PFC Chapter 899 If life were just like the first time we met
Chapter 899 If life were just like the first time we met
"Oh." She didn't seem to care.
"You...you don't have anything to say?"
"What should I say?" Lu Miaomiao thought for a moment and said, "Should I say you deserved it?"
Lu Jiangting: "..."
He shouldn't have had any expectations of her, and he had no right to have any expectations of her.
His daughter's selfishness and indifference stemmed from the fact that he, as her father, had given her too little.
How can someone who has never received warmth offer warmth to others?
But Yuyao was so good to her, and she sacrificed so much for her, so why was she so cold to Yuyao?
Perhaps... just as she said, because they are father and daughter, she resembles him.
"I...I'm so sorry, Yuyao..."
"Alright, alright, my mom's been dead for ages and you're still talking about her. Why didn't you apologize to her when she was alive? What's the point of telling me now?"
Lu Jiangting: "..."
"Speak your mind, or shut up. If that's all you have to say, then I'm leaving."
Lu Jiangting dared not ramble on any longer and told Lu Miaomiao what he had heard and seen.
“He’s not your Uncle Jianjun’s son. He’s the son Fang Qing and Wang Jianguo had when they were having an affair. Miaomiao, you have to help me. You have to make this public. Otherwise, I’ll be letting down your Uncle Jianjun and your mother even if I die.”
Lu Miaomiao: "..." What does this have to do with my mom?
However... if this is true, it would be of great help to her if it were made public.
Wang Chenchen is such a spineless coward, he refuses to sign the divorce papers, and she has to fight him in court.
Now that this matter has been exposed, it will be easier for her to file a lawsuit.
"Okay, I'll take care of it for you."
Lu Jiangting lay alone on the hospital bed, waiting. He was so ill that even holding a mobile phone was too tiring.
The caregiver put a brace on him, and he raised his trembling hand, sliding it occasionally.
After waiting for about half a month, the word "explosive" came into view.
"The martyr's orphan is a fake; he's the illegitimate child of the old man's mistress."
'What kind of succubus is this? Does this mean both scumbags and martyrs have fallen for her?'
'My God, is this real?'
"I guarantee it. Paternity tests are everywhere, and even the official authorities are involved. How could they be fake?"
Another official account's post, "We must not let the martyrs feel disheartened," also quickly became a trending topic.
I never imagined that a story could have a sequel in addition to the two parts.
The onlookers were like they'd been injected with adrenaline, pulling out their ancestral keyboards and typing furiously, afraid of missing out on this wave of attention.
Lu Jiangting zoomed in on the paternity test, confirmed the truth of the matter, and suddenly burst into laughter.
The dozing caregiver was startled and rushed towards him.
"Sir, what's wrong?"
"Hahahaha... My whole life... is like a joke... cough cough cough... a joke..."
"I deserve this fate, I deserve... cough cough cough..."
The machine kept beeping, which terrified the caregiver, who rushed to call the doctor.
Lu Jiangting was rushed into the emergency room. In his dazed state, he could see the busy people around him and hear their voices coming and going, making it hard to tell if they were real or not.
Lu Jiangting was already on a ventilator, but he was still mumbling two words.
"Yuyao, Yuyao..."
The tears in my eyes didn't stop; they kept flowing and flowing...
In a daze, he seemed to see Yu Yao.
That year, when the wildflowers were in full bloom, she wore a floral dress, had two thick black braids, and smiled like the most beautiful flower in the mountains.
"Brother Jiang Ting, I'll be twenty next year, and I'll marry you."
'Okay, I'll come back and marry you next year during my vacation.'
'Then you can't bully me, or I won't marry you.'
'Fine, if I don't treat you well, you can marry someone else. But I promise I'll treat you well.'
The instrument beeped, and by the time Lu Miaomiao arrived, Lu Jiangting had already passed away.
What happened to her monthly salary of over 20,000 yuan? Did it all vanish?
She decided to hold Fang Qing and her son accountable for this.
……
Lu Jiangting was startled awake again.
He glanced at his watch; it was a little past five in the afternoon.
He came back from the police station and slept for the afternoon.
The version of himself in his dream also died. After learning that Wang Chenchen was not Wang Jianjun's child, he died in the hospital with endless memories.
Only then did he realize that this was the last dream.
Is this how it ended? It seems to have been expected.
Lu Jiangting went to the bathroom and washed his face with cold water, which cleared his mind considerably.
Seeing his gaunt face and sunken eyes in the mirror, he suddenly understood what he needed to do.
He picked up his keys, went out, and made a call from a nearby phone booth.
"Minister Xu, I'll take on the task for next year."
Old Xu: "Didn't I tell you to go back and discuss it with your families first? You shouldn't be home yet, have you already made up your minds?"
Lu Jiangting originally refused because he knew his mother wouldn't live for more than a few years, and he wanted to be able to go back and spend the New Year with her every year during those years.
But after waking up, he suddenly changed his mind.
I am the first person to be driven mad by Yu Yao.
But his parents were also involved.
He knew all too well that his mother was a soft knife, and her greatest skill was using morality to blackmail people.
People like Yu Yao, who are kind and soft-hearted, are most easily morally blackmailed.
Lu Jiangting recalled that dream, in which Yu Yao and his mother called him, and his mother always praised Yu Yao in various ways while scolding him and Fang Qing...
She often made harsh remarks to him, saying that she only recognized Yu Yao and not him, and that if they died, all the family's belongings would go to Yu Yao and not him.
What does my family have? A few plots of land, a few dilapidated houses, and we'll never see demolition compensation.
Why not try demolishing it if possible?
Ironically, he even complained to Yuyao about it, saying that she had badmouthed him to his parents and caused a rift between them.
Only then did he realize that his parents could not possibly love their daughter-in-law more than their son.
That's only because they rely on Yuyao for their retirement.
They didn't mind that Yuyao couldn't have another son, because a son's future was more important than a grandson.
Never mind...let's just leave it at that.
Lu Jiangting took a deep breath and said into the microphone, "My mother is doing well with my sister. I have no worries. Let me go."
After hanging up the phone, Lu Jiangting returned home and took out a newly issued notebook.
After staring at the notebook for a long time, he began to write.
……
Fang Qing didn't go back. As it got dark, Old Zhang asked, "Where's Fang Qing?"
Although Old Zhang's life was saved, his health is deteriorating.
Sometimes I cough all night and can't sleep.
The doctor said it would only take about six months.
He is now lying in bed, needing to be taken care of in every aspect of his life, including eating, drinking, and using the toilet.
Fang Qing accepted extra money, yet she still tolerated serving him.
Yang Guangzong really didn't want to serve Old Zhang.
But for the sake of his family fortune, he had no choice but to endure it.
Yang Guangzong sighed and said, "Fang Qing suddenly has something to do and won't be able to come back for the next ten days."
"Huh? What's up?"