Mrs. President is very low-key

Chapter 335

"Why didn't you do what I said?" Mo asked, looking at me all the way.

I was speechless. Mr. Dong did not show up, and all the reports became empty papers. Fang Ziqing was charged with the crime of "disturbing public order", fined and detained.

"You made a deal with Fang Ziqing, didn't you?" His bloodshot eyes looked at me, as if they were also full of hatred.

He seemed to suspect that I had made some improper deal with Fang Ziqing, so after returning home from the procuratorate, he treated me extraordinarily coldly.

He doesn't care about company affairs or family affairs, and I don't know what he is thinking?He didn't tell me, and he didn't even want to say a word to me.

Even if we are lying on the same bed, we are still in the same bed, we are far away from each other, leaning against the edge of the bed, with our backs facing each other, which makes me feel empty behind.

"All the way, are you asleep?" After all, I couldn't help calling him, but I didn't respond.

I moved in his direction and said, "I know you're not asleep? Why are you doing this to me? Everything I did was to save you. I don't want you to go to jail. I'm afraid you're going to jail. I'm afraid you're in jail." What suffering in prison? I am even more afraid of the days without you by my side."

He suddenly became irritable, and suddenly turned over and pressed my body and asked: "So, in your eyes, I am not as good as Fang Ziqing. I can't play him. The only time I felt that I had knocked him down hard, but I didn't." Thinking it's such a big game? In your eyes, I've already lost to him, and if you don't beg him, I won't be able to get out, right?"

"Is such a win or loss really that important?" I don't quite understand his anger?
He asked me back, "Is it really not important?"

"At least you beat me..."

"Did I win you? Did you say I won? Didn't you admit that you loved him?"

"But I love you more..."

Hearing this, he hated me even more, pushed me away fiercely and said, "Your word 'more' is a kind of humiliation to me."

He got up and left the room, and we didn't have sex for a long time.

With the passage of time, with the help of Lin's Group and Qiao's Group, everything in the company has returned to normal, and the family has slowly returned to normal.

The police also caught the four bodyguards who killed Uncle Fu. They said they took things from the Lu family because they were worried that the Lu family would go bankrupt and could not pay their company. They killed Uncle Fu by mistake and fled because they were afraid. After the trial, they were judged as manslaughter. , The heaviest responsible person will be sentenced to 30 years in prison, and other accomplices will be sentenced to 5-15 years.

The Lu family gave a sum of money to Aunt Fu and their children as condolence money.

However, these are not things that I should worry about. What I have the most headache is, how can I pull out the thorn in Mo Yilu's heart?
Actually, I think the person who should be more angry is me?I threatened Fang Ziqing with my own life to save you, but you received such cold treatment?
And then humbly try to make you happy?Carefully take care of your mood?
It turns out that there are so many things lying sideways in love?
Maybe, there is no love for a long time, it's just a habit, I, Xu Nanfeng, have been used to love all the way, if one day I don't love, then I hate, if, if I don't hate, then continue to love, right?

In short, there is still no way to get used to the life without Mo Lu, just like the six blank years, even if someone walks in, they can't take his place.

Assuming Lu Tianyu didn't let me find similarities with Mo Yiyi again and again, would I be able to let him approach me?

On the day Fang Ziqing came out of the detention center, Mo was not at home all the way, and he was not at home without any explanation. This made me panic, I was afraid, and he went to find Fang Ziqing.

What would it be like if they met again?

He just came back at night, so it’s not easy for me to ask him. After all, we haven’t talked normally for a long time. At the dinner table, you eat yours and I eat mine. We don’t even have the most basic communication, but it’s like each other There is a tacit understanding between them.

On the bed, you sleep in yours, and I sleep in mine. They don't communicate with each other, and they don't affect each other. They have different dreams in the same bed, but they seem to sleep very comfortably.

"Nanfeng, I have something to discuss with you..." After dinner, he put down his chopsticks and said solemnly, "Shall we leave Nancheng? Fang Ziqing is an amazing entrepreneur, and it will be better if you give him the Lu family." the development of...

And I also remember that Fang Ziqing said that the real Lu Tianyu said that all his suffering came from this family business, and if one day he took over the Lu Group, he would donate all the family business.

Let's fulfill his dream and donate everything we have to those who need money more. Do you believe that I can support you and make you live well with my own ability? "

I smiled wisely for no reason, of course I believe that it's not that you use your skills to make my life better, but that my life is already beautiful with your presence.

"My God, I thank you for the nursing home, the orphanage, the drug rehabilitation center, the Cross Society and other public welfare organizations. Who would have thought that you would have such a heart at such a young age?"

Lawyer Zhang looked at the document we just signed and said gratefully.

I said: "However, we have a small request, that is, I will give the ownership of this house to my nephew Lu Jiaying. If he grows up and wants to take back the house, the government must return it to him without reason. This is the house of the Lu family, which has been lived in by three generations of the Lu family, and it should be inherited by someone surnamed Lu."

We dismissed the servants, left the Lu family, and donated all the wealth we could, but kept some special things, such as our wedding rings, the handicrafts left by Tianya, and Ying Everything left behind.

Mo twisted the suitcase all the way and put it in the trunk of the car. When he looked up, Fang Ziqing was standing in front of him. He asked, "Where are you going?"

"Anyang..."

"Why? Why did you leave? Are you avoiding me? The world is so big, I want to find you, can you hide?"

Mo Yiyi shook his head and said with a smile: "We just want to live an ordinary life that originally belonged to us. The resources in big cities are already full. If we go to small towns, our talents may be more prominent. Besides, Anyang is also a good place. The place."

"What if I don't agree?"

I walked out with a package of things and saw them confronting each other.

Fang Ziqing shouted: "Let me tell you, no matter where you go, you can't get rid of me. I will still appear in your world regularly, interrupting your happiness once in a while, and I won't make your life so easy."

We returned to Anyang, but we couldn't find a job. Mo wanted to find a lawyer major all the way, and I wanted to find a school to teach, but after the interview, I couldn't get a job.

We even had trouble renting a house, even though our price was three times higher than the market price. In the end, we found a small alley. There is no heating in winter, and we need to burn the stove. We need to get up in the middle of the night to add coal, otherwise we will be woken up by freezing .

When spring came, we planted a row of ivy under the wall of the yard, and it didn't take long for it to climb the wall.

We also raised a lot of flowers, and occasionally went to the nearby river to pick up a lot of beautiful and exquisite stones, and repaired this house that no one else wanted to rent.

Bit by bit, we turned it into our own home. During the day, we worked as volunteers in a nearby public welfare organization. At night, I would publish articles on the Internet, and he would provide legal knowledge to those who wanted a lawyer to help.

Salt, rice, oil and salt are not so important, as long as you have enough to eat, you don’t have to pay so much attention to where you live, as long as you have a tile on your head to cover the sun and an inch of land to stand on.

Away from the prosperity of the city, but also away from the smoke of the city.

Days, on the contrary, are getting more comfortable day by day.

In summer, the yard is full of flowers, and it happens to be summer vacation. The children love to come to our house to play. They all seem to be the incarnation of our Yinger. We feel very happy when we play with them.

In the autumn, we all found jobs. I worked as a Chinese teacher in a middle school, and Mo Yiyi worked as a lawyer in a firm. Although there were not many cases in small towns, it didn’t mean that there were no cases. After a few lawsuits, it seemed that they became famous again. Li Wan.

It is said that there is a lawyer Lu in this alley, with an iron mouth and silver teeth, and he is invincible.

In winter, it snows very early here. From the first snow to the beginning of spring, it is almost icy and snowy for more than two months, so you have to wear thick clothes when you go out.

The Chinese New Year is almost here, and the migrant workers are returning to small towns for the New Year. The streets are bustling like never before.

We are all on annual leave, and there is nothing to do at home, so Mo said all the way: "Let's write Spring Festival couplets!"

I said: "Then I have to find a platform, cut red paper, and prepare pens, inks, papers and inkstones?"

He shook his head and said: "Hey, didn't you say that those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black? Why are you still so stupid after following me for so many years?
During Chinese New Year, people often write Spring Festival couplets outside. We used to help them write, wouldn’t it be good?Great writer, with your talent, it is not difficult to make a few Spring Festival couplets. "

"Spring is coming and the land is full of flowers..."

"All the way the south wind warms the world..."

"Hengpi: All things grow, good connections, good connections...."

The onlookers gradually dispersed, and there was only one person standing there with a stalwart body, and said with a smile: "You guys make it easy for me to find...".

Not seen for more than a year, Fang Ziqing is still the same, Mo Yiyi smiled and said: "Long time no see...".

Fang Ziqing didn't pay much attention to him, but asked me: "Mrs. Lu, do you think my life is longer, or your husband's? It doesn't matter, I can wait for him to die...".

After saying that, he left, the luxury car on the opposite side was waiting for him, and the bodyguards used several cars for the trip.

In the past year or so, under his management, the Lu family has improved to a higher level.

I said helplessly: "The axioms of this world are still so ambiguous, and karma seems to be a nonsense. Otherwise, how could he live so happily?"

Mo smiled disapprovingly all the way, dipped in ink, and wrote with his left and right hands at the same time: There is no prosperity or failure in the green mountains and mountains, and there is no honor or disgrace in the beautiful water and misty waves.

As I wrote, I said: "Hengpi, heaven and earth."

Mo looked at Fang Ziqing's passing car all the way and said, "To not love him is the greatest punishment for him."

I followed his gaze, but I no longer saw the luxury car, but a few talking and laughing college students came into view, and I seemed to have returned to our college days.

At that time, there was mother, uncle, Qiao Chu, and Xiao Le...

When the cold wind blew, I felt my stomach turn over. I quickly covered my mouth and retched a bit. Mo Lulu asked, "What's the matter? Are you sick? I want you to stop kicking the quilt at night."

I looked at him, and couldn't help sighing: "Hey, 'near Zhuzhechi' is useless, but 'near inkzhehei' is effective. After all these years with me, a stupid woman, your IQ is getting lower and lower. .”

He asked a little happily: "Have you got it?"

But I didn't know that he had written the child's name on the red paper - Qiao Tianci.

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