City of Streamer

, looking at her wounds nervously.

"Miss Feng, how about you?"

Feng Shizhen said hurriedly: "I'm really fine, it's all flesh wounds. I'm still waiting for news outside, I'll go out and explain first."

Seeing Feng Shizhen coming out, Yang Xiucheng immediately rushed over, grabbed her and asked, "What happened? Didn't you run away with Jia Shang? Who did Fang Hua?"

Feng Shixun snatched the girl from Yang Xiucheng's hands with a dark face, and said, "My sister's injuries have not been treated yet. If you have any questions, I won't be too late to ask."

With that said, he slammed Feng Shizhen into the duty lounge and slammed the door.

Feng Shizhen sat on the narrow wire bed in the lounge, watching his brother walking back and forth in the room like a trapped beast, his anger filled the small lounge to the point of exploding.

"What the **** are you thinking, Shizhen?" Feng Shixun roared, "I really don't understand you more and more recently. Look at you dressed like a courtesan, how can you still look like a teacher? You are Didn't you fall in love with that kind of life as a drunkard after working in the Rong family for a while?"

"No, big brother." Feng Shizhen reluctantly defended, "Today's affairs are very complicated."

Once it calmed down, the dry heat blown away by the cold wind came back up again, dispelling the pain on the body, but it brought a heavy sense of dizziness. #####

one nineteen

"Complicated? You lied to us in the first place, secretly running to participate in some auction!"

"I'm sorry, big brother." Feng Shizhen cheered up, "I was wrong, I will never dare again."

"I don't want to listen to your perfunctory apology!" Feng Shixun scolded, "The radio said that there was a robbery at the venue, and you are really lucky to be standing here. Also, why did you get involved with that Rong Jia again? What can I say to keep you awake? He's engaged, his fiancée is pregnant, and he's resting in the ward upstairs. What do you want? You won't give up until you see his sweet wife and son in her arms. ?"

Feng Shizhen smiled wearily, "I really know I'm wrong. Brother, my feet hurt so much."

Feng Shixun was furious, but he couldn't hold back his distress for his sister, so he had to get the potion and gauze, and personally treat Feng Shizhen's wound.

Feng Shizhen sat leaning against the head of the bed, groggy, his eyelids gradually drooping.

Feng Shixun bandaged the wound on the girl's foot like a knife, got up and brushed away her long messy hair, and planned to check other places. The unkempt hair was lifted, and the fingerprints on Feng Shizhen's arms, neck, and face were clearly exposed under the incandescent light, which was shocking.

Feng Shixun overturned the kidney-shaped plate in horror, and the potion bottle smashed to the ground. His roar exploded like thunder in a rainy night, shaking the windows.

"Tell me the truth, what the **** happened tonight?"

Feng Shizhen was woken up by him, and he touched his neck with hindsight, remembering how Meng Xian wanted to kill her when he held her, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Brother, this is just an accident..."

"Don't give me this set!" Feng Shixun stretched out his hand and wanted to grab his sister and shake it, but he was reluctant to do so, so he kicked the kidney-shaped plate away, "If you don't tell me the truth, then you will now Go. You're so old now, I don't have time to take care of you anymore!"

Feng Shizhen was burning badly, his body was weak, he looked at his brother weakly, "There are some things, I think you still don't know..."

Feng Shixun was very angry and said, "Okay, then I will treat you as my sister!"

He turned around and twisted the door.

"Brother!" Feng Shizhen raised his voice.

Feng Shixun stood still, his back turned to Feng Shizhen, and the hand holding the doorknob trembled.

"Shizhen, do you know that I think you are getting more and more unfamiliar."

Feng Shizhen looked at his elder brother's tall but squat back, and couldn't help choking, and said in a low voice, "Close the door. I...I'll tell you everything."

When Rong Jiashang arrived at the Red House Hospital, Wu Yunchi and his aunt had been there for a while. The aunt's wife was beating her **** and crying loudly, tearing at Wu Yunchi and cursing.

"You took her to the dance, why didn't you protect her? How will we Fanghua live in the future?"

Wu Yunchi looked guilty and silently let her scold. The hospital that should have been quiet in the early morning was filled with the cries of the aunt and wives, and even caused the baby in the building to cry.

Rong Jia Shang made a gesture and asked his men to pull the auntie away, saying: "Relax, Aunt Wang, my sister Rong Jia Shang will not be bullied in vain. Yun Chi did his best, but the scene was chaotic. He is not an immortal, and there is no way to change him."

The auntie's wife has always been honest and docile, but now she is like an irritated tigress, roaring with her claws and claws, "Why is Fanglin okay, it's Fanghua who is in trouble? It's not that he just wants to protect Fanglin at a critical moment! Fanghua, my son, they are all useless mothers, they are concubines. You are a child of concubines who have a hard life! Obviously they are my younger sister, but since I was a child, I have always let my elder sister do everything. You met. Mother doesn't want to live anymore. Let's go jumping into the river together—"

"Enough!" Rong Jia shouted, "Father is lying in the intensive care ward of Renji Hospital. I don't know if he can survive. If he can't survive, it will not be too late for Aunt Wang to jump into the river!"

The auntie was stunned by the angry shout, which was very similar to Rong Dingkun, and looked at Rong Jia in horror. Rong Jia was dressed in black, with a chilled face, very much like when Rong Dingkun was young. The auntie was afraid of Rong Dingkun from the bottom of her heart, so she didn't dare to make a fuss, she just sobbed softly.

At this moment, Wu Yunchi whispered, "I will marry her."

The aunt raised her head sharply, her eyes lit up.

Wu Yunchi looked calm, and said to Rong Jiashang: "Jiashang, I will marry Fanghua. I didn't protect her well, I have to take responsibility."

Rong Jia frowned deeply and said, "It's too hasty to make a decision on this matter now. Besides, your family's situation, you can't decide your marriage by yourself."

"My father will agree." Wu Yunchi said, "After all, she is the daughter of the Rong family."

The auntie looked at the shore like a drowning person. Before she could wipe away her tears, she turned her anger into joy. She pulled Wu Yunchi and said, "You don't care what you say! Our Fanghua has always liked you. The dowry needs to be less for the concubine, but other places are no worse than Fanglin.”

Wu Yunchi listened to her ramble like a puppet.

Rong Jiashang sighed, looked at Yang Xiucheng again, and asked, "I heard Fanglin say that you protected Lan Xin. How is her condition?"

Yang Xiucheng didn't dare to look at him with a guilty conscience, and said, "The doctor said that the adults are fine, but I'm afraid the child will not be able to keep it. It's just that Miss Du seems a little hard to accept."

"Her child, she decides by herself." Rong Jia said in a low voice, "Tell her that when the chaos of this time is over, I will propose to the Du family to break the marriage. You two... just do it yourself."

Yang Xiucheng's eyes dodged, and he bowed his head in response.

At this time, the nurse came out of the ward and said, "Miss Rong's examination is finished."

The auntie finally let go of Wu Yunchi and rushed into the ward.

The nurse stopped her and said, "She said she wanted to see Young Master Rong."

Rong Jia asked the aunt to support her and followed the nurse into the ward.

Only a dim night light was turned on in the VIP single room. Rong Fanghua had her hair loose, curled up at the head of the bed, tightly wrapped in the quilt.

It seemed that she hadn't seen each other for an hour, and Rong Jiashang felt that she had lost a lot of weight. The face that used to be silly and innocent in the past was covered with pale fear, and the eyes were deeply sunken, like black holes, absorbing all the light.

Although they are not close to their sisters, their blood relationship is a constant connection. Rong Jiashang doesn't call himself a good brother, but he will never allow others to spoil the girls of their Rong family.

Rong Jia moved gently and sat down on the stool beside the bed, looked at Rong Fanghua, and said softly, "Fanghua, eldest brother will avenge you. Tell me if you have anything to say."

After a while, Rong Fanghua moved a little, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

"why me?"

Rong Jiashang clenched his fist tightly, with blue veins bulging at his temple, and said solemnly: "Meng Xian has a grudge against father, he wants to kill me, wants to hurt you, to get revenge on father. Don't worry, I won't let him hurt you again. Now. Tell me, who did it? Meng Xu'an himself, or his subordinate? I will kill him myself!"

Rong Fanghua shook her head gently, noncommittal.

Rong Jiashang persuaded: "This revenge must be avenged. I have already ordered your case to go on, and it will never be spread. When I kill him, it will be over."

Rong Fanghua still shook her head, her eyes dull and said, "That person is already dead."

Rong Jia raised his eyebrows, "Dead? How did you die?"

After Rong Fanghua finally lifted it up, her eyes suddenly lit up as if they were revived.

"Mr. Feng killed him." The girl said in a respectful tone, as if recalling that scene would make her particularly excited.

"Feng Shizhen?" Rong Jia's expression changed, "She's there too? What did she do?"

"Sir broke the door and saved me." Rong Fanghua's eyes widened in excitement, almost crazy, "She told me not to look, and then shot the man to death! With a slap shot, it's so neat!"

"Where is she?" Rong Jiashang stood up.

"Mr. Feng sent me to the hospital." Rong Fanghua lowered her head and murmured, "She's so nice. If only she was my sister."

The hour hand pointed to three o'clock, and outside the window, it was the darkest period before dawn. The rain turned less, and the water stains slid down the window glass, creating a winding curve.

In the single ward upstairs, Feng Shizhen was lying on the bed, burning in a daze. Feng Shixun hung a fever-reducing medicine bottle on her, and twisted a wet handkerchief over her hot forehead.

"Brother, don't be angry." Feng Shizhen was exhausted, "In the beginning, my heart was full of resentment and wanted to vent, so I cooperated with Meng Xu'an without hesitation. I don't regret this decision. But as I set foot in Getting deeper and deeper, I realized that the whole incident was much more complicated than it seemed from the outside. I just wanted to have a good and revenge, but I found myself involved in the fight between the two families. Under such circumstances, if I told You, aren't you implicated?"

"I don't need your protection, Shizhen, I'm your eldest brother!" Feng Shixun tucked the quilt and sat beside the bed. He was very angry, but he couldn't get angry at his sister's blushing face, and it was very hard to bear.

"So, for the past six months, you have been supporting yourself? You didn't even tell me!"

Feng Shizhen said slowly: "You don't understand. Meng Xu'an, who looks gentle and elegant on the surface, is actually extreme, indifferent and selfish, and is not a person suitable for coexistence. I think if this is just me doing it alone , I can still control it. If you are involved, I'm afraid things will be even more out of control."

"What do you mean by being like this now?" Feng Shixun asked coldly, "What about Rong Jiashang and you?"

Feng Shizhen was a little embarrassed and defended: "The relationship between me and him is fake from beginning to end. I lied to him, and he is also lying to me. We both have ghosts, and we just played together in a play."

Feng Shixun's voice suddenly filled with anticipation, and asked, "Then you don't like him?"

Feng Shizhen's eyes glued to the void, and he said numbly, "I said, it's all fake."

"Is this the truth?"

Feng Shizhen sighed wearily, his eyelids drooping, "Brother, I'm so sleepy. Shall we talk about this tomorrow?"

"Okay, okay." Feng Shixun felt distressed and touched his sister's burning face.

Feng Shizhen's breathing gradually became longer, and the whole person seemed to be immersed in the bedding, looking so thin and fragile. She seemed to be the little girl who was seriously injured and was in critical condition when she was picked up from the water back then. Feng Shixun was terribly distressed, holding Feng Shizhen's dry and hot hand, and watching her with eyes full of love and pity.

It wasn't until a nurse knocked on the door that Feng Shixun let go of his hand reluctantly and got up gently to go out. #####

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Open the door, and the bright light from the corridor outside casts in over Rong Jia's shoulders. His face with the light behind his back was obscure, but his eyes were sharp, like a wolf feeding at night.

Feng Shixun was shocked and angry, and was about to scold when he was dragged out by two of Rong's subordinates covering their mouths.

The only person in Rong Jia's sight was the person who was sleeping on the bed. He entered the ward, the door closed behind him.

Feng Shizhen had fallen asleep, but he was not sleeping peacefully. Nightmares were like thunder, falling on her one by one.

After a while, she ran barefoot in the hail of bullets, but Rong Jiashang, who was supposed to be holding her hand, suddenly shook her off and ran away alone, leaving her to be surrounded by men in black who were chasing after her.

After a while, she stood in the Meng family's study again, and as soon as she reprimanded Meng Xian, she fell to the ground with a slap in the face. Meng Xian was condescending, and scorned her with contempt: "You, you are cheap!"

She struggled desperately in horror, and suddenly there was a grab in her hand. So without hesitation, she raised her gun to the man's forehead.

"You want to kill me?" In front of the barrel of the gun was Rong Jia's handsome and indifferent face, "I already knew everything about you. I deliberately dealt with you and watched you play, just to use you to lead Meng Xian is here. Feng Shizhen, you really live up to my expectations. Meng Xian is right, you are really stupid and cheap!"

Feng Shizhen's hands trembled, and his pupils contracted sharply.

"Shoot." Rong Jia said, "Do you think I would really like a woman like you? I have already seen through the means by which you seduced me."

"Shut up!" Feng Shizhen shouted.

Rong Jia said, "You can't get rid of me, Feng Shizhen. You provoked all of this on your own initiative. Just let go if you want?"

"Go away!" Feng Shizhen shouted in pain, "I don't want to entangle with you anymore! Can't I just give up?"

"Kill me." Rong Jia showed a sly and cold, but heartbreakingly handsome smile, "Kill me, and then this game will end. Shoot."

He suddenly grabbed Feng Shizhen's hand. Feng Shizhen took a sharp breath and pulled the trigger subconsciously.

"Do not-"

"Shh..." Someone wiped her cheeks and neck with a cold handkerchief, with gentle movements, as if brushing the dew from the petals.

"It's all right, you're safe. Go to sleep."

Feng Shizhen's burning blurred vision was chaotic, and there was only a vague figure sitting beside the bed. But she subconsciously knew who that person was. Like a streamer in the dark night, it can be recognized at a glance.

"You're here." She murmured.

"Yeah." Rong Jiashang responded softly, "I'm here."

Feng Shizhen smiled bitterly, "Shang Rong Jia, you are my sin."

"You are not guilty." Rong Jia said, "Go get better."

Feng Shizhen's eyelids gradually dropped, "Aren't you... mad at me?"

"No." Rong Jiashang suddenly choked up a little, took a deep breath, his eyes were red, and he stared at her movingly, "I love you, Shizhen."

Feng Shizhen didn't respond, she had fallen asleep again.

Rong Jia lowered his head and dropped a pious kiss on the back of Feng Shizhen's hand.

Feng Shixun was pressed against the wall by the Rong family's men, and watched Rong Jiashang come out of the ward viciously. Rong Jiashang gently closed the door, waved his hand, and then let Feng Shixun go.

Feng Shixun rushed up with a single stride.

Rong Jia said calmly, "Do you want to wake her up?"

Feng Shixun restrained himself, panting, "I warned you, don't get close to Shizhen again!"

Rong Jia put on gloves slowly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Shizhen didn't tell you the cause and effect? ​​It's obvious that she came to provoke me first."

"You two are half a catty, right?" Feng Shixun gritted his teeth. "What's more, it's obviously your Rong family who is sorry that our Feng family is in front. If you want to blame, you can blame your unconscionable father."

"Yeah." Rong Jiashang said indifferently, "If it weren't for that, Shizhen wouldn't know me."

"What do you mean?" Feng Shixun was furious, "Are you lucky?"

Rong Jiashang was noncommittal and nodded gracefully to Feng Shixun, "Take care of her."

He pulled up his coat and walked away surrounded by bodyguards.

Wearing a thin skirt and running around barefoot on a rainy night in the middle of winter, the end result is a mild pneumonia infection.

Perhaps it was because of his emotions that Feng Shizhen's illness kept coming back and forth, and his low-grade fever persisted. And at this time, the battle between the Rongmeng and Meng family has already become so loud that it is almost known to the whole country.

The day after the incident, newspaper headlines all over Shanghai were about the attack last night. The patrol room was at a loss, and only said that someone came to rob the treasure.

For the Rong family, Rong Dingkun is the face of the family. Therefore, although Rong Jiashang quite despised what his father did, he had to bite the bullet and clean up the mess for him. And Meng Xian didn't want her deceased eldest sister to be picked up by newspapers to point fingers at her and damage her reputation. Both the Rong family and Meng Xian have acquired several tabloids, and they also hold shares in Jingbao or Shenbao, but both parties tacitly covered up the truth for their own sake.

Rong Dingkun has been lying in the intensive care unit of Renji Hospital, and his condition has come and gone. He can't die for a while, but he has never woken up.

And the Hashimotos, who have been forgotten since the accident, are in as bad a situation as expected.

God favors Shiori Hashimoto. Hashimoto Taichi may not have died in the fright of the auction of the golden unicorn, but he died in the riots that followed without any suspense.

At that time, after Wu Yunchi confirmed Rong Fanglin's safety, he looked back to check Taichi Hashimoto, but found that his face was gray and he was no longer breathing.

Hashimoto and his wife managed to escape, and as soon as they reunited with their three daughters, the Rong family brought Taiichi Hashimoto's body over. Mrs. Tanaka screamed and fainted. Hashimoto Masanori hugged the eldest son's gradually cold body. Amid the cries of the daughters, his old eyes were dry and he was speechless for a long time.

Hashimoto Ershao was lucky to escape the riot because he went home to check on the golden unicorn. He personally opened the safe, confirmed that the golden unicorn was still there, and breathed a sigh of relief. He was immediately attracted by the strange noise in the corridor outside the door and looked back for a while, and followed his bodyguard to quietly drop the golden unicorn.

Rong Jia was sitting in front of Rong Dingkun's hospital bed, playing with the golden unicorn that caused a lot of blood and rain, while instructing the secretary to prepare a wreath of condolences and gifts.

Masa Hashimoto lost his beloved son in pain, and it took two days to regain his senses. He felt that something was wrong that day, and he was afraid that the Rong family was plotting against them.

But the Rong family didn't seem to get any benefit from this. Hashimoto Masanori's spy came back from the hospital and told him that Rong Dingkun was really seriously injured, and he said that if he woke up or not. He also quietly mentioned that the second Miss Rong family had been kidnapped, as if she had lost her innocence.

In this comparison, the Rong family is not much better than the Hashimoto family. Maybe the auction was an accident, and both of them were victims.

Masa Hashimoto couldn't hate the Rong family, but he couldn't find the culprit, so he suffered a mild stroke. While lying on the hospital bed, Hashimoto remembered that the golden unicorn at the auction was very strange, worried that it was the Rong family who wanted to cheat. However, the second son repeatedly assured that he had checked it at home at the time, and there was nothing abnormal. Masako Hashimoto had a stroke and his eyes couldn't see clearly, and he couldn't check the golden unicorn. He only played with the golden unicorn all day long, and he would shed two tears at the thought of the eldest son.

Hashimoto Shiori went to mourning in an orderly manner, and his heart was already blooming with joy. She didn't know about the golden unicorn's bag drop, and the eldest brother who was in the way died as he wished. Mrs. Tanaka was devastated and sick. No matter how his father didn't like it, he could only regard the second brother as his heir. The fly in the ointment is that Rong Dingkun's life is in danger. This agreement was negotiated with Rong Dingkun. She was afraid that if Rong Dingkun died, Rong Jia would default on her debt.

Therefore, when Rong Jia came up to express his condolences, Shiori Hashimoto was very attentive by the side, and also asked Rong Dingkun's condition with great concern.

Rong Jiashang was lukewarm to her, as if he could not understand the hints in her words, and he was not in the mood to consider the longevity of his children.

Rong Dingkun fell, and Rong Jia was in power, so naturally he would not have the slightest fear or softness towards Meng Xian. He is not Rong Dingkun, and he doesn't feel that he owes Meng Xu'an a life, so revenge is vigorous.

The second day of the incident was Christmas Eve for foreigners, but for many people that night was definitely not at all peaceful. Taking advantage of the night, Rong Jia personally led people to loot an underground gambling house under Meng Xu'an's name. He is also very interesting. Instead of putting the money into the Rong family's warehouse, he donated all the money to the nursery and the church hospital in the chorus singing.

On Christmas Day the next day, the newspapers in Shanghai covered the sky with stories of unknown knights robbing the rich and helping the poor.

Meng Xian rubbed the newspaper and threw it into the fireplace, and quickly counterattacked, sending someone to burn a cargo ship that the Rong family parked on the Bund pier, and the unloaded goods were scattered to the slums in Shanghai.

Rong Jiashang then used the malicious selling of two short-selling companies that had been prepared for a long time, and the stock of Mengjia Bank fell five points.

Meng Xian sent people to loot the Rong family's warehouse where the large cigarettes were stored, and piled the cigarette soil on the pier and burned it. The move has won unanimous praise from young people calling for a ban on smoking, and has been praised by the press. #####

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Selling big cigarettes sounds unpleasant, but it is one of the economic lifelines of the Rong family. Rong Jiashang hated Da Yan, but when things came to an end, he could only grit his teeth and let Zhao Huaan lead someone to rescue.

The encounter between the two factions led to a street battle unsurprisingly, in which more than ten people were killed or injured on both sides. In the end, the Meng family retreated, and the Rong family took back half of the smoked soil.

The trouble between the two is so big that it has attracted the collective attention of the world. Everyone speculated, but they couldn't guess the reason.

The mayor of Shanghai wanted to take care of the Rongmeng family's affairs, but the master beside him said that the two families were in trouble, and they didn't disturb the people much, and they even made a lot of money for the people. It's better to sit on the wall and watch, it's better to wait for them to lose both, then you can clean up the mess and act as a parent official in a city.

The mayor doesn't care, the patrol room doesn't care, and others don't want to cause trouble. The fierce fight between the Rong Meng family is accompanied by Christmas songs and New Year songs, all the way from the old year to the new year, which has become a rare New Year's Eve on Shanghai. good show. The tabloids rely on these two companies to have a good year.

As for the attack at the charity auction, three or four were killed by stray bullets, and the rest of the casualties were caused by the stampede in the chaos. There are many celebrities among the victims, so there must be an explanation for this. The patrol room could not find any evidence that it was the Meng family, and did not dare to provoke the Rong family. After going over and over again, he finally caught a group of local robbers who were wanted for many years, shot them, and closed the case.

Although Rong Jiashang managed the newspaper industry controlled by the Rong family, he did not prevent the tabloids from reporting on his green hat.

On the night of the charity meeting, Yang Xiucheng picked up Du Lanxin and took her to the hospital, which was photographed by a tabloid reporter. The reporter was very clever and secretly followed him all the way to the hospital. At first, he only thought that it was Du Lanxin's child and that Rong Jia was on it, so this matter was at most a small piece of news. But this man kept his mind, pretending to be a doctor to follow Yang Xiucheng, and he overheard the quarrel between Yang Du and Yang Du.

The Du family didn't know about Du Lanxin's pregnancy before, but now they can't hide it. No matter how good Rong Jiashang was, he would definitely not recognize this child. So Du Lanxin and Yang Xiucheng discussed the next step before the Du family came.

"Or... we'll leave tomorrow?" Du Lanxin's eyes burned brightly, with a desperate determination, "If my father wants to know about me and you, he will definitely not let me see you again. We have to leave. , as soon as possible. I can first say that the child is from Rong Jia... "

"Lan Xin," Yang Xiucheng hesitated, and said, "the doctor said, because of the medicine you took before, this child was not developing well in the first place. Don't want this child for now. You don't have to leave your house in a hurry."

Du Lanxin is not the kind of woman who is overwhelmed by love and desperate for it. As for whether to choose the Rong family or Yang Xiucheng, she hesitated for a long time before. In the end, it was all because of having this child that she decided to choose love. Now that she heard Yang Xiucheng say this, she was stunned.

"You...do you regret it?" Du Lanxin grabbed Yang Xiucheng's sleeve tightly and stared at Yang Xiucheng, "Rong Dingkun is seriously injured, even if he doesn't die, he won't be able to do anything. You don't think Rong Jiashang will be like Rong Dingkun. That would kill your betrayal, so you don't want to go with me. Do you?"

Yang Xiucheng avoided her gaze and said, "Lan Xin, the money you spend on one piece of clothing is enough for an ordinary family to eat for a month. When we go out of town, everything has to be done from scratch. You, the rich and wealthy wife, don't do it, just follow It's not worth it for me to suffer."

Du Lanxin almost blurted out "I do", but she held it back. She looked at the man she loved seriously again with shocked eyes, and suddenly felt that he was unfamiliar beyond recognition.

What happened to your former self? Why do you think that his indecision is gentle and refined, that his cowardice is polite, and that his indifference actually hides his admiration for himself?

Nowadays, it is popular among young people to resist arranged marriages and pursue love. Among Du Lanxin's middle school classmates, many girls were crying and arguing about marrying their poor sweetheart. Du Lanxin once disapproved, preferring to choose a rich life. But she didn't realize that she didn't have the right to choose. She wants love now, but love is much harder to find than wealth.

Du Lanxin and Yang Xiucheng broke up unhappily, and in the end they didn't decide whether to take the child or keep it. But the tabloid reporter happily returned to the newspaper to ask the editor-in-chief for credit.

The tabloid happens to be controlled by the Hashimoto family. Shiori Hashimoto was afraid that Rong Jia would renege on her debts, so she kept doing it, so she simply exposed the scandal of Du Lanxin.

The next day, while every headline was reporting on the attack last night, this newspaper covered the eldest young master of the Rong family's new green hat.

The morning paper was delivered to the breakfast table of the Du family by the messenger, as if a bomb had fallen into the mud pond, blowing up the muddy sky. The eldest young master of the Du family shouted that he was going to sue the newspaper, while Mr. Du scolded his wife and daughter so much that he asked Mrs. Du to take Du Lanxin for surgery.

In fact, he didn't need to do this. Du Lanxin read the newspaper and fell to the ground after being slapped on the face by Master Du, suffering from unbearable abdominal pain, and she had a miscarriage that afternoon. The Du family claimed that Du Lanxin was injured at the auction, so she quickly bought a ferry ticket behind her back and sent the girl to the boat to Hong Kong.

Although Rong Jiashang was busy fighting with Meng Xian, he still took time out of his busy schedule to send Du Lanxin off.

Du Lanxin had only undergone the Qing palace surgery yesterday, and she couldn't get up in a wheelchair. Her face was pale and blue, her expression was sluggish, and she was completely different from the radiant girl in the past. When she went to Hong Kong this time, there was only an old mother and a nurse to accompany her, and even her own mother refused to send her off.

"I'm an exiled loser." Du Lanxin smiled bitterly at Rong Jiashang, "You see clearly, you love the wrong person, and that's what happened to me. You have to learn from me."

Although Rong Jiashang didn't love Du Lanxin, he still regarded her as a friend. He sympathized with her very much and said, "Brother Ling came to me in the morning to ask me to revoke the marriage, and I have already agreed. But I have not taken back the dowry gift you gave. Apart from such things, you will definitely suffer in the future in the fight for inheritance. The lawyer has already been transferred to your name, so consider it as a gift for your future marriage."

Du Lanxin said tearfully, "Lord Rong Jia, you are a good person. It's a pity I don't have this blessing. It's really a blessing for Miss Feng to be loved by you."

Mentioning Feng Shizhen, Rong Jiashang's handsome face couldn't help showing a soft smile. He said: "I was lucky enough to meet her for three lifetimes."

Du Lanxin wiped her tears and asked, "What are you going to do with Yang Xiucheng?"

Rong Jia asked back, "What do you want me to do with him?"

Du Lanxin said: "Sometimes I wish I could kill him, but calm down and think about it, he is just an irresponsible man. But even God helped him and let him get rid of my burden smoothly."

Rong Jiashang said: "You are separated from him, it will only be better. Yang Xiucheng has been with his father for too long, and he is more and more like his father. Indifferent, selfish, and selfish. For such a person, my father is enough... "

Du Lanxin smiled bitterly: "Who would have thought that I would end up like this."

Yang Xiucheng can be reused by Rong Dingkun for many years, and he must be a shrewd, smooth and interesting person. As soon as he saw the scandal and saw the newspaper, he knew that his situation was over, he put down the newspaper and went to buy a ticket to Japan. Then I found a trustworthy broker and resold the house and car under his name at a low price. After the news of Du Lanxin's miscarriage came, he breathed a sigh of relief and did not dare to visit her. He hurriedly packed his luggage and set off for the pier late at night.

In the middle of the winter night, everything was quiet, and Yang Xiucheng came downstairs with his luggage. He was about to get on the rickshaw when a small car approached and stopped beside him.

Yang Xiucheng thought that Rong Jia had sent someone to arrest him, and subconsciously touched the gun case in his arms.

The car window was rolled down, and Rong Fanglin's beautiful pale face showed no expression under the dim street lights. She looked at Yang Xiucheng indifferently and said, "I'm the only one. Come on, I'll give you a ride."

Yang Xiucheng's tight shoulders loosened.

Rong Jia was able to let Rong Fanglin deliver it, indicating that he had decided to let himself go.

Rong Fanglin's driving skills were taught by Yang Xiucheng. Yang Xiucheng looked at Rong Fanglin's expressionless drive and felt a pain in his heart. He couldn't help but say, "Fanglin, you don't really need to do this..."

"No need what?" Rong Fanglin drove the car to the pier, parked under the street light, and turned off the fire. She turned her head to look at Yang Xiucheng, her eyes were hidden in the shadows, only her bloodless lips and graceful chin were exposed to the light.

"I know what you're going to say." Rong Fanglin said, "you have to say it's not worth it. I know that I will meet a better man in the future, 10,000 times better than you, and I will love it very much. If I love him, I will no longer remember what you look like. Brother Xiucheng, I know that you are not worthy of my liking for you. That's why I am here to send you a ride. It's called a beginning and an end."

Yang Xiucheng couldn't see Rong Fanglin's expression clearly, but for the first time, she felt that her words were pierced into his flesh like ice needles, and for the first time he regarded this little girl as someone who was on a par with him.

"We shouldn't meet again, Brother Xiucheng." Rong Fanglin whispered, "The Rong family will no longer welcome you. But I hope you are all well in Japan. I hope you can find what you really want. "

"Okay." Yang Xiucheng said, "Fang Lin, you too, you will have a wonderful life."

Rong Fanglin lowered his head and sat motionless, tears falling on the back of his hands. In his ear, it was the sound of Yang Xiucheng closing the car door and leaving.

On this cold and turbulent winter night, Rong Fanglin realized that his dream of being a young girl had finally come to an end. #####

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Feng Shizhen has been hospitalized, Feng Shixun told the nurse not to give her newspapers. So when Feng Shizhen was able to get off the ground and read the newspaper from other patients, the group of robbers had already been dragged and shot, and the whole case had been closed. Meng Xu'an was picked out for nothing, and he won the reputation of a philanthropist because he donated a sum of money to the unjust death of the emcee girl, and was praised by the declaration.

Feng Shizhen was so disgusted by that compliment that he almost spit out the medicine he just took, and took the newspaper to question Feng Shixun. While writing the case, Feng Shixun said casually, "Does the matter of the Rong family and the Meng family have anything to do with our Feng family?"

Feng Shizhen was speechless.

Feng Shixun added: "You can leave the hospital today. Mom will come to help you pack up later. By the way, the ticket has been bought. Tomorrow."

"What ticket?" Feng Shizhen was puzzled

"I'm going to Nanjing." Feng Shixun said, "I will drive early tomorrow morning and transfer from Nanjing to Peiping. Didn't you tell me to go to Peiping to visit Mr. Pei and his wife?"

"Yes, yes!" Feng Shizhen nodded hurriedly, "I was thinking that it would be good if I could find a job in Peiping."

"It's the end of the year, so don't rush to find a job. Now the family can support you." Feng Shixun said, "In normal times, I wouldn't want you to go to such a far city. But now the Rong family and the Meng family are in trouble. In this way, you are caught in the middle, and you will be implicated if you are not careful. It is indeed better to stay away. When the two of them have no time to look after him, hurry up and leave. When the limelight is over in the spring of next year, you can come back again. Not too late."

When Feng Shizhen fell ill this time, Feng Shixun panicked to his parents, saying that his younger sister Yu Ye was rushing home when the rickshaw was hit by a car. It's not a big deal, just catch a cold from the rain. Mrs. Feng had to admit that she was unlucky, but she was not suspicious of Feng Shizhen's injury.

Although I knew that I would go to Peiping, I was just talking about it. After Feng Shizhen returned home, looking at the luggage that had already been packed half, it was very mixed.

This walk should be completely over.

Now that all the lies have been exposed, and since all the joys are just a show, then the separation on that rainy night also means that the two officially parted ways and are irrelevant.

Feng Shizhen packed his clothes, his eyes fell on his bare wrists. I don't know where the string of southern red beads that Rong Jia had put on again. Although I only wore it twice for a short time, the cold touch of the agate stone seemed to stay on my skin forever.

It's fine without this thought. Feng Shizhen said to himself. She lied to Rong Jiashang, but she also saved him twice at the last moment, and didn't owe him anything anymore.

"Shizhen," Mrs. Feng came over, "you have a friend who is looking for you."

The clothes fell from his hands, and Feng Shizhen turned back suddenly.

"It's me." Xiao Baoli, wearing a low-key camel coat and a low-brimmed hat, stood at the door of the room and smiled tiredly at Feng Shizhen.

On a gloomy afternoon, the business of the small coffee shop opened by the Poles was somewhat deserted. Feng Shizhen and Xiao Baoli were sitting by the window, watching the waitress bring two cups of hot, strong coffee.

"Is Rong Dingkun dead?" Feng Shizhen threw two sugar cubes into the coffee, hesitated for a moment, and added another one.

"I didn't die." Xiao Baoli took out the cigarette case, hung a cigarette, suddenly remembered Feng Shizhen's pneumonia, and put away the cigarette angrily, "People have been living in Renji Hospital, unconscious, but He can breathe and has a heartbeat. I went to visit him. The doctor said that if he is in a coma for a long time, his condition will be very bad, and he may die due to organ failure. But I don't think Rong's family is really looking forward to him waking up. of."

"How?" Feng Shizhen asked.

A cold sneer appeared on Xiao Baoli's gorgeous face, "The tree hasn't completely fallen, and the hozens are almost scattered. Several women in the Rong family have their own things to do, and I don't think one of them will die in the hospital at any time. Her husband is more important than what is in front of her. The eldest Miss Rong's blind date was scared to death at the auction. Second Miss...you know, she was sent to her hometown in Hangzhou to recuperate. Rong Jiashang was killing with the seventh master all day long. If you die, I'm afraid I can't wait to kiss my father