the assistant called and said: "The advertiser is very happy, and the advertisement can be shot at any time."

Ye Chen asked him: "How much did you talk about for the newcomer's salary?"

The assistant said: "Although you are a newcomer, the advertisers are still full of sincerity to cooperate with you. The price they give to the newcomer is 200 million."

"Enough," Ye Chen said, "The day after tomorrow is the weekend, let's start shooting in the morning of the day after tomorrow, and let them pay half of the money first."

After Ye Chen finished his work, he rode his bicycle to school again. Now he is enjoying this state more and more.

When he walked into the classroom, he saw Mo Qinghan writing, writing, writing there again.

Ye Chen really finds it strange, what does this girl write there every day?
He walked around behind her from the other side of the classroom and saw an envelope in her desk with the name of a magazine written on it.

She wrapped her arms around the manuscript paper, and some words were exposed on the manuscript paper.

Ye Chen looked carefully, she was writing the "Preface" for a magazine called "Flower Rainy Season".

She titled the preface "Solitude."

The main thing is that many people say that they are lonely, but no one thinks that we live in this world where there are people within an average of [-] meters, so it is impossible to have real loneliness.

Of course, in addition to physical and mental loneliness, there is also spiritual loneliness.

However, no one has ever thought that when you feel spiritually lonely, you still have thoughts, and the thoughts accompany you, so you are not really lonely.

Since there is no real loneliness, we can't complain about ourselves, and we can't talk about loneliness. We should integrate into life, face the gloom, and be optimistic and positive.

Ye Chen glanced at her. Although the tone of this short article was slightly gray, there was positive courage in every line.

Ye Chen stared at her deeply for a moment, until the class bell rang.Pretending he didn't see anything, he bumped her chair and motioned for him to go in.

Mo Qinghan turned her head and saw her tall and straight deskmate standing next to her. She turned a page of the manuscript with a blushing face, and then stood up to make room for him.

The self-study started early, and the other students were reviewing their homework, only Mo Qinghan was revising the preface over and over again.

She revised it for a long time, carefully considering every word, and she didn't finalize the draft until the end of early self-study, but she didn't change a word at all.

She attached great importance to this article and devoted a lot of effort to it.If this article can be published, she can get 1000 yuan in royalties.

"Rainy Season of Flowers" has a lot of readers, and their classmates like to read this magazine very much, and almost everyone has a copy of it.

She very much hopes that there is a little girl in this world who has the same experience as her, can read this article, and maybe, like her, she will get out of the shackles of her heart.

Face life well.

After finishing this article, she stuffed the manuscript paper into the envelope and started writing prose again.

Ye Chen rested his chin all day long, staring at her letter paper.She has a habit when writing. She likes to bite her lower lip. The cherry red lip made her bit blue, but she didn't notice it, and she still focused on writing.

Her small face is very beautiful, her skin is fair and transparent.But her thin cheeks made her look fragile.

She has a pair of delicate eyes, which are as bright as black grapes, and her delicate little nose is often wrinkled because of thinking about plots. Every time this happens, she bites her lips even harder.

Ye Chen moved his gaze from her cheeks to her manuscript paper, and he scanned to her beginning, "In the deep night, turn the desk lamp to the weakest."

"Close your eyes and just think about it. Thinking about it."

"..."

"Loneliness is everywhere. Living alone is like this. There is unlimited freedom, but it's horribly cold. It's chilling."

"When the hand touched the black stoneware cup, the tray trembled slightly, as if talking. He hesitated to speak. I used it to make coffee before, and the aroma remained..."

"..."

What is this stuff?Ye Chen was shocked by the sourness, the little girl now is really amazing... This bright sadness is really creepy.

When it was time to leave school, Ye Chen asked her: "Are you writing this to contribute?"

Mo Qinghan seemed to be caught by someone's pigtails, and quickly put the manuscript paper into the desk.She arrogantly raised her eyebrows and looked at this "ignorant tablemate".

Seeing her like that, Ye Chen really thought it was cute.He smiled and praised her: "It's well written."

Mo Qinghan blushed when he said that.

He also saw the situation at her house yesterday. She really didn't want to go to a place like a bar, but the manuscript fee would take a month to get...

Her dad's dialysis three days later and still doesn't know what to do...

Now she can especially understand that sentence: "A penny will kill a hero." Although she is not a hero, the difficulty of not having money is really as uncomfortable as a knife.

Ye Chen stared at her and said, "I can post it for you. When I go home, I just pass by the post office, so I will post it for you."

Mo Qinghan didn't object, and solemnly thanked her.Her family's computer was sold, and now she really doesn't even have the money to buy stamps. Now that someone is willing to help her, she really thinks that her deskmate is unprecedentedly... handsome.

(End of this chapter)