As She Wished

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I heard her mention the deceased old man.

Fu Zheng was silent.

The ward fell silent for a while, the light was shining in obliquely through the glass window, and in the orange sunset, the fine dust still flew calmly.

After a long while, Fu Zheng said with a tired expression: "I only have a daughter like you, and I will always do it for your good... Can you just listen to it once?"

"..."

"How well-behaved you were when you were a kid, Dad still remembers that people who came to the doctor used a hammer to sew a needle. When you came home, you saw it. You took Dad's hand and shed tears..."

Talking? There was a pause for a few seconds.

Fu Zheng continued to speak softly, "You also said that you will grow taller than your father in the future, so go to the hospital to protect your father."

At that time Fu Jing was only five or six years old.

The little, short and thin girl had to tiptoe to reach his waist. But seriously, he said that he wanted to protect his father.

Obviously such a good child.

Recalling, Fu Zheng's voice was choked up a bit, "Dad is just a daughter like you, what do you want, and how old you are raised, he doesn't expect you to... just want you, let you..."

Hidden in the wings of your parents? Peace and prosperity, not for a lifetime? Okay.

Fu Zheng never believed in eternal feelings. He only knows that people's hearts are changeable. If you can't find someone who can be committed to a kindred spirit, then you have to find someone from a family background that is good-tempered and easy to handle.

Powerful, no father and no mother, cruel heart, and history of mental illness.

No matter how good the external conditions are, this kind of person is never? They are a good match, their family? They are already small and rich, so how can they bear to send their daughter to Pangaozhi.

What's more, now, even he and Qiao Wanting are in a state of vague control.

I would rather cut the flesh and let the blood be removed? Wouldn't it? I would like to exchange half of my daughter's life for a temporary benefit.

"..."

Fu Jing was touched by his tone and felt uncomfortable.

She lifted her hand to wipe away the tears, her eyelids were a little pink with her rude movements, she lifted her chin slightly, and the tears on her face were already clean.

"I just want to be with the person I like."

Fu Jing emphasized: "Work and objects are all things of a lifetime, and you must choose what you like. This is what my grandpa taught me. I have always listened to my grandparents?"

She blinked her long eyelashes, her face was pale, but her eyes were clear, and she didn't have the slightest sense of timidity to flinch.

Fu Zheng still wanted to speak.

"Okay, she has her own idea," Qiao Wanting, who was silent for a long time, suddenly interrupted, "I didn't care about her when I was a child. Now that she has grown up, you are not qualified to care about it."

Fu Zheng couldn't help turning around.

He is still somewhat unconditionally tolerant and gentle towards his daughter, but facing his wife who is on his side, his temper in his bones can't be controlled, and he scolds: