Chen Shuning wasn't sure whether to call herself lucky or unlucky.
Her misfortune was that, having had a stable job and a prosperous life, she lost her life in a fire at a newly opened la...
Brother Dong kindly reminded me that no one was staying in the new house. Don't even mention you; even Lingling is going to squeeze into the front yard tonight. She didn't say anything about Lingling's house, so why are you, a mere guest, making such a fuss?"
"In the end, you just think I'm in your way. Fine, I'll leave." Wiping away her tears, Wang Wenfang pushed aside Wang Wenqi, who was blocking her way, and got off the ground.
When he walked up to Zhong Lingling, he glared at her fiercely and said through gritted teeth, "Zhong Lingling, don't be so smug. Although you and I have a marriage certificate, my parents don't know about this marriage yet. You're treating me like this now. When I meet my parents, I will definitely tell them. I don't know if you will be able to enter my family then."
After saying that, he deliberately shoved Zhong Lingling aside and ran out.
Caught off guard, Zhong Lingling stumbled and hit the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) when she was bumped by her, and a sharp pain shot through her waist instantly.
However, what frightened her more than the pain in her waist was what Wang Wenfang said before she left. It turned out that Wenqi's parents had ended up being sent to a farm because of her father's framing.
There are no truly secrets in this world. She had originally thought that if she treated Wenqi and Wenfang as well as she could, in case Uncle and Aunt Wang found out about that matter in the future, perhaps they would forgive her father a little because of how good she had been to the Wang siblings.
But how did things turn out like this? She had clearly tried her best, so why was Wenfang still not satisfied? She really didn't know what went wrong that made Wenfang, who used to have a good relationship with her, so critical of her.
The more she thought about it, the sadder she felt. It was as if a huge stone was stuck in her heart, making it difficult to breathe. In addition, the pain in her waist made Zhong Lingling's face look frighteningly pale. She lay on the kang (a heated brick bed) and didn't want to move at all.