The ring passed through Zhengsheng's body, drew a perfect arc, and fell to the concrete floor with a ding-dong sound.
Zheng Sheng was in no mood to bother with the ring. He simply stood there, listening intently to Qing Ke's angry words. No one had ever looked down on him like this before. It was Qing Ke who had made him understand that there was always someone better than you.
Qing Ke finished her words with a frown on her face, then turned and left triumphantly. After scolding Zheng Sheng, she felt much better and her breathing became much smoother.
Zheng Sheng stood there stupidly, looking at the diamond ring on the ground that was shining brightly under the sunlight, and he felt mixed emotions.
Is it really my fault? Am I really a coward?
He was so confused that he didn't know whether what he was doing was right.
The next day, Zheng Sheng and Qing Ke's engagement was reported in newspapers, magazines, and news. The marriage of these two business giants in JY County caused a sensation in the entire JY County.
After such a long period of recuperation, Wencai has basically recovered. He has been discharged from the hospital and returned home to recuperate.
During his hospitalization, Shumei took care of him wholeheartedly and meticulously. This made it even harder for Wencai to ask Shumei to leave.
Early that morning, the newspaper delivery man brought the newspaper. Shumei took the newspaper as usual and prepared to give it to Wencai to take in.
Every morning after breakfast, Wencai had the habit of reading the newspaper. His foot injury slowed him down, but it couldn't hold his heart back. He still believed in the old saying, "A scholar knows everything about the world without leaving home," and he kept up with the world's happenings, big and small, through newspapers, television, and magazines.
Shumei grabbed the newspaper and folded it back, but suddenly a face on the newspaper made her stop.
It was a large photo that took up one-third of a newspaper. The people in the photo were none other than Qing Ke and Zheng Sheng, and it was indeed the scene of them exchanging engagement rings.
Shumei unfolded the newspaper and read the headline word for word, "Two of the county's business tycoons are marrying. A talented man and a beautiful woman, a match made in heaven."
How could this happen? It's only been a short time. How could they be married already? What about Wencai? No, Wencai must not see this. He's finally feeling better these past two days, but he can't handle this kind of blow.
She muttered to herself, spinning around anxiously.
What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?
After a moment, she stopped wandering, hurriedly pulled out the newspaper, crumpled it up and stuffed it into her pocket. Then she patted her chest, took a deep breath to calm herself down, and then pretended to be calm and walked into the house.
She walked into the house, said nothing, handed the newspaper to Wencai who was sitting on the sofa, and quickly turned and left.
Wencai opened the newspaper and didn't see the front page. He flipped through it hastily and counted the number of pages. Only then did he confirm that one page was indeed missing.
"Shumei, Shumei, why is there one missing?"
Before Shumei had time to destroy the newspaper, she heard Wencai's loud shout.
She had no choice but to put the newspaper back into her pocket and walked out of the kitchen trembling. She stammered, feeling guilty, "I don't know. Did the delivery man miss one?"
Wencai replied firmly, "Impossible! Lao Wang has been delivering newspapers to me for four years and has never made a mistake. I know him. He is a very responsible person. Before handing the newspaper to the customer service, he will double-check before sending it."
Hearing Wencai say this, Shumei became even more nervous. She racked her brains to think of a response, "This—the ancients said that even the wisest man can make mistakes. Doesn't a horse also stumble sometimes? How much more so a human?"
Wencai thought about it and felt that what Shumei said made sense. He flipped through the newspaper in his hand, looking thoughtful.
Wencai didn't say anything. Shumei thought she had fooled him. Just as she was about to turn around, Wencai suddenly picked up the phone next to the sofa, took out the phone book from the drawer, and flipped through the pages to find someone's phone number.
Shumei couldn't help but say, "Wencai, who are you going to call?"
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