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Tang Thirty-Six, leaning on his walking stick, walked in a hurry. Although he was a bit unsteady, she seemed to be running away.

As her cousin, Chen Jiqian was naturally duty-bound to help her. "You guys chat, I'll help her." As he spoke, he quickly followed outside the door.

Uncle Zhang looked at the flustered and flustered Tang Xiu and felt heartache at the same time. He sighed and said, "Ai, it's really not easy to have a child like her."

Ling Qiao knew that it wasn't easy for her. His ankle had been fractured twice, and his ligaments had also been injured. Putting aside the intense pain, just her dream was something he couldn't see.

"It's a good thing that she's well in the medical field. If this goes on, she'll be able to walk very quickly."

Uncle Zhang wanted to speak, but hesitated. "I'm not talking about her foot injury …" The old man frowned and sighed heavily. The sorrow and worry in his eyes had never dissipated. It was obvious.

"Do you really think Qing left you to go to America for the sake of ballet?" Uncle Zhang shook his head, but refused to continue.

Ling Qiao was a smart person. He knew that Uncle Zhang would never casually speak, "Uncle Zhang, is there something else?"

"Ugh, don't ask, don't ask anything …" Just now, Tang Xiu had reminded him repeatedly not to tell Ling Qiao the truth. She did not want to break the relationship between husband and wife, but his heart ached for this little girl. He watched her grow up, and watched as they discussed marriage from when they were two little girls without guessing each other's feelings.

Seeing that Uncle Zhang wanted to say something, Ling Qiao became even more curious, "Uncle Zhang, even if you didn't say it, I would have already known. I can directly ask her."

"Don't," wasn't this the same as slashing the girl twice, "Alas, do you still remember the financial crisis three years ago?"

Ling Qiao realized that the situation was not as simple as he had expected, and it was even more complicated than he had expected. Even the financial turmoil had been dragged into it, "I remember that when Ling Bai almost met with an accident, Uncle Zhang still helped me get a loan from the bank. Otherwise, it would be impossible for Ling Bai to have his current status."

"Right, right, it's all thanks to that bank loan …" Uncle Zhang could not help but tell him the truth.

Three years ago, a financial crisis swept through Asia. Ling Bo Group's stock market plummeted and Ling Zhiwei fell ill. At this critical moment, the bank rejected the loan. The loan was huge and the bank refused to approve it.

Ling Qiao was extremely anxious. As long as they were able to get past this hurdle, everything would be fine. However, the crux of the issue was that if they could not get the loan, everything would be for naught. When he went to the bank, he was stopped by a guard holding an electric baton. At that time, he was impulsive and irritable, fighting with a group of guards before he could even see them. At the entrance of the bank, he injured five guards in a row and even smashed the glass door of the bank.

When the police arrived, they subdued Ling Qiao who looked like a mad dog on the spot, and went to the police station with the handcuffs.

The Ling family was filled with despair. Their son was unconscious, their grandson was locked up in the police station, and Ling Wang Meiyu had almost left as well.

At that time, the Tang Clan had also been greatly affected by the financial crisis. Elder Tang had taken out whatever funds he could to make up for it, but it was still a drop in the bucket. Tang Shuqing had her grandfather ask her to go to the police station to see Ling Qiao. Ling Qiao, who was always as proud as his life, refused to see her no matter what, and even asked the guard to pass on a message telling her not to come to the police station again.

"Uncle Zhang, help me arrange a meeting with the bank's president."

"Qingqing, what are you trying to do? It's no use, he hasn't even seen Ling Qiao, let alone you. "

"No, Uncle Zhang, I heard that the president... "Loving women …"

"Little girl, what are you thinking? No, absolutely not! I will not let you do anything stupid!"

"Uncle Zhang, I beg of you, Ling Qiao is my life, he is my everything, I can't let him lose everything. If Ling Bai is ruined, then he is ruined, if he is ruined, then my everything is ruined. Uncle Zhang, won't you be fine as long as you get through this crisis? "If you don't say it, I won't say it. Who would know? Uncle Zhang, I'm begging you."

Seeing that the stock market was in imminent danger, and that the Tang Dynasty was still kneeling on the ground, Uncle Zhang could only agree.

Ling Qiao was only detained for two days at the police station, but when he was released, he still didn't know what had happened. Tang Qingqing rushed into his arms, "Ling Qiao, everything is fine now, it's all over now. The bank's loan has been approved. Uncle Zhang went to ask for the president."

Tears flowed down her face like a spring. Tang Qingqing was crying, and all of her tears fell onto Ling Qiao's body. However, when she saw the joy on Ling Qiao's face, she felt that it was all worth it.

Ling Bai Group had passed the most difficult stage. Ling Qiao worked 18 hours a day to manage the company. She couldn't relax even for a second until the company was completely on the right track.

Just when everyone thought that everything was all right, Tang Siqing suddenly received a call from the bank's president. The shameless old man wanted to take care of her, or else he would have told this matter to Ling Qiao.

Tang Ching went to Uncle Zhang for help, but Uncle Zhang was too old and in poor health. He would go to the hospital every now and then, so he couldn't help her anymore.

She had no choice but to agree. At that time, she really wanted to die. She would even imagine hiding a knife under her pillow and stabbing the governor to death while he was enjoying himself. She would imagine poisoning the old man with wine. But if she killed the president, wouldn't their scandal be made public?!

There were some things that, once in, can never be turned back. After enduring three months of physical and mental pain, she finally decided to leave.

"Uncle Zhang, I can't not leave, I've been surrounded by evil spirits," Tang Thirty-Six kneeled in front of Uncle Zhang's bed, begging him once more. "Uncle Zhang, I will go to America, I don't have the courage to face Ling Qiao with my dirty body, I beg you to help me suppress this matter, please don't let the president say it, I beg you."

Tears streamed down Uncle Zhang's face as he nodded and said, "Child, I'll suppress this matter. Even if I have to sacrifice my life, I will still suppress it. "Right now, you can only leave. After the news of the new year has passed, you can come back."

"En!"

Just then, Chen Jiaxian, who just happened to come to visit, heard everything and angrily said, "Shuiqing, is what you said true? Is the president really doing this to you? "

"Cousin, calm down a bit, I'm fine, I'm fine, I don't care."

"It doesn't matter what it is, since you sacrificed yourself for Ling Qiao, is it worth it?!"

"It's worth it. As long as Ling Qiao is fine, everything is worth it. "Cousin, please don't tell Ling Qiao that you're going to help me, you're going to help me …"

Chen Jiaxi couldn't hold back his anger, "I'll help you, I'll help you kill that old pervert!"

"No, cousin. If I can kill him, I'll kill him first, but after that? Since this matter had been exposed, then I … I don't want Ling Qiao to know, Cousin. "

The Chen family couldn't bear to see this. He had always doted on this cousin of his. "Good, good, good. This cousin will definitely help you."

Thus, Uncle Zhang resolved the issue of the president's seal, Chen Jiaxian settled the issue that Ling Qiao had pursued, Tang and Qing were leaving, Ling Qiao would definitely pursue the matter.

The more Ling Qiao listened, the more he lost control, the more his face contorted in disbelief. Until now, he still had not forgotten Tang Zhaoqing's words. "Qiao, the current life is not what I want. I want to pursue my own dream. I don't know when I'll come back. Just forget about me."

At that time, she spoke with such decisiveness, but only now did she realize that there was a reason for her decisiveness.

So later on, Chen Jiaxian would advise him to let her be free if he loved her. So there was a reason for all of this.

"Uncle Zhang, is what you said true?" Ling Qiao asked word by word, gritting his teeth as his veins ruptured.

"I've always begged you not to say it, but I've never broken my promise in my entire life. This time, I can't do it! Ling Qiao, ah, that branch manager went to the outer province, that's why he dared to come back. "

"It's not true, it's not true!" Ling Qiao growled as he crushed the ceramic teacup in his hand. Fragments of the tea cut into his palm. The pain was not even a thousandth of the pain he felt in his heart.

"Du, du, du" came from the door. It was the sound of Tang Zeqing's walking stick.

Ling Qiao's heart was beating as well. One moment, another moment, another moment.

What did I do, I would rather go to jail, I would rather go bankrupt than suffer for me again.

Ling Qiao's expression was a little scary, in his mind, he recalled Tang Siqing's pure and pure appearance from before. She was so clean and pure, she tiptoed and danced ballet, her eyes always carrying a smile, as if she was a fairy that did not eat the flames of the world, so calm, so leisurely, so worldly.

That year, he was nineteen, she was fifteen, the age of the first love, they held hands for seven years, she swore to be his bride, he swore to give her a lifetime of happiness. All he knew was that she had abandoned him for her dream. He couldn't compare to her ballet, he was angry at her for not keeping her promise, he was angry at her for not giving him the chance to wait. If, when she left, she said, Joe, wait for me, when I've fulfilled my dream, then he'll wait for her, too, at least with an expectation.

But she said that she did not know when she would return, and she made him forget her.

He had even given up the opportunity to wait for her.

If he had known she would come back, he definitely wouldn't have married first, so he would have pretended that nothing had happened, he would have preferred not to know, but he just so happened to be married, and he just so happened to fall in love with his own wife. Now he was going to tell him that his ex-girlfriend was being spoiled because of him, so how could he face all of this?

They still had three years to meditate, digest, and heal, but he didn't.

He had been at a loss before, but he quickly distinguished himself. He loved his little wife, and he wanted to spend his life with her. No matter how good his first love was, it had already passed. So he responded to Tang and Qing's enthusiasm in a cold way, he had to be cold, his enthusiasm was now all given to his little wife.

He thought he handled things well, that he wholeheartedly loved his wife, that he wholeheartedly guarded his home, but at this moment, he suddenly told him that the fact that he could climb out of the quagmire was something Tang Congee had exchanged for herself.

She smiled and said, "Cousin, I can walk, but don't support me. If you support me, it'll just get in the way."

"Girl, you're helping you out with good intentions, and you think …" As he walked to the door, he saw Ling Qiao holding a broken teacup in his hand. Chen Jiaxi was momentarily stunned, "Ling Qiao, what are you doing!?"

Seeing the blood in his hand, Tang Thirty-Six struggled to walk over with her walking stick. She wasn't very steady, but once she sped up, she lost her walking stick and fell right in front of Ling Qiao.