Before she even got back to her ward, Tan Ni called, saying she would pick her up on her way to her wedding banquet over the weekend.
"How about we go shopping for formal wear a couple of days in advance?"
PR had already personally delivered the season's haute couture to Orange Garden, so there was no need for Tan Ni to specially select it. She was just worried that Meng Jiuyi wouldn't have a suitable dress for the banquet.
Meng Jiuyi quickly said that he had something to do and really couldn't go.
Tan Ni let out a disappointed "Ah".
"But I miss you so much."
It was the change of seasons in Kyushu, a time when Tan Ni was most prone to illness. Tan Yuchen had strictly forbidden her from leaving the Orange Garden. The scenery at home was enough for her to walk around all day without repeating a single view, but Tan Ni still found it very boring.
She had to beg and plead to attend this banquet.
Meng Jiuyi felt as if her heart had been poked, and suddenly felt very soft. She would always be moved by this way of expressing emotions directly.
If Tan Ni learns about Xu Yanzhi and her from someone else.
“Ni Ni”.
Tan Ni: "Hmm?"
"If I'm hiding something from you, knowing it would make you very angry?"
"Then I'll be angrier than you think. Tell me honestly what you've been hiding from me!"
Although she said she was angry, her tone was more like that of a fierce little tiger.
Meng Jiuyi couldn't help but laugh, "How about I come find you next weekend and tell you everything before you get angry?"
Several nurses ran past her into the ward. Meng Jiuyi saw that it was the room where Zhou Ting was staying. She hurriedly hung up the phone. When she went in, the doctor was helping Zhou Ting stop the bleeding. Zhou Ting on the bed had a blank look in her eyes and looked like she had lost all hope.
Meng Jiuyi only learned after asking that she had just tried to steal a syringe to commit suicide again.
She seems like a different person ever since that day she went crazy. Yesterday, she attempted suicide by cutting her wrists in her dormitory. It was Meng Jiuyi who noticed something was wrong and brought her to the hospital.
After the doctors and nurses left, Meng Jiuyi sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes cold. "If you keep doing this, I'm not going to take care of you anymore, Zhou Ting. I can't save someone who wants to die."
Zhou Ting's eyes were withered.
"You keep torturing yourself like this, only to make your loved ones suffer and your enemies rejoice. No, those people have long forgotten about you. They can turn their hands upside down in the face of power and live a very carefree life."
Meng Jiuyi said, "If you have hatred and resentment, then vent it. You can do whatever you want as long as you have all four limbs. Whatever others have hurt you in the past, you should take revenge tenfold or a hundredfold."
She remained silent.
"There are many ways to die. Jumping off a building would be the end of everything, but you should think it through. This time, I won't save you."
After Meng Jiuyi finished speaking, she stood up. Everyone has their own path, and she didn't have much time to care about others.
Before I even left the ward, a hoarse voice came from behind me.
What do you want from me?
Meng Jiuyi turned around, and Zhou Ting looked at her with cold, lifeless eyes.
"Is my experience what you're looking for?"
There is no such thing as a free lunch. This is a bloody lesson from childhood. When Zhou Ting was seven or eight years old, she thought that a windfall had fallen from the sky and that she would finally have loving parents and no longer be a helpless orphan.
Reality, however, dragged her into the abyss.
Therefore, Meng Jiuyi never let his guard down when he first approached her.
Meng Jiuyi met her gaze and nodded slightly.
Zhou Ting sat up in bed, and Meng Jiuyi, seeing that she was still weak, put a pillow behind her back.
Zhou Ting suddenly grabbed her hand.
"How about we team up? I'll help you, and you help me!"
Meng Jiuyi saw that she had broken free from her previous state of wanting to die, and her face looked like she had suffered a lot.
How would you like me to help you?
"I just overheard you on the phone. Your boss invited you to his wedding?"
Zhou Ting said, "Take me with you."
When Cen Dong made his first call, Meng Jiuyi answered it in the hospital room, thinking Zhou Ting was sleeping.
"You want to make a move at the wedding?"
Meng Jiuyi withdrew her hand and said firmly, "Impossible."
Cen Dong had never harmed her; she wouldn't be so despicable as to ruin someone else's wedding, especially since she heard it was his second wedding banquet.
Zhou Ting laughed out loud, but tears slid down her cheeks.
"You're overthinking it. I just want to see how many people there are, after all these years."
Zhou Ting had deliberately forgotten those things from back then when she was mentally unstable, because that was the only way she could survive.
Cen Dong's wedding banquet invited guests from all over the world, and there must be many old friends from back then.
Meng Jiuyi was filled with mixed feelings; she was more than just shocked.
"You mean there was more than one back then?"
Zhou Ting smiled at her and said, word by word, "Are you asking about a dozen or several dozen?"
Chairman Gao, a renowned philanthropist in China, is unknown to the public as the top floor of his company is a brothel built specifically for his philanthropy. The top two executives of his business partners frequently visit the brothel, and his secretary's notebook is filled with his schedule of meetings.
They arrived impeccably dressed and polite, but in the penthouse suite they turned into beasts, wantonly humiliating her.
At an age when she should have been enjoying a free life on campus, she was once incontinent in bed. Zhou Ting remembers most clearly the day she was being tortured when she caught the eyes of a boy spying on her. She thought she was saved and cried out for help.
But the other party came with his father, the third-in-command of the group, who was known for spoiling his wife. In order to keep his son's request a secret, he smiled and invited him to come and join them.
After hearing what he said, Meng Jiuyi's fingers were so cold they were numb, and he was so trembling that he couldn't say a word.
Zhou Ting laughed and cried at the same time, "So now you know what I went through back then, right?"
Yes, Meng Jiuyi wanted to say.
But every grievance has its perpetrator and every debt its debtor; it's wrong to vent these grievances on other unrelated people.
Meng Jiuyi will definitely not let her go.
She asked, "Does your adoptive father really have a heart condition?"
Zhou Ting chuckled, "It's all an act. What a great man it is to have a congenital disease and still insist on doing good deeds! The world would love him. He deserved to die."
Meng Jiuyi's heart pounded.
She made the right bet.
"I agree to take you there, on the condition that you don't do anything rash, and we'll cooperate in the future."
**
When a private jet lands at Kyushu Airport, there is a dedicated immigration channel, and a business vehicle drives directly to the VIP lounge to pick up passengers.
The car window rolled down, and Zhou Bo waved to her from afar. The woman took off her sunglasses, and her khaki trench coat flowed gracefully over her body, accentuating her slender waist. Her long hair fell smoothly like silk, and she swayed with every step.
"Miss Zhao is really something else, she's even got a private jet arranged."
Zhao Youxi laughed, "It's only because my dad has no schedule lately and is bored that he wouldn't have asked the captain to drive me." She opened the car door and glanced around the empty car. "Just you alone?"
"Who else do you expect to find?"
Zhao Youxi got into the car. "Cen Dong, why don't you ever come to see your ex-girlfriend?"
“Cen Dong is extremely busy, and your relationship is what you call an ex? You broke up in less than five or six days. It's like playing house with a little kid.”
When Zhao Youxi and Cen Dong got together, it shocked everyone. After all, they grew up together, sharing diapers, and no one expected that the two would develop a romantic relationship.
As it turned out, the young lady was unpredictable and dumped him in less than a week.
Zhao Youxi shrugged, enjoying the spectacle.
"How about I go and crash a wedding tonight?"
Zhou Bo said, "Miss, aren't you worried about things getting chaotic enough?"
Zhao Youxi smiled, and the car drove out of the airport.
Sunlight fell on her fair face, revealing that she had been pampered since childhood. She asked casually.
"And what about him?"
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I was going to say a few more words to bring up the sauerkraut, but I don't have time. Goodnight.
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