"Zhong Mingwei, please don't abandon me, okay?" Mei Ya cried even harder. The anger and sadness in her heart turned into shameful weakness and cowardice in front of Zhong Mingwei. "Zhong Mingwei. I know I'm not good-looking, and I don't come from a good family. And I'm... I can't read." The more Mei Ya spoke, the more she felt she was worthless, and she cried even harder. She was very sad. "But, can you please not abandon me? I... I know I'm not worthy of you. I'm not worthy of you in any way, but Zhong Mingwei, I will treat you well. I'll do whatever you ask me to do. Please don't... don't abandon me. Zhong Mingwei, I only have you. Only you..."
"Girl, I..." Zhong Mingwei's throat was sore and painful. He swallowed hard twice, trying to swallow the pain. When he spoke again, his voice was hoarse, "I only have you..."
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Pang Yi came back from feeding the horses. Before he even entered the house, he heard the noise inside and was stunned. He had been in Ningguta for quite a while, but this was the first time he saw Zhong Mingwei and Mei Ya quarreling, and the quarrel was so fierce. Pang Yi thought his ears were broken. How could a man like Zhong Mingwei, who loved his wife more than his children, be willing to quarrel with Mei Ya? And from the noise, he even heard something being thrown inside.
Pang Yi was so busy that he wanted to run in to stop the fight, but just as he reached the door, he was stopped by Gu Changlin.
"Sir, what happened to the master and the lady?" Pang Yi asked anxiously.
"Alas! Let them be!" Gu Changlin sighed and shook his head. He shook the wine pot and wine glass in his hand and said to Pang Yi, "Boy, come with me outside and have a couple of drinks."
Pang Yi was startled, then waved his hands: "No, I have to go in and take a look. The master and the mistress are arguing, I have to go and persuade them..."
"Don't get involved in this matter." Gu Changlin said as he pulled Pang Yi out without saying a word.
"Sir, why am I so angry today? I think I'm angry for a strange reason," Pang Yi asked Gu Changlin cautiously while holding a wine glass on the big rock at the door. "It's just you and me at home today. Did something go wrong?"
"Don't ask me anymore," Gu Changlin looked at the dark night and couldn't help but sigh. Then he drank the wine in the glass and said with emotion, "This burning knife is really heart-burning."
"Sir, is my master all right?" Pang Yi was not stupid. Seeing Gu Changlin hesitate to speak, he began to feel nervous. He put down his wine cup, moved closer, and asked in a low voice, "Is... is my master's leg injury recurring again?"
"Alas!" Gu Changlin sighed softly, and while filling up a glass of wine, he said, "Pang Yi, life is never smooth sailing. You may feel proud of the smooth road ahead, but you may fall into a ditch in the next moment. There is nothing you can do about it. At this time, you have to see if there is anyone who can help you." At this point, Gu Changlin paused, drank the wine in the glass, and then said in a deep voice, "But it also depends on whether you are willing to be helped by others."
Pang Yi was able to confirm that Zhong Mingwei's health was probably not good again. He was so anxious that he was like an ant on a hot pot. He suddenly grabbed Gu Changlin's hand and said, "What's wrong? How badly injured is my grandfather? Can't Mr. Lian heal me?"
Gu Changlin didn't say anything, just shook his head gently, picked up the wine jug, pulled his neck and drank all the wine in one gulp.
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