An afternoon passed and night fell.
When Liu Damei came out of that door again, she was completely different from the fashionable and beautiful girl she was in the morning.
Now she has disheveled hair, messy clothes, and her whole body is covered with teeth marks of varying depths.
She cried, but not loudly like before, nor did she cry with tears in her eyes as if she was trying to please a man. Instead, she cried silently.
Several foreign businessmen who had already put on their clothes looked at Director Fu who had been waiting outside the door and smiled. They said in not very standard Mandarin, "Not bad, you are very sincere. Let's discuss the details of the cooperation tomorrow!"
When Director Fu heard that the other party was willing to give him a chance to cooperate, the smile on his face was so flattering that it made Liu Damei, who was standing next to him, feel sick.
"Okay, then I'll send a car to pick you up tomorrow!"
Several foreign businessmen smiled and nodded, "See you tomorrow!" and then closed the door.
The moment the door closed, a fishy and foul-smelling stream gushed out of Liu Damei's lower body.
"Blood, you're bleeding," Director Fu laughed, "The child is gone!"
Director Fu, who could still laugh out loud at this time, reminded Liu Damei of Niu Dali.
That poor and stupid man knelt beside her bed, grabbed her hand, cried and apologized non-stop when she had a miscarriage, and kept blaming himself for not being able to give him and his mother a home.
But at that time she just thought Niu Dali was ridiculous, because she was not pregnant with Niu Dali's child at all, but someone else's child.
As much as she laughed at Niu Dali in her heart at that time, she missed him so much now.
She missed the man whose heart and eyes were filled with Liu Damei, the man who obeyed her every word, and the man who was willing to give her all his wealth...
If she could turn back time, she wanted to live a good life with Niu Dali, cook for him and wash his clothes for him, and never beat or scold him again. He loved her so much, he should forgive her, right?
"Hurry up and take the money, go to the hospital and deal with it yourself, don't bring bad luck to me here!"
After Director Fu stuffed two hundred yuan into Liu Damei's hand, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his hands as if he had touched something dirty, and then threw the handkerchief on the ground in front of Liu Damei's hand, stepped on it again and again, and then strode away.
Liu Damei clenched the two hundred yuan in her hand and stared angrily at Director Fu's back as he left.
She covered her lower abdomen with one hand and held on to the wall with the other, walking forward with difficulty. Fortunately, she met a kind hotel waiter who sent Liu Damei to the nearest hospital for treatment.
Liu Damei's life was saved, but her uterus was severely injured, and the doctor immediately told her that she would never be able to get pregnant and become a mother again.
She lay in the quiet ward, staring at the ceiling above her head in a daze. She hated Director Fu's ruthlessness and also hated Shen Guihua's pride. If Shen Guihua hadn't caused their son to go to jail, she wouldn't have ended up in this place.
She wanted Shen Guihua dead, and she also wanted Director Fu dead. Anyone who had caused her to be in this situation must die.
Chen Guihua, who was being scolded by Liu Damei, sneezed loudly.
"Oh, who is it that is saying bad things about me behind my back again!"
Director Zhao filled a bowl of chicken soup for Shen Guihua and placed it in front of her. "Sister Guihua, those who say bad things about you behind your back are not good people. They have done too many bad things, and one day, God will take them away."
"I like to hear that, haha..." Chen Guihua took the chicken soup that Director Zhao brought over and took a big sip.
Today is a good day for Director Zhao’s food factory. Director Zhao took the employees who came to Shenzhen with him and Shen Guihua to a big hotel for dinner to celebrate.
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