C23 The Little Guy Cried

Suddenly, her phone rang again. Chi Jingshen raised his head and looked at the table.

Wen Nuan took the opportunity to scoop two more in his bowl and quickly ran to her seat. This action was a bit too big. The soup splashed onto the back of his hand.

He knitted his brows and picked up a handkerchief at the side to wipe his hands.

Wen Nuan saw the number and her expression changed a little. This was a call from her aunt. It had been three years since she got out of her uncle's house due to her anger.

"Nuan, your uncle has a cerebral hemorrhage and is now paralyzed. Hurry up and bring back 100,000 yuan to save him. " The aunt's sharp cries immediately entered her ears.

Wen Nuan's breathing tightened. The aunt was mean but she had eaten at her uncle's house for ten years after all. The uncle liked to drink and did not care about family matters. Her aunt handled everything from the inside to the outside. It was indeed hard on her, but she was too mean.

"I don't have money. " She pursed her lips and said softly.

"What do you mean I don't have money? Your father left you two hundred thousand yuan, and now you're married to a rich man. It's been hard on us to support you all these years. You can't just watch and not care. "

"I used it up. I'm not married either. "

"Wen Nuan, why are you so heartless. . . Your uncle is really in trouble. . . " The aunt's cries were so loud that Wen Nuan's ears hurt.

"I will give it to you, I will think of a way. " She quickly hung up the phone and sat quietly for a while before getting up to clean the bowls and chopsticks.

Can you still eat?

Her uncle was the only family she had in this world that still had feelings for. She really could not sit and do nothing. If only she didn't take that money to buy a watch for Han Ting. If she went and asked for it now, she would only receive humiliation. Moreover, she didn't want to see Han Ting's face again.

She pushed the dining car outside the door, turned on the computer and started looking for a new job.

Jia Yuanqing did not want to do it anymore. Han Ting was coming to the company, so she had to make plans early.

There were many jobs, but few suitable ones. She walked around the recruitment website and did not find a good job that she liked. Chi Jingshen walked over from behind her, turned his head to look at her computer, and slowly walked to the balcony.

She rubbed her sore neck and looked at Chi Jingshen. He had been looking at the stars for the whole night. Was his neck tired? Could she find him to pay in advance?

Forget it. Looking at his cold face, what she might get might be ridicule.

She leaned on the sofa and pressed the pen cap with a click. She suddenly thought, if Jia Yuanqing had gotten the loan earlier, could he borrow some from him? That small villa was really mysterious. Whether it was reliable or not, she did not want to trick Jia Yuanqing.

"Director Chi, do you know that there is a big financial backer in Lyi Shui City?" She sat up and asked him loudly.

Chi Jingshen slightly turned his face and asked indifferently, "What, you want to change a financial backer?"

Wen Nuan gritted her teeth and laid back on the sofa.

"You are richer than me, you can exchange. " Chi Jingshen turned around and looked at her coldly.

"So what if you are rich? You can mock others however you want. " Wen Nuan's nose was sour. She whispered, "Director Chi, are we people who are not rich so easy to trample in your eyes?"

"I'm not mocking you. I'm telling the truth. " Chi Jingshen smiled and crossed his arms.

"The truth is that we are like this. " Wen Nuan blinked and said sourly, "Reincarnation is a skill. If you throw well, I throw badly. That's all. But please don't mock me in the future, and don't push me to strange places. I still have to marry in the future. "

"Get married. . . " He chewed on these two words and laughed again.

Wen Nuan really hated his laughter at this time. She glared at him, put the computer back, pulled up the thin blanket, and slept with her head covered.

When Chi Jingshen passed by her, she suddenly whispered.

"I hope there will be a very big bed in the future. I will sleep on the right side, and my husband will sleep on the left side of me. It doesn't matter even if I don't want the closet. "

"Why?" Chi Jingshen turned to look at her. The blanket covered her head so tightly that even her hair could not be seen. She supported her legs and occasionally saw her toes, which looked like white lotus seeds, crawl out from under the blanket.

Wen Nuan heard his question, but did not want to bother with him. She imagined the appearance of that person in the future. She wanted to let the person she deeply loved get close to her heart. Once he flipped over, she could hear the voice of her love for him. What was wrong with loving him once? Then she would love him again.

Or perhaps, she should leave Lyi Shui City and go to another city to take a look.

If she could successfully get the money in two months, then everything would be fine.

She put her legs down and lay down without a sound.

Chi Jingshen frowned and walked into the room.

Wen Nuan was stunned for a while and wanted to cry. She missed her father. If her father was there, her mother would not leave. Then the family would still be there. Now, in this huge world, she had become a lonely little fish. Wherever she swam, she would be lonely.

How could life be so difficult? Why didn't gold fall from the sky? Why couldn't working hard be compared to those scheming people?

She heard the sound of his door closing and pulled down the blanket. She covered her face with both hands and slightly shed some tears.

She was not a crybaby in the past. Ever since the incident with Han Ting, she felt that the sealed Crying God in her body had been released. The Crying God could constantly pour out a hundred thousand tons of tears to create a new lake.