I, Who Took The Protagonist Template, Will Never Be Wronged

Chapter Thirty

I went to the canteen, bought a breakfast, took a few casual bites, and it was over. I definitely couldn’t ride a small electric donkey with one hand, so I walked back to my rented house.

This house is becoming more and more unlivable, and it seems that moving by myself is on the agenda.

Looking at the balance in my card, there are still more than half a million yuan. After paying the legal fees this time, there are almost only half a million yuan left.

These are the leftovers from opening the store, her parents' money. Originally, Xu Yan didn't want to spend this money on things other than starting a business, but now the situation is special.

I can only complain to my parents.

He didn't intend to tell his parents about the injury. He was thousands of miles away, and even if he was worried, there was nothing he could do.

Bang bang bang!

There was a knock on the door.

It was still the soft way of knocking on the door as if he had no strength, Xu Yan frowned.

The door opened, and as expected, a woman named Zhang Lin held Li Aiai's hand and stood timidly outside the door.

Looking at Xu Yan with an indifferent expression, Zhang Lin couldn't help trembling.

"Just say something!"

The indifferent voice was like an abyss in a valley, separating the two at both ends.

Zhang Lin took a deep breath, and a forced smile appeared on her timid face: "You, hello, Mr. Xu, I'm here to apologize for my husband's behavior to you yesterday!"

"Is that what you want to say?" Xu Yan frowned.

"No, it's not... I hope that Mr. Xu Yan can ignore my past suspicions and bypass my husband. We will definitely compensate you for the harm you have suffered." Zhang Lin was cautious but also hopeful.

"Is that what you want to say?" Xu Yan's expression remained calm.

"Yes, it is!"

"First of all, I don't accept your apology. Second, if you have any questions, you can go to my lawyer. I have handed over all the problems to him. Finally, we can meet in court. How should we compensate? The court said It's up to you."

Straightforward and orderly, Xu Yan didn't even know what to say about this woman, and she didn't bother to say it, just a little contempt in her heart was enough.

Self-willing to degenerate to such a degree, at this moment, she still wants to intercede with that domestic violence man.

Does this woman have any special hobbies?

Seeing that Xu Yan was about to close the door, Zhang Lin quickly stopped him: "Please wait!"

The soft and weak voice seemed pitiful, but the act of pulling at the door was a bit rare and tough inside.

"Please, don't go to court. If there is any compensation, we can talk about it. I will try my best to meet all the needs of Mr. Xu Yan. Please don't let my husband go to jail."

The speech is quite pleasant, and it is much better than those women who look up at the sky with their nostrils.

But with such a cowardly appearance, he is really not as good as those women.

I don't have any self-esteem at all, and I don't know self-love at all, and even brought my daughter to encounter hardships at a young age.

"Go away, you are a lowly person. In the beginning, there were so many people helping you, but you insisted on bringing your daughter to suffer together. This is your own business, and no one cares about you."

"But don't expect me to be as lowly as you. If your husband hurts me, he will have to pay the price. In addition, don't pretend to be pitiful in front of me. Anyone who knows you will not People will watch over you."

"You woman has countless opportunities to take your daughter out of the sea of ​​suffering."

"But you allow your daughter to be beaten again and again. Such a person with no self-respect should stop using this appearance to win the sympathy of others."

"No one cares!"

Pushing away the woman's hand, Xu Yan closed the door heavily.

There are some things in my heart, and it's a bit uncomfortable not to express them quickly. This Zhang Lin Xu Yan didn't want to say anything more, but she delivered it to her door, and even brought her daughter. What are you doing?

Scheming? Pretending to be weak?

Hope Xu Yan will take care of her daughter?

Tui!

I'm sorry, others don't care about it, no one in the neighbors on this floor eats this, it's really this woman's self-sufficient appearance that makes everyone bored.

"He wasn't like this before, he wasn't like this before! I'm not, I'm not like that..." Zhang Lin's heart-piercing cry came from outside the door.

Although this is not the first time I have complained, the sound insulation of the room is really poor.

Whether Zhang Lin’s husband is such a person, or what kind of person Zhang Lin is, has nothing to do with Xu Yan. He is just a law-abiding citizen who wants to get justice for the beatings he has suffered.

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Li Aiai is very sensible, she blinked her big eyes, stretched out her hand, and helped her mother wipe her tears: "Mom doesn't cry, Xiao Ai doesn't hurt, this Uncle is a bad person, we ignore him!"

The child really has no bad thoughts in his heart, only his parents, and Li Aiai only has his mother in his eyes.

That Uncle made his mother cry, that's the bad guy.

Tong Yanwuji's words pierced Zhang Lin's heart like a needle.

He hugged his daughter tightly.

"Mom, it hurts~" Li Aiai pursed her lips, but stubbornly kept her tears from falling.

"...I'm sorry, I'm sorry, mom is sorry for you~ woo woo~~" Sobbing, seeing the redness and swelling on her daughter's face and hands, Zhang Lin completely lost her defense.

Xu Yan's words filled his ears like a magic voice, and the moment he saw her daughter's injury and her appearance of stubbornly not crying even though she was clearly in pain, she completely broke her defenses.

It's not that she doesn't care about her daughter, it's just that her daughter's sensible appearance made her ignore a lot of things.

"Mom, don't cry, Xiao Ai doesn't hurt anymore, it really doesn't hurt anymore!" Li Aiai was still childish, she didn't understand anything, but said the words that made Zhang Lin most defenseless.

Zhang Lin pursed her lips, looked at her daughter, wiped away her tears, her eyes were flushed.

The hand holding her daughter has been refusing to let go, but her movements are extraordinarily gentle, as if she is holding her most precious treasure.

Why is it like this, I show weakness again and again, in exchange for my daughter to suffer together with me.

She shouldn't be like this! My own daughter could have been as innocent and romantic as girls her age.

It turns out... is it all because of me?

You are the chief culprit for making your daughter suffer? !

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