After smoking three cigarettes in a row, Yu Mengxi made up his mind!
She didn't feel choked at all. This was her first time smoking, but she was in an old smoker. The more she smoked, the more she became addicted, as if she could only paralyze herself in this way.
After drinking a bottle of wine, Yu Mengxi leaned on the sofa tiredly.
Looking at the ceiling with empty eyes, the warm scenes I saw through the live broadcast tonight flashed through my mind, and tears filled my eyes unconsciously.
Yumengxi feels like being abandoned, being played with, and being played with.
After a while, Su Lingling's appearance appeared in her mind again.
I remembered the loyal girl who cleaned the room for her, cleaned the wine cabinet without authorization for her body, and filled the wine cabinet with drinks in her refrigerator.
This girl is a type of kindness of a drop of water and a spring of repaying her.
With a light sigh, Yu Mengxi picked up her cell phone and dialed Su Lingling's phone number.
Su Lingling, who needed to raise money at this moment, had no idea of any solution, was crying until her throat was hoarse in the small rental house.
She sat behind the door, with her hands on her knees, and her heart was filled with helplessness.
The phone rang, who would call it so late?
While wiping tears, he took out his cell phone, thinking that it was Mr. Li asking about work, but unexpectedly it was a strange number?
The ringtone continues...
She was in a bad mood, but she still answered, "Hey?" She tried hard to control her emotions.
"Lingling, have you been asleep?" A familiar voice came over.
"Sister Mengxi?" Su Lingling was stunned and asked in disbelief, "Is it really you?"
"It's me." Yu Mengxi said, "Look at the cafe at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning, let's meet."
"Sister Mengxi, where are you?" Su Lingling was very worried about her, "Is Yin Lihua's people looking for you? Are you safe now? I'll tell Mr. Jing about you!"
The other party's heart tightened and asked curiously, "What did you say to Jingting?"
"Yes, no!" Su Lingling quickly explained, "I said you were forced to sign it because someone put a knife around my neck. I also said..."
"What else do you say?" she asked, wanting to know Jingting's reaction.
"Also said you have rejected many companies' invitations before."
Yu Mengxi didn't care what she said, she asked urgently, "What did Jingting say?"
"President Jing should send someone to look for you, but I'm not sure and I've never dared to find out the progress." Su Lingling said, "But when President Jing heard that you might be in danger, he was worried."
He is worried? Really?
Yu Mengxi couldn't help but smile, and her heart felt like it was tearing and pain.
Are you really worried about her, or are you worried that she will fall into Yin Lihua's hands for his use?
"Okay, Lingling, it's getting late, you can rest early." Yu Mengxi said to her, "Look at the cafe tomorrow at 10 o'clock."
After saying that, she hung up the phone.
Su Lingling held her cell phone and was still sitting behind the door. She hugged her knees and thought to herself... Should she borrow money from Sister Mengxi tomorrow?
But if she borrowed this money, with her salary, it would take two years to pay it off without eating or drinking.
The cycle is too long, and Su Lingling is a little embarrassed to speak.
The interest rate for online loans is too expensive.
But thinking about her mother's situation, she could no longer delay, and her heart was full of contradictions.
It was not easy for my mother to raise her. The family was not in good condition since childhood. My mother suffered a lot of grievances and fell ill before she could live a good life.
She couldn't watch her mother fall!
At night, Mo Fan's apartment was as clean as a model room.
Under the warm yellow light, Han Jiamei has been to the bathroom for the 11th time.
Her stomach became more and more uncomfortable. After drinking a lot of warm water, she finally couldn't bear the pain.
When I opened the bedroom door, I found that there was no Mo Fan on the sofa in the living room, and the shoes at the door were still there.
She walked towards the study with doubts, and indeed saw his figure under the warm light.
I saw Mo Fan sitting in front of the desk with an open laptop on the desktop. He was holding the mouse and staring at the screen, not knowing what he was doing.
Knock.
She knocked on the open door.
Mo Fan raised his eyes, "Why haven't you been asleep yet?"