Ji Ling's face was still hot.

She knew she had to figure out how to say what she wanted to say right away.

After all, it was she who just grabbed Zhu Weidong and said she wanted to ask him for something.

Mustering her courage, Ji Ling exhaled, "Wei Fan is Chen Jingming's uncle. You are a relative of the Chen family, so you should have known this a long time ago."

"That was my grandfather's student," Zhu Weidong explained.

Ji Ling was relieved after hearing this and told him what she had analyzed today, "So now it seems that they want to get my university admission letter."

Zhu Weidong was silent for a moment, then stood up and said, "I understand."

Ji Ling bit her lip and shouted at Zhu Weidong's back, "Will you take action against the Chen family?"

Zhu Weidong didn't look back, paused, and strode away.

The Zhu family can just deal with the Wei family and does not need to target the Chen family.

But Ji Ling was unwilling to let the Chen family go just like that.

She sat back in the chair. Although they had not had much contact, she could tell that Zhu Weidong was a decent person. Today, she mentioned what the Chen family had done because she wanted Zhu Weidong to divert the hatred to the Chen family. However, whether she could divert the hatred to the Chen family was still an unknown.

There was a movement behind her. Ji Ling turned around and saw a figure slowly approaching from behind the tree trunk. After seeing who it was, she didn't think much of it and sat back in her chair quietly.

Zhu Yaowu sat on the other side of the chair. "They want to use your father's illness to force you to hand over the admission notice. What are your plans?"

Ji Ling laughed, "You eavesdropped and told others about it, aren't you afraid that I will be angry?"

Zhu Yaowu sneered, "You are not the kind of person who cares about these little details. Aren't you the one who asked our family for help?"

"It's so rare to hear you praising me." Ji Ling automatically ignored the second half of the sentence.

Zhu Yaowu turned his body and looked at her with disgust, "There's nothing I can do. You are so pitiful that I can't bear to bully you."

Ji Ling smiled but said nothing.

Maybe others may think she is pitiful, but she does not think she is pitiful. After all, she can start her life again. What could be more fortunate than this?

As for the things that happen in life, it doesn't matter. Whose life is perfect? ​​Just figure out what you need most and then pursue what you like. That's all.

"Did I touch your heart? Are you going to cry?" Zhu Yaowu wanted to see her face clearly, but there was no street light in the backyard, so he couldn't see it clearly.

“It’s never life that gets better, but yourself. Think more about things and less about people. Take things lightly, and you will live happily.”

Zhu Yaowu pondered her words and said, "It makes sense, but you are so young and your tone is so old."

"Do you believe me if I tell you I've lived two lives?" Ji Ling teased him deliberately, lowering her voice half-truthfully, sounding like an old man. "You see, I look young, but I have an old heart inside me."

It was late at night and it was pitch black everywhere.

Seeing this scene suddenly, Zhu Yaowu rubbed his arms in fear, "Two lives, you really dare to think about it. I think you have watched too much Journey to the West. I am still Tathagata Buddha."

"Are you scared?" Ji Ling laughed, but when she raised her head, her smile froze on her face.

"I'm talking to you." Zhu Yaowu was about to fight back, but he heard no movement. When he looked up, the words got stuck in his throat.

Ji Ling touched her nose, stood up, nodded to Zhu Weidong, and walked away quickly.

Behind him, he could faintly hear Zhu Yaowu complaining, "Brother, aren't you leaving? Why are you back? You didn't even say hello and scared me."

"Get the book."

Zhu Yaowu was mad, "Brother, how many books did you leave behind?"

"Two."

“I forgot.”

Zhu Yaowu: Ji Ling who has already walked far away: Walk into the inpatient department, turn down the corridor, and then turn again to reach the ward where Ji Yong is staying.

Ji Ling was wearing nurse shoes and walked without making any sound. Naturally, when she saw Xu Fang and Ji Jianhua talking outside the ward and walked back, she did not scare them.

As they were close, she could faintly hear the hushed conversation between the mother and son.

"Your father's surgery will cost tens of thousands, and the exact amount is not clear yet. Your grandfather said he has some savings, but it's not too much." Xu Fang has been strong all her life. Now that her husband is in trouble, she has to bow to her son. She really can't open her mouth.

Ji Jianhua understood, "Mom, I will return the rented yard tomorrow and give the landlord some compensation. I will then go to ask my second uncle about it. I will take care of this matter. You just need to take good care of my dad."

"Jianhua, I'm sorry to make things difficult for you." Xu Fang felt full of guilt.

If she hadn't been angry and hit him, nothing would have happened to her husband.

"Mom, this is what I should do. You go back and rest. I'll go find Xiaoling. Go back to the hotel and rest first. I'll do it tomorrow."

"Be careful." Xu Fang reminded them.

I watched my son leave until he could no longer see me, then I returned to the ward.

On the other side of the corridor, Ji Jianhua saw his sister and without saying much, he took his sister out of the hospital. The two walked towards the hotel. No one spoke, each of them had their own thoughts.

Over in the compound, Xu Wangting saw Ji Ke resting, so he followed his parents to the study and took out an envelope from his briefcase.

"I haven't saved much money to buy a house in the past few years. This is from my salary. I didn't ask Xu Hongmei for it."

Father Xu glanced at the envelope and said with his eyes downcast, "Don't fight over this anymore. Take it back."

Xu Wangting smiled and said, "What does she have any opinion about? This is my money, and I make the decision myself."

Xu's mother wanted to speak, but when she saw that her old man looked unhappy, she swallowed her words back.

Father Xu said, "Then you can give it to Xu Fang yourself."

He stood up, pushed the envelope back, and said to his wife beside him, "It's late, go to bed. The doctor told you that you have a bad heart and can't stay up late."

Xu Wangting left in disappointment.

Xu's mother lay on the bed and sighed, "Wangting was not so mercenary before."

You are so hypocritical with your own family, no wonder the old man is unhappy.

How big can an envelope be? How much money can be put in it if the envelope doesn't bulge? At this time, there are still some little thoughts.

Xu's mother felt even more upset because she saw through her son's little thoughts.

After Xu Wangting returned home, his face was still burning. His father's request for him to deliver the gift himself was even more embarrassing than a slap in the face.

Xu Hongmei saw someone coming back and saw the envelope thrown on the coffee table, "You didn't go to the compound?"

"Why are you going? It's all your fault." Xu Wangting pulled open his collar and leaned back into the sofa. "Xu Hongmei, that's my sister, my real sister. Her man is waiting for help, and you gave me this little money and let me go to my parents' place. In name, you took money, but you didn't take much. You took advantage of me everywhere, right? Why did I believe you and go to my parents' place? I really want to slap myself twice."

Xu Hongmei was shocked. "No, that's not right. Why are you yelling? You're disturbing the children in the middle of the night."

Then he muttered quietly, "Don't you want to leave a good impression on the Zhu family? Otherwise, why would you be willing to pay?"

There are two more chapters today, don't worry.

(End of this chapter)