Chapter 14

Outside the door, Ji Mingshu saw Shen Zhao rushing out of the office. Shen Zhao didn't look at her, walked past her, and left at the elevator entrance.

Ji Mingshu tilted her head slightly and glanced at the office, and saw the red figure squatting there. Although she didn't know what they were talking about, she could guess, but the result was not good.

The phone vibrated, Ji Mingshu glanced down, and the call was from the inheritance office. Rui Sier's matter has just been dealt with halfway, should we continue or not... Ji Mingshu raised his eyes and glanced at the figure in the office, and said, "I'll contact you later."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Mingshu hesitated for half a minute, and finally walked over and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Hearing the voice, Ji Mingshu pushed open the door and went in.

"What's the matter?" Song Ling stood in front of the window, holding the blue diamond just now in his hand and grinding it finely on his fingertips.

Ji Mingshu said, "I just called from the successor office and asked the boss what's the next plan?"

Inheritance and Song have no friendship, but according to Song's power and status in the business circle, it is only a matter of one sentence to manipulate a hadn't graduated from Rui Sier. Inheritance didn't dare to oppose the Song family, so naturally he let what he said and what he did.

Song Ling's long eyes drooped slightly, and he suddenly remembered the words of Shen Zhao just now, and instantly felt a little powerless.

What is she doing this for?

As Shen Zhao said, everything is meaningless.

She doesn't love Shen Zhao, even if she gets it, so what?

Song Ling stared at the sunlight outside the window, and across a glass wall, the warmth from the outside seemed to be unable to come in.

She gently opened her lips and spit out two words: "Hold your hands."

Ji Mingshu was stunned for two seconds when he heard Song Ling's words. She has followed the boss for many years, and she knows her temperament. No matter when, she always insists that she must get what she wants, but this is the first time she heard her say give up.

Ji Mingshu has participated in everything that has happened these days. She knows how much effort the boss has put in, but who knows that at the last moment, he actually stopped.

Ji Mingshu knew what she meant, nodded and said yes.

Suddenly remembering something, Ji Mingshu added: "There's another thing, Madam just called and asked you to go back for dinner in the evening."

Song Ling said lightly, "I see."

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Shen Zhao left the Song Group, trembling all over her body and did not regain her senses. The strong noon sun shone down from above her head, she slowly closed her eyes to block the dazzling light.

She can't compromise, absolutely not.

The phone rang in the bag, Shen Zhao slowly turned around, quickly took out his phone, and glanced at the caller ID on the screen.

She was stunned for a moment, then quickly connected: "Hello, Dad."

"Zhao Zhao, are you free today?" A slightly old voice came from the other end of the phone.

Shen Zhao was stunned for a moment when he heard the voice.

For some reason, she suddenly felt that the person on the phone seemed a lot older in an instant.

Shen Zhao's heart was Microsoft, a little sour. She is not her father's biological daughter. Her father never got married in her life.

orphan

Adopted from the hospital.

Dad raised her for her to study and gave her all the care and love as a family member. Xu is because too many things have happened recently, or the mood has been depressed for too long, and she suddenly found that she hadn't gone home for a long time.

She was obviously in a city, but since school started, she hadn't even gone back to see her father.

With a sore throat, Shen Zhao hummed, "Dad, I have no class this afternoon. I'll go back and have a meal with you."

On the other end, Father Shen smiled with relief: "Okay, okay, then Dad will go to the street to buy food now, and prepare something delicious for you in the evening. Is it the same time as before?"

Shen Zhao's eyes were blurred, her nasal voice choked, she said, "Well, Dad, I miss you."

There was silence on the phone for a long time, and Father Shen's voice was a little sour. He said, "Then come back, come back and see Dad."

The relationship between a father and a daughter is different from that of a mother. When a girl grows up, she will have secrets in her heart. Gradually, she will rarely act like a spoiled child with her father and say sweet words.

But in Shen Zhao's world, she has only one relative, her father.

Shen's father was in his early forties when he adopted Shen Zhao, so Shen Zhao was not even in his twenties, and Shen's father was already sixty years old this year.

Although he was in a city, but his home was in the countryside, Shen Zhao had to take the bus first, then transfer to the bus, and after the bus, he had to continue the bus. When he got home, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

The autumn days are short, and the sun has already begun to set in the west after four o'clock.

Shen Zhao was walking on a small road in the country, and her mood gradually calmed down. When she was at the intersection, she happened to bump into her father who came back from shopping for vegetables. She stood there for a while, hurriedly ran up, took the bag in his hand, and shouted with a smile. his dad."

"I'm back, are you tired?" Father Shen was still smiling. In recent years, he has aged a lot, and his wrinkles have become deep, like ravines.

Shen Zhao looked at the increasing number of white hair on her father's head, and her eyes were sore. She quickly lowered her eyes to prevent the people in front of her from finding out. She shook her head and said, "I'm not tired. Anyway, I don't need to walk even if I'm sitting in the car."

Father Shen nodded and murmured to himself, "That's fine, that's fine."

When the two returned home, Shen Zhao helped to choose and wash the vegetables, and helped Shen's father.

In the kitchen, the two of them were busy with dinner, while gossiping about some household things.

"Zhaozhao, how are you and that Sier?" Father Shen asked suddenly.

Shen Zhao squatted on the ground to choose vegetables, and was stunned when he heard his father suddenly ask about Sier. Dad knew about her and Sier, but Dad never objected. In this matter, Father Shen was very open-minded.

"Fortunately, she has an internship recently, so she will be busy." Shen Zhao said with his head lowered.

Father Shen: "If you have time, you can bring her back for dinner. I haven't seen her for a long time."

Shen Zhao felt warm in her heart, she hummed and said yes.

Shen's father stood by the sink washing rice, in a trance, suddenly asked: "Zhao Zhao, are you still used to studying and living in school? You haven't lived in high school before, you only started dorm in college. Dad remembers your freshman year. , I called in the first week and cried and said I wanted to go home." Father Shen said a lot of things from the past with a smile on his face.

Shen Zhao also pursed his lips and smiled. Today, Dad said a lot of things from the past, as well as interesting things about her when she was a child, some of which she didn't even remember, but Dad was so excited about it, she hadn't seen him so happy for a long time.

After Shen Zhao finished picking the vegetables, she stood up and put them on the kitchen counter. She said with relief, "Dad, don't worry, I'm grown up now, don't worry about me."

Father Shen pursed his lower lip and his eyes were a little wet. He smiled and said, "Yeah, Zhaozhao has grown up, grown up."

It took more than an hour to cook a meal. Dad's cooking skills are very good, and he made her many dishes that she likes to eat. After dinner, he steamed a lot of purple rice buns, and the two sat around in front of the TV, watching TV while kneading noodles and steaming buns.

This is the case every time, Shen Zhao likes Zimi, so every time before she leaves, Shen's father will steam some for her to bring to school and share a share with everyone.

His father was an authentic and simple peasant, with the simplicity and kindness that belonged to a peasant. Although he had no culture, he gave Shen Zhao the richest upbringing and kindness.

Because the drive was nearly three hours, Shen Zhao still had class the next morning, so she got up at five o'clock.

After washing up and going downstairs, found that father had been up for quite a while, preparing her breakfast and the things to bring.

Shen Zhao walked to the dining table, and there were fried dough sticks, soy milk, and bean curd. The fried dough sticks should have been bought at the market early in the morning, and they still tasted like the past.

"Dad, why do you get up so early and don't sleep much?"

Father Shen brought out two more bowls of porridge from the kitchen, and said with a smile, "I can't sleep, you can't eat these in school, this corn porridge is grown in our own fields, it's very fragrant, you can try it. ."

Father Shen brought it over, and Shen Zhao quickly took it.

After a breakfast, the sky was still bright. Shen Zhao rushed to the bus station with a large bag and a small bag. At this time, it was the first bus in the morning.

Shen Zhao turned back, looked at Father Shen who was following behind him, and shouted, "Dad, you don't have to send me off, it's not too far away, go back quickly, it's cold in the morning."

Father Shen still had that smile on his face. He took the thing in her hand, held it in his own, and said with a smile, "It's okay, Dad will send it to you."

In the early morning of autumn, there are no people on the country road, and occasionally a car or two pass by, which adds a little childhood flavor to the quiet morning.

Walking to the bus stop at the big intersection, Shen Zhao took the things in his hand, she checked the bus, and there were three stops left, she said, "Dad, go back, the bus is coming."

Father Shen raised his eyes and looked at the empty road in the distance. It was foggy in the autumn morning, and some couldn't see it clearly.

The left hand in his pocket hesitated for a while. A few minutes later, when the bus came, he took it out and stuffed it into Shen Zhao's pocket, his voice buzzing: "Zhao Zhao, you take this money with you, it's at school. Don't be reluctant to spend money, tell Dad if you don't have money to use, don't wrong yourself."

The car was about to come, Shen Zhao was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly grabbed his hand, "Dad, I have money, you don't have to give it to me, I'm not at home, you have more..."

"Here, put it away, the car is coming." As soon as the words were half-pulled, Father Shen pushed her into the car.

There were not many people in the car. Shen Zhao sat by the window and looked at the old man outside the car window. He clearly had a lot to say, and he hadn't seen him for more than a month. Every time he left home, he was always so sad.

The car drove away, and Shen Zhao watched the figure outside the car window drift away, and finally disappeared into the morning fog.

She couldn't hold back the tears suddenly. She squeezed the purse in her hand, which contained a thick roll of coins, and felt sour and uncomfortable.

There is a very helpless feeling in this world. You are growing up slowly, while the person closest to you is slowly getting older, and even one day, he will leave you... It seems that such a thing cannot be thought deeply. It breaks my heart just to think that something like that could happen.

But the world seems to always make fun of people, what you are most afraid of, happens to happen.

If Shen Zhao knew that that trip home was the last time she spoke to her father, she would definitely stay and do nothing, just stay by his side and not go far.

One afternoon half a month later, Shen Zhao suddenly received a call.

It was Jiangcheng First People's Hospital. "Is it Ms. Shen Zhao? Your father, Shen Zhonghua, suddenly fainted. He is now in the operating room. Please come over immediately. You need to sign a critical illness notice."

Shen Zhao was struck by lightning, and her mind was in a trance for half a second. All she could think of was the phrase "sign the critical illness notice". Douda's tears dripped from her eyes. She hung up the phone and flew to the hospital immediately.