Getting Married One Night

Wen Nanzhi put down the teacup in his hand. Although the wound on his waist was still aching, his heart was heavier than the pain after listening to Uncle Zhong's words.

She can't forget what Gong Shen did when he first met her. The cruel devil indulged in torturing his prey without giving it a pleasure.

In fact, perhaps her father Wen Xiang brought Gong Shen this torture of life rather than death.

She lowered her head and stared at the tea in the cup. The wind outside the window brought in a few petals, which rippled on the tea, and even her heart began to tremble.

"Uncle Zhong, can you tell me what happened to Gong Shen besides this?"

Uncle Zhong lost a mouthful of tea and his sigh was tinged with a touch of sadness.

"Your father misappropriated public funds, but put the blame on Mr. Gong's father. Overnight, the Gong family was crowded with debt collectors. Mr. Gong's grandfather had a heart attack on the spot and was sent to the hospital for a day. He always thought about Mr. Gong's father before he died, and his grandmother followed him a few days later."

I heard that Wen Nanzhi didn't know what expression to use to face uncle Zhong.

Wen Nanzhi didn't know these things, because she was not born at that time. Her mother married Wen Xiang for a long time, but she was unable to give birth. Wen Xiang was very kind to her mother in front of outsiders, but secretly disliked her mother.

Her mother also said that she thought everything would be better after pregnancy. Unexpectedly, Wen Xiang forced her mother to accept Qian Huiru who was also pregnant.

Outside the main room, she was pregnant almost for a long time, which was a joke, but her mother could only accept Qian Huiru with a smile.

Therefore, her birth was not welcomed. On the contrary, Wen yunrou hosted a banquet, which seemed to replace her as the eldest lady of the Wen family. Her mother's eyes glistened with tears every time she said this and felt sorry for her.

In fact, she was also forced to come to Wen's house. She didn't enjoy it for a day, but she had to bear the fruit of other people's sins?

Wen Nan Zhi sobbed and bowed his head, enduring the grievances and discomfort at the bottom of his heart.

Uncle Zhong took out a piece of paper and gave it to her, like a gentle elder comforting his younger generation.

She still lowered her head and quietly listened to Uncle Zhong finish the rest.

"Mr. Gong's mother is a weak woman. She doesn't know anything about business. The only thing she can think of is taking Gong Shen to ask your father for help. I still remember that it was gray that day. Their mother and son didn't come back until they went for a whole day. Mr. Gong's mother didn't say a word when she came back and said that the matter was solved. After waiting for two days, it was the news that Mr. Gong's father committed suicide. I learned that On the day of death, Mr. Gong's mother went to the prison to recognize the body. Somehow, she collapsed and took Mr. Gong to the seaside... "

"Stop it, uncle Zhong." Wen Nanzhi felt that her mouth and nose were covered by someone. The suffocation under the clamp made her unable to get rid of it. Her hand was also on her lips, trying to break off the invisible sense of oppression.

But she could only feel the trembling and cold of her palm.

"Mr. Gong was dying when he was rescued by the fishermen, and his mother always slept at the bottom of the sea, and the body could not be found. Mr. Gong lost all his close relatives in less than a month. The police sent him to his aunt, Miss Gong Mei, to take care of him. Then... Somehow he escaped, and no one knew what he went through later."

Uncle Zhong turned his head and looked out of the window. His narrowed eyes were engraved with traces of sadness. He pointed to the cherry trees outside the window. "Mr. Gong's mother likes cherry trees very much. Mr. Gong's father planted cherry trees around the house so that every window can see them. Alas..."

Finally, uncle Zhong sighed again, and his eyes began to blur with the shallow petals, dreaming of the beauty in the depths of his memory.

Wen Nanzhi also looked out of the window along uncle Zhong's eyes. The falling petals were covered layer by layer, just like people's memory was hidden in time.

Uncle Zhong got up and picked up the teapot. "The tea is cold. Miss Nanzhi, you should rest early."

"Uncle Zhong..." Wennan Zhining choked, "I'm sorry."

"Miss Nanzhi, it's good for you to have this heart, but don't show such a compassionate look in front of a person blinded by hatred. He will think it's ridicule." Uncle Zhong reminded.

Wen Nan Zhi blinked and nodded.

After uncle Zhong left, Wen Nanzhi looked at the cherry tree outside the window for a long time, until it was clear that the wound and face were full of pain. She still stared out of the window.

Until it was dark, she retracted into the quilt and gathered a little warmth.

Her eyes flickered in the dark, and the corners of her eyes rolled wet. She couldn't find her mother and hurt Zhou Jin. Now she is also fighting alone.

Lin Wanxin, who could not distinguish between good and evil, and a palace that hated everyone in the Wen family, Wen Nanzhi felt that there was not only darkness, but also endless ice.

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Wen Nanzhi, who slept all night, was dragged up by the maid early in the morning. It was only four o'clock.

"Mr. Gong told us to let you tidy up secretary Lin's room before 9 o'clock. During secretary Lin's recovery, she will be served by you, okay? Miss Wen!" the maid smiled sarcastically and deliberately increased Miss Wen's name.

Wen Nan Zhi stood upright, and the wound on her waist was pulled so that her heart was flustered, and her eyes were black.

She immediately stabilized her body, and the sweat on her back came out, and the hair stood up.

Unspeakably uncomfortable, let her unconsciously touch her forehead, a little fever.

"I took the medicine and went."

Wen Nanzhi took out the medicine box given to her by Uncle Zhong from the side and just took out the fever medicine from it. The maid grabbed the whole medicine box directly.

"The Gong family has a clear reward and punishment. You have made the move of running away with men, and you still have the face to sleep and take medicine? If secretary Lin is not satisfied today, you don't want to eat. Carry it yourself!"

The maid took the medicine box and went out, completely ignoring that Wen Nanzhi was also injured.

Wen Nanzhi can only support his body out of the room. A plastic bucket has been put at the door, with mops and rags inside.

She covered her wound and slowly went upstairs. The maid upstairs showed her a room door.

When she opened the door of the room, the whole person was stunned. It should have been uninhabited for a long time, covered with white cloth and a thick layer of ash on the ground.

"This is the room with the best view on the second floor. Mr. Gong doesn't like to live for those women, but secretary Lin is different, so Mr. Gong told you to clean up immediately and immediately!" the maid on the second floor said that she was choked and fanned to raise dust.

"OK." Wen Nan Zhi nodded weakly.

The maid looked at Wen Nanzhi, smiled and ran away.

When Wen Nanzhi took out the mop, she found that the mop was broken, so she had to wipe the floor on her knees in the whole room.

Remembering the maid's smile just now, I knew that all this was their prank.

Wen Nanzhi picked up a bucket of water. When she reached out to carry it, she was involved in the wound on her waist. The bucket in her hand hurt so much that it fell off and hit the ground.

"What are you doing? I told you, I've just cleaned it. If you get me some water, the solid wood floor will be damp! Wipe it quickly!" the maid stretched out her hand and tried to poke Wennan orange.

Wen Nanzhi dodged and avoided the maid's hand, "don't touch me."

Her body may fall at any time, but she is afraid that Gong Shen will find a more vicious way to punish her after she falls.

"Oh, I really think I'm the eldest lady. You're just an object that the Wen family doesn't want and sends to plead guilty." the maid shouted.

"What are you doing? Don't you have to do anything?" Uncle Zhong came over. "Just explain what Mr. Gong said clearly. If you don't need your advice, do something."

The maid dispersed because she was afraid of Uncle Zhong.

Uncle Zhong helped Wennan Zhizhi up, "go back and have a rest, and I'll help you do it."

"Uncle Zhong, you can only help me for a while. You can't help me for a lifetime." Wen Nanzhi shook his head and tightened the dishcloth full of water in his hand. "If I don't do it today, Mr. Gong will only be more angry."

"I'll help you clean the water here. You clean the room. I'll help you put the food in the room. Don't forget to eat." Uncle Zhong whispered, so he went to find a mop and helped Wen Nanzhi dry the scattered water.

Wen Nanzhi took the mop in Uncle Zhong's hand and was very grateful. Then she returned to the room and continued to clean up the room.

From more than four o'clock to eight o'clock, she finally cleaned the room. In order not to let Gong Shen pick out problems, she also checked them all.

When Wen Nanzhi stood at the door to observe the room, he couldn't help being envious. Except for the study on the second floor, there is only this bedroom on the whole second floor. It has the best location, spacious room, a heavy color big bed, supporting bathroom and connected balcony. Outside the balcony, you can have a panoramic view of the whole garden.

Gong Shen is serious about Lin Wanxin.

The wound on Wennan Zhiqi's waist is getting more and more painful, and the virtual sweat on his back has dried out several times.

She covered her wound and went downstairs. When she walked to the room, she saw the maid coming out of her room with the plate prepared for her by Uncle Zhong in her hand.

The maid shook the plate in her hand and left with a smile.

Wen Nanzhi walked into the room and found that there was only a white steamed bread on the ground. She sighed slightly, covered her waist and sat down. She stuffed the steamed bread into her mouth with warm water.

Soon there was a lively footsteps outside. It should be gong Shen who came back with Lin Wanxin.

Wen Nan Zhi leaned against the pillow and felt that breathing would make the wound painful.

However, Gong Shen didn't let her go. The maid of the Gong family directly broke into her room, dragged her out and dragged her all the way to the second floor.

Before I saw anyone, I heard Lin Wanxin's violent cough.

When Wen Nanzhi was dragged to Lin Wanxin, Lin Wanxin's face turned red, as if it was difficult to breathe, and he kept covering his mouth and coughing violently.

"It must be that she didn't clean up. It's all ash that makes secretary Lin cough. It's also easy to cause wound infection." the maid blamed Wen Nanzhi.

Lin Wanxin coughed twice and said, "no, Nanzhi won't hurt me."

Wen Nan Zhi bites his lips without saying a word.