C26 There Were Quite a Few Friends Here

This was the first time he came to the company at such a late hour. When everyone saw him come, they all cast sidelong glances at him, and then Ji Lang, who was discussing the progress of the project with others, also came over, clicking his tongue in surprise, "Is the sun rising from the west?" "The work ends on Saturday. Say, where did you go on the weekend?"

He said nothing, "I'm not coming to work, so I have to apply for leave from you?"

"That's not necessary. I just want to ask you, how was the meal last time?"

Fu Yu An considered it seriously and shook his head. "It's so-so."

Ji Lang and the eight women possessed him and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I don't like the taste of their steak, and the wine is almost good."

"Go to the side. Who asked you this?" I'm talking about people, the girl who eats with you. "

"Not bad." He commented as he turned on the computer and immediately went back to work.

Ji Lang sighed beside him. "What do you think you like? Since you're so old, you can't possibly be single for life just because of what happened to Jiang Luoyu? It's been so many years since we let go of each other's families. Why can't you let go of them? "

Fu Yuan's finger paused. When Ji Lang asked him what kind of girl he liked, there was a person in his mind. However, did he like that person or did he like that person?

"Don't worry about it, I don't expect you to give me old age."

"I love my future son dearly. If you really plan on never getting married, then leave your estate to your foster son as soon as possible. If you grow old and teach your future son to give up his life for the rest of his life, then you won't end up dying in your old age."

"In the end, it's because you're thinking about my shares."

"Of course not." Ji Lang held his hands behind his back as he took a deep breath. "Forget about it. There's no rush in matters of the heart. It's still a long life. Maybe I'll meet someone I like that day."

Jiang Wenshu went to work in the afternoon. He sat in front of his computer and drew pictures for the entire afternoon. When he got off work, he felt a bit dizzy. He dripped two drops of eye drops, checked the time, packed his things, and prepared to go to the hospital to see Zhou Yu again.

She pushed open the door and called Zhou Yu to surround two or three people, two men and one woman, one man and one woman probably her parents. The woman pointed at her and said, "Next time, if you want to die, just die clean. We don't owe you anything. You don't know your own shame, but your father and I still have some face!"

Zhou Yu was lying lifeless on the bed, not reacting at all.

Another young man also said, "Sis, it's been so long, why do you keep insisting on this matter? "What good will it do you?"

"If she had a bit of shame, she wouldn't have done that. Having a daughter like you, there's nowhere for me to put my old face!"

Jiang Wenshu stood at the door and listened to the unbearably insulting words. In the end, he could no longer bear to listen any further. He closed the door and walked over, "Zhou Yu …"

Only after seeing her did Zhou Yu react and ask why she was here.

Jiang Wenshu helped Zhou Yu sit up, opened the bowl of porridge, and handed it to her. "You haven't eaten yet, right? I'm off duty, so I'm here to see you. Hurry up and eat."

When Zhou Yu's mother saw her, she asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm her roommate."

"My roommate?" Mother Zhou scoffed, "You have quite a lot of friends. I see that you're having a good life, and you just don't want me and your dad to have a good life. Look at your face, your father and your brother and I are here to see you, and that's the expression on your face?"

Zhou Yu drank his porridge in silence, still not saying a word.

However, when her younger brother saw Jiang Wenshu's eyes light up, his gaze never left her.

Jiang Wenshu felt uncomfortable being stared at. He wanted to leave, but he couldn't leave Zhou Yu alone here. Even if he was fine, as a normal person, living in such an environment made him want to commit suicide.

"If you want to commit suicide again, just say it in advance. Your dad and I will come and collect your corpse! "Are you afraid that your mother will beat you to death?"

Zhou Yu finally reacted, raising his head to look at his mother, his eyes dim, "There's no need for you to help me collect my corpse, just treat it as if I'm not there. Whether I live or die has nothing to do with you."

Old Zhou's mother retorted angrily, "Alright, you better remember what you said. Even if you die in the future, your mother won't even look at you!"

After saying these harsh words, the family of three slammed the door and left.

Zhou Yu drank two mouthfuls of porridge before putting down the bowl. He lay back down and pulled the blanket over his head. His shoulders shook as if he was crying.

Jiang Wenshu didn't know how to comfort her. He patted her shoulder lightly across the quilt and said, "Have some more porridge."

The person under the blanket shook his head. "You should leave as well."

"Zhou Yu …"

"I told you to go." Her voice was choked with sobs.

"Then I'll come see you tomorrow."

She stood up and walked to the door three times in a single step. As she was about to leave, she ran into the doctor who came to check up on her. Seeing her come out of Zhou Yu's room, she asked, "Are you here to see Zhou Yu?"

Jiang Wenshu nodded. "Doctor, how is Zhou Yu?"

The doctor said everything was fine, but then he shook his head, "But her condition isn't too good right now, and it's not the first time she committed suicide. The last time was when she cut off her wrist, who would have thought that she directly swallowed a sleeping pill this time."