My Best Wife

Chapter 832 Wang Xia's Predicament (11)

No matter how angry Wang Xia was or confronted Wang Mingda, he couldn't change his decision, and Wang Xia could only watch the hard work of her mother's life, and finally fell into the hands of the enemy.

"Since then, I have never had a father anymore, or, in fact, from the scene in the living room as early as the scene, I thought he was dead. So for all these years, I have been the eldest lady of the Mingda Group in my external identity, but In fact, I started boarding when I was in high school. I was in school when I was in college. After graduating, I bought my current apartment and started my single career. After my mother died, I never went back to live in that house for a day, even during the Chinese New Year. This must be staged a family reunion moment, in order to perfunct Wang Mingda, I will at most just go back to have a meal." Wang Xia said indifferently.

It was precisely because of her hostility that Wang Mingda became less and less patient with her, and the original trace of guilt disappeared completely. All his thoughts were placed on He Meiqing and his son.

"Can I not hate him or them? All this should belong to my mother. If they took it away, I will take it back." Wang Xia hated her to the extreme. But Fang Zhiqiang can understand her completely. After all, her mother is her spiritual idol, her favorite person in the world, and the support of her ideas. And Wang Xia's mother is indeed pitiful.

It's just that this family's grievances and grievances turned into struggles, and it seems that Wang Xia lost.

"I've been thinking about how to regain Mingda, so you see me as an ambitious woman. Wang Mingda doesn't want me to participate in these things. Then I will use my own ability to tell him that I can do it. I can. I entered Sammy by myself. My mother was able to build Sammy bit by bit back then. I just want to start from the simplest and lowest level things like her, step by step, and walk up to him and everything. In front of people, get this position; so I want to enter the headquarters of Mingda, I want to become the real controller of Mingda, and take back all that belongs to my mother."

"But, as a result, I worked so hard to pay so much, and in the end it was a complete failure." Wang Xia whimpered, "I am most afraid of losing Senmei, that is my mother's...I can't lose to that bitch. Why am I sorry my mother..."

"Wang Xia." Fang Zhiqiang also heard a bit of sadness. His mother had been ill for several years. To put it bluntly, it was because of his unworthiness that her condition worsened and died. At this moment, Wang Xia's tortuous life experience reminded him of his mother and of his father who is still old in the mountains but still cares about him all the time. For a while, Fang Zhiqiang's nose was a little sour: "Your mother worked so hard back then, and she must have wanted you to have a happy and beautiful future. She definitely didn't want Sammy and Ming Tak to burden you. If she sees you so sad Pain, her spirit in the sky can hardly be peaceful."

"But for a long time, the meaning of supporting me to live is to avenge my mother and take everything back for her. If I give up, I really don't know what else I can do." Wang Xia said with tears. There were already several empty bottles in front of her, all of which she drank.

"It's not that you want to give up." Fang Zhiqiang considered the sentence, "It's just that I think the current situation is too unfavorable for you, and your emotions will be disturbed, and there is no way to make a correct judgment. So I think, you Stop first, take a break, and think about what you can do and what you can do when you really calm down." He added: "I will be with you, don't worry."

This sentence is from the heart of Fang Zhiqiang. Although it is impossible to ask him to go back to Sammy to help Wang Xia regain his strength, he is absolutely impossible to ignore Wang Xia's failure. He really does something like that. Does not come out.

"As for tonight, let's spit out your unhappy things first. Make yourself feel better, and don't think about anything else." Fang Zhiqiang said, and passed a bottle of wine to Wang Xia. Pick up a bottle too.

This evening, Fang Zhiqiang can be said to be very responsible for staying with Wang Xia, drinking with her, listening to her talk about his experiences over the years, and then he also told Wang Xia a lot about his mother, how to take care of him as a child He accompanied him. Speaking of later, Fang Zhiqiang even cried. He didn't know whether it was for Wang Xia, or for his own experience, or for his mother who would never see again in this life.

Later that night, neither of them knew how much they had drunk. Wang Xia's drink volume was okay, but she drank a lot, a lot, and she had been full of thoughts, so she hadn’t eaten and rested for a few days. Okay, so it was a mess afterwards. Although Fang Zhiqiang's alcohol volume was very good, he couldn't hold it back. He had already drank more than a dozen glasses of concoction when he came up. Later, he drank so many beer with Wang Xia and finally became drunk.

Later, they didn't know how they got out of the bar and how they got home. They all drank like drunks, and the car couldn't drive, so they threw them there.

When Fang Zhiqiang woke up in a daze the next morning, he still felt the first bursts of pain, as if someone was stirring it with a stick, and his stomach was also uncomfortable.

Fang Zhiqiang was not fully awake at this time. He only smelled a warm fragrance at the tip of his nose. It seemed familiar and somewhat distant, but he was suffering from a severe headache. What could he think of?

At the same time, he felt the warmth and fullness in his arms, as if a delicate body was in his arms, sometimes unconsciously arching twice, Fang Zhiqiang could even feel the touch of the silky skin, which was close to his body. The faint body temperature that came together, and the slightly familiar aroma. This made Fang Zhiqiang instinctively react.

"Damn! I drank too much again, and I actually had a spring dream. The dead lady, I had to find her to settle the account when I saw it later, which made me drink so much again." Fang Zhiqiang thought he was still dreaming, and the uncomfortable hangover made him endure Can not help but curse.

But immediately, Fang Zhiqiang told the truth, and the wine woke up completely.

Because his hand unconsciously touched another body, the body curled up in his arms was not a dream or an illusion, but actually touched it. The smooth skin and soft hair also exudes a faint fragrance. With the movement of his fingers, he instinctively understood, and let out a sigh of relief.

It was this voice that made Fang Zhiqiang completely awake, not only waking up, but also completely stunned.

What exactly is going on? How could he sleep with Wang Xia?