It just so happened that I also had something to remind her.
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In the room, Wan Ziya had already cleaned up her crying face, combed her hair, and touched up her makeup. She was sitting on the edge of the bed when she saw Huo Shenxiu come in, raised her face, and said in a sad voice:
"Second Master, there are so many teachers, why do you insist on wanting that Yuan Tang'er to be Wei Wei's teacher?"
Huo Shenxiu stood at the door, his eyes cold and pure:
"I also want to know why you don't let her be Weiwei's teacher."
Wan Ziya was thrown back to ask questions. She was speechless, and her face darkened for a moment. Suddenly, she raised her face and smiled sadly: "The reason why I don't want to use Teacher Yuan is the same as the reason why you want to use her, Second Master, isn't it?"
Huo Shenxiu was too lazy to talk nonsense to her: "Anyway, I came here to remind you not to make things difficult for her in the future. If you let me see you going crazy like you did today again, don't blame me for being rude."
Dropping the words, he turned around and prepared to leave.
Wan Ziya stood up quickly and shouted: "You insist on retaining Teacher Yuan because Teacher Yuan looks like Su Mi, right?"
The voice trembled every word.
Still hoping to hear a negative answer from him.
But Huo Shenxiu took a moment, turned around, stared at her, and did not deny: "Yes."
The tears that Wan Ziya had just stopped covered her eyes again, and her heart felt as if it had been stabbed by the tip of a knife, trembling:
"In the past four years, you still haven't forgotten Su Mi for a day. You have no relationship with Tancheng, but you still haven't let go of the Huo Group. You have been running the Huo Group just because you still miss Su Mi and want to stay with her.
It’s such a little bit involved, right?”
"Now, Teacher Wei Wei just looks a lot like Su Mi, so you messed up your position, insisted on retaining her, and even beat me for her. Wake up, Erye, no matter how much the former teacher looks like Su Mi,
ah!"
The man's thick eyelashes flashed and his tone was indifferent: "If you can't stand it, get divorced."
Wan Ziya had tears in her eyes.
divorce?
Then why did you marry her four years ago?
Why didn't you bring it up before? Why are you saying it now?
Is it because now he has established a firm foothold in the Jin family, controls most of the Jin family's industries, and has the support of most Jin family members, so he no longer needs her, and no longer needs to look at his aunt's face?
Although four years ago, she knew in her heart that he married her just to make her cousin less wary and step by step control of the Datuk Palace and the entire Jin family, but now when she heard the word "divorce" from him, her heart was still shaken and confused.
Got the set:
"No, I don't want a divorce...I'm sorry, Mr. Er, I won't have a little temper anymore. I was wrong. If you want to use Teacher Yuan, you can use it. I will obey you, and I will obey you in everything. I will not fire Yuan again."
Teacher..."
His eyelids didn't move at all, and he glanced at her coldly, but his pupils were empty:
"That's good."
He turned around and left, slamming the door shut.
Wan Ziya watched him leave and covered her face, tears streaming from her fingers.
Gone again.
He left again.
Just like the past four years, every time, he left after less than a few minutes.
She squatted on the ground and cried for a long time. A touch of silver light on her ring finger awoke her consciousness.
The wedding ring on the fingertips shone brightly in the tears.
Four years ago, because he suddenly fell ill, she didn't have a wedding, a wedding banquet, or even a wedding dress. The grandest wedding in her dream turned into the loneliest one-man show marriage.
Only, there is only such a wedding ring to accompany me.
Moreover, she put it on herself.
This is his custom-made wedding ring in Hongguji, with their last names engraved on the inside of the ring.
This was her only relief.
It was her only sustenance after being treated coldly by him every time in the past four years.
At that time, she comforted herself that it didn't matter, he was too suddenly ill and couldn't hold the wedding. It was an accident, and there would always be a chance to make up for it in the future.
It turned out that she was overthinking.
In the past four years, his attitude towards her, let alone the wedding, he would not even give her a serious look.
Even a newly arrived tutor is more important than himself in his eyes...
How could she expect him to give her a wedding?
She smiled miserably and wiped away her tears.
Not convinced.
She just wasn't convinced.
Absolutely not willing to lose like this.
Divorce does not exist.
Su Mi was gone, but she didn't believe that she couldn't beat a dead man.
My cousin loves the second master's biological mother, but my cousin has occupied him all his life and gained his respect.
She firmly believed that she, like her cousin, could defeat a dead man.
She shed tears, kissed her wedding ring, and felt firm in her heart.
Just then, the cell phone rang.
She took a look at the caller ID, wiped away her tears, adjusted her mood, stood up, and answered the phone: "Aunt Cousin, are you looking for me?"
"Ziya, how have you been in Tancheng recently?" Li Manyao's voice floated over.
"...Very good." She responded, trying to make her voice sound normal.
Li Manyao was not so easy to deal with: "Very good? Then why did I hear the servants at the club say that you and Wei Wei are still living in the clubhouse. Shen Xiu hasn't let you mother and daughter live in Huayuan yet?"
Wan Ziya fell silent for a moment.
Li Manyao said coldly: "Huayuan is Shenxiu's main residence in Tancheng. You and your mother and daughter have been left outside since you passed there. You, the mistress, can't even enter your husband's home. How can this be called good?"
"
Wan Ziya held back her sore nose: "No, cousin... In fact, the second master himself does not live in Huayuan, but lives near the company. Besides, didn't the second master ask me and Weiwei to stay?"
"Don't say nice things for him. You can stay here just because Wei Wei is sick, right? If Wei Wei wasn't sick, he would have sent you back with two plane tickets." Li Manyao sighed softly.
Wan Ziya finally stopped talking.
Li Manyao smelled the damp smell on the other side of the phone and did not mention the topic again. Suddenly her tone became softer and she changed the subject: "Ziya, since you are temporarily staying in Tancheng, can you help your cousin with something?
?”
Wan Ziya guessed somewhat what her aunt wanted to say, so she bit the bullet and said, "Aunt Cousin, please tell me."
"Look, can you find a way to get the core documents about the Wanli Project from Shen Xiu and send them to my cousin?" The woman's voice darkened.
Wan Ziya was silent.
The Wanli Plan is a key commercial project of Kim’s in country m.
This project has been going on for ten years, and my cousin attaches great importance to it. Two years ago, like other industries, it was handed over to Huo Shenxiu.
Basically, whoever holds this project will gain most of the power of the Jin family.
Li Manyao originally wanted one of her confidant nephews to take over the project, and then she controlled it behind the scenes. Unexpectedly, it fell into the hands of Huo Shenxiu, but she couldn't say anything and could only accept it. Privately, she still wanted to snatch this project over.
Li Manyao had approached her before, hoping that she could find a way to steal some important documents of the Wanli Project.