Chapter 167 The two elders reaped what they sowed
"Jiuzhen, you're awake..."
Ling Huanwu's vision blurred, and tears instantly streamed down her face.
She opened her arms to hug the man in front of her, but found her eyelids were so heavy they were about to fall open, and she couldn't open them no matter what she did. Her legs gave way and she fainted.
Zhao Jingxiang reached out and steadily caught the woman who was about to fall to the ground, picked her up horizontally, and placed her next to Zhou Jiuzhen's bed in the room.
The small office, filled with the fresh scent of oranges, was kept neat and tidy.
Zhou Jiuzhen was also tidied up, with even his hair combed neatly. He lay quietly on the warm, made-up bed, looking rosy and at ease.
Zhao Jingxiang stood by the bed, looking at him calmly, chatting with him as they used to when they were children. "Ergou, you're really lucky. Even if you become a vegetable, you still have people taking care of you. Unlike me, I've been with my parents for so many years, and they still won't even look at me."
He reached out and patted Zhou Jiuzhen, who was lying on the bed unresponsive. A hint of pain flashed in his calm eyes as he said to him earnestly, "I'm giving your parents back to you now. How about you give me this woman?"
"Didn't you say you didn't want to take things from me when we were little? So why do you keep taking things from me?"
Why aren't you answering? Are you reluctant to part with this woman?
In the flickering lamplight, Zhao Jingxiang, his face grim, slowly approached him, his smile sinister and eerie. "Perfect. Today, I'll show you what it feels like to lose your loved one!"
Seeing Zhou Jiuzhen's unresponsive face, Zhao Jingxiang climbed onto the bed and, in front of Zhou Jiuzhen, tore open Ling Huanwu's outer garment.
When the woman fainted, her hairband fell off, and now her long, black hair was spread out on the pillow, making her face appear even more delicate and beautiful in the flickering candlelight.
Compared to the plump woman of a year ago, she now looks even more charming and alluring with her slimmer figure.
Even though he was emotionally detached, at this moment he felt his blood surging in his chest, and his fingers trembled as they touched the rolled-up edge of her sweater.
Because she had no experience, the sweater got stuck in her chest and she couldn't take it off.
With a "rip".
The sweater was torn into two pieces from bottom to top.
Zhao Jingxiang's head exploded with a loud bang, and the beast hidden deep in his eyes was completely unleashed at this moment.
He gently stroked the woman's jade-like face, his voice hoarse and almost breathless, "Ling Huanwu, from tonight onwards you will be my wife!"
The man lying motionless on the inside of the bed had his eyelids twitching wildly. His chest, which had been rising and falling slightly, was now heaving violently. His well-defined knuckles, hanging by his side, trembled and gradually tightened...
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In the family compound.
Zhou Shuyao packed his luggage and sat at home, watching his three children squatting in the corner, laughing and playing with ants. His lifeless eyes reddened again and again.
Wang Guihua stood to the side, watching the children wipe away her tears.
She truly loves her three children.
She practically raised the triplets, and now that they're going to Hong Kong with her, she doesn't know when she'll see them again.
When Zhou Shuyao looked up at his mother, his eyes were full of confusion. "Mother, why won't you come with me? I'm your biological son. Don't you really care about the son you adopted?"
In her previous life, her mother also abandoned him and her child and came to the island to take care of Zhou Jiuzhen. In this life, even though he told her that a once-in-a-century storm surge would soon occur here, she still chose to stay by her elder brother's side.
He couldn't understand it at all. When he thought of Ling Huanwu, who was determined to stay by Zhou Jiuzhen's side, he felt a chill run down his spine, and tears welled up in his eyes.
“Yao, no matter if there is a storm surge, I have to stay. Jiuzhen is still not awake, and Huanwu is busy with the cooperative. She can’t handle it, so I have to stay and help.”
Wang Guihua took out a handkerchief from the inside pocket of her clothes and carefully unfolded it.
Ling Huan and Song Yaoyao, who were standing to the side pretending to pack their luggage, both craned their necks, wanting to see how much money she was going to give her son as travel expenses to Hong Kong.
Inside the handkerchief was a neatly folded stack of large black crosses.
Wang Guihua counted them and was about to stuff them into Zhou Jiuzhen's hand when Song Yaoyao snatched them away.
Song Yaoyao counted the money in her hand, and her face darkened after she finished. "Wang Guihua, you've saved up for so many years, and this is all you've saved? This little bit of money isn't even enough for our whole family to use connections to go to Hong Kong. Are you planning to give the rest of the money to Ling Huanwu? What kind of mother in this world is like you, who doesn't love her own son but favors her adopted son?"
Ling's parents chimed in, "That's right, what kind of clueless old people wouldn't help their own son take care of his child, but instead fawn over their adopted son by cleaning up his bodily waste..."
"Aren't you two the ones?"
Wang Guihua snatched the money back from Song Yaoyao's hand and coldly interrupted Ling's parents before they could finish speaking, "You two don't love your own daughter, but instead favor your adopted daughter, and even made your own daughter take the blame for your adopted daughter. Aren't you just clueless old people!"
"Oh, right, you two are even worse than me. At least I won't push Shuyao out to suffer. You two are just blind to everything!"
A few words left Ling's parents speechless, their faces ashen, their lips trembling as they couldn't utter a single word for a long time.
Wang Guihua, however, had no intention of letting the two off the hook, and continued, "You don't actually plan for your precious adopted daughter to take you to Hong Kong to live with you in your old age, do you?"
"Stop daydreaming! It costs fifty yuan per person to go to Hong Kong to find a smuggler. Do you think your adopted daughter, who's more cunning than a honeycomb briquette, would take you there? I think you should wake up and get your remaining pension money back, or you'll have nowhere to cry!"
Ling's father was furious. He pointed at Wang Guihua and cursed, "What nonsense are you spouting? Our Yaoyao is very filial. How could she take our money and then abandon us!"
"That's right, our Yaoyao said she would take care of us and give us a good life in our old age. You're just jealous of how filial our Yaoyao is. You had two sons, one paralyzed and one deceased, and no one will take care of you in your old age. You're just jealous!"
Hearing their self-righteous ideas, Wang Guihua suddenly laughed and looked at Song Yaoyao, "Then go ask her if she has arranged for you two to be taken to Hong Kong by a smuggler?"
Upon hearing this, Ling's parents both looked at Song Yaoyao and blurted out, "Yaoyao, we gave you all our savings of five hundred yuan. Did you book boat tickets for us?"
Their eyes were full of hope and expectation, but Song Yaoyao didn't dare to look them in the eye. Her gaze wandered as she said, "Mother, how could I do that? It's just that the smuggler was asking for too much. Our family of five, after paying for the boat fare, still has a little money left to rent a place in Hong Kong..."
With a loud "boom," Ling's parents were struck as if by lightning, and they swayed as if they were about to fall over.
Zhou Shuyao was annoyed by the noise from these people, so he quietly took two hundred yuan from Song Yaoyao's drawer and went to the cooperative where Ling Huanwu worked, intending to say goodbye to her before leaving.
He lingered at the entrance of the cooperative, never daring to step inside.
But he was completely unaware of it.
In the office, after Zhao Jingxiang was shocked to remove the third pair of thermal underwear from the woman on the bed, his expression gradually changed to excitement.
For a very long time, he, who was emotionally detached, had never felt such abundant emotions and needs.
His hands trembled as he reached for the last pair of thermal underwear she was wearing. Just as his trembling fingers touched the elastic band around her waist, a hand suddenly reached out from the side and grabbed his wrist...
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