1985: C1985 Troubled Person

C1985 Troubled Person

When Soong Huiqiao's scheme was exposed in the Northern Dynasty, she was fully prepared to die.

For ordinary people, death was quite a terrifying thing.

However, for Soong Huiqiao, who had received death education since she was young, it couldn't be said that drinking cold water would make her diarrhea. However, she really didn't think too highly of death.

However, after witnessing Han Xuan's tragic death with her own eyes, she knew that there were many different forms of death.

Only then did she know that if she was unable to complete the mission given to her by the Exorcist, her death would be even more tragic than Han Xuan.

Soong Huiqiao was scared.

She was finally afraid of death.

In order to survive, or to not die like Han Xuan, she had to do something.

She used her current only weapon, Beauty, to set a trap for Gao Fei.

Unfortunately, she failed.

Gao Fei told her frankly that the only person he was afraid of was dead this early in the morning. From now on, regardless of what he wanted to do, he would not have any scruples, including abandoning Soong Huiqiao.

Soong Huiqiao didn't know who that person was, she just saw that Gao Fei didn't lie to her.

After her final plot was exposed, Soong Huiqiao was so desperate that she lost her courage to beg. She sat on the carpet like a pile of mud, staring blankly at something as if she had lost her soul.

Gao Fei stood up.

He had said what he needed to say. There were still many things that he needed to do, and he was unwilling to waste any time with a foolish woman who would never cry. Her life and death no longer mattered to him.

Gao Fei opened the door and walked out.

Before closing the door, he glanced back at her.

Soong Huiqiao was still sitting blankly with her back to him, like a statue.

Pop. It was the sound of the door closing.

Soong Huiqiao's body trembled slightly, and all her strength disappeared. She collapsed weakly on the ground, unable to even breathe. Yet, her tears continued to flow freely.

From the moment the door closed, Soong Huiqiao knew she was dead.

The only difference was how he would die.

Tang Peng would kick her out of the Cloud Sky Pavilion Club, and now she was of no value to him. She would walk the streets like a zombie, but in less than half an hour, she would be taken away by a car — and then, she would disappear from this world forever.

It was as if she had never been in the world, and people knew her name, perhaps years later, from the top secrets of the North: Soong Huiqiao, the former Second Lady of the North, was dead.

After she was brought back by Gao Fei, she actually still had a chance of survival.

However, she did not cherish it. She had thought that with her final weapon, she would be able to make a comeback.

Stupid.

A path to death.

She did not regret it. She was no longer afraid.

Her tears were because, until now, she hadn't had the chance to enjoy her life and fall in love with this beautiful world. She had failed to live up to the good skin that the heavens had given her.

Tears flowed freely. After who knows how long, Soong Huiqiao closed her eyes.

She wished she could sleep and never wake up.

However, a voice came from behind her in a hateful manner, "I lack a secretary, do you have the confidence to do it well?"

It was Gao Fei's voice.

He clearly closed the door and went out. Why is he still in the house?

Like a person whose heart had stopped beating, Soong Huiqiao's heart was electrocuted in the process of being rescued. Soong Huiqiao's heart suddenly moved, and her life force returned to her body along with tears that seemed to burst out of a dam. She abruptly sat up from the ground and looked back.

Gao Fei stood behind the door with tears in his eyes. He crossed his arms and looked at her as if he pitied God, who had suffered too much in the world.

"I … I …"

Soong Huiqiao really wanted to shout out loud. She had the confidence to do the job, but she couldn't say it out loud. All she could do was nod with all her might.

"Then get up and come with me."

After Gao Fei finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out.

Walking into the corridor and looking at the bright sunlight shining through the window at the end, Gao Fei sighed softly: "Sigh, when will I get over my soft-heartedness?"

Those who were truly soft-hearted loved to cry.

Lian Chunfaang loved to cry, even though she was now in tears of joy.

She was about to regain her Shen City and return to her normal self with Tang Wenju.

To Aunt Lian, this trip to the Jingdu City was definitely a nightmare.

In the days since she had arrived at the Jingdu City, she did not have the time to visit the plaza that she had yearned for since she was young, nor did she have the chance to see the solemn and solemn flag raising ceremony. She also did not have the chance to stand on the Great Wall of Ten Thousand Miles, opening her arms wide as she shouted towards the distance: "Meng Jiang Nü, I'm here, where are you?"

These past few days, she had been staying in the Cloud Sky Pavilion Clubhouse and was suddenly tortured by Lao Tang's idiocy.

The Jingdu City was very beautiful, and it made people yearn for it. After all, this was the heart of the motherland.

Lian Chunfaang, however, swore that she would never be like Lai Jingducheng in this life.

"Mom, don't always cry, it makes me feel bad too."

Seeing his mother always wiping her tears there, Tang Peng also felt sour and blamed himself even more.

Which son of his did not want his mother to laugh all day without a heart?

Lian Chunfaang was originally the type to be heartless, but after a trip to Jingdu City, she had grown a heart and lungs -- This made Tang Peng very uncomfortable. He walked over and gently hugged his mother, wanting to whisper a few words to her, but he didn't know what to say.

Nestling in her son's broad arms, Lian Chunfaang suddenly realized that her once shameless son, who fought Lao Tang for his milk, was now a man. The kind that could support the heavens and support the earth, she protected her just like when she was young.

She shouldn't cry, she should laugh.

Wasn't it also because of filial piety that her son asked her, Lai Jingducheng?

It was the old couple's bad luck that caused all these unfortunate events, and it had nothing to do with their son.

"Alright, boy, I won't cry."

Wiping her son's mucus, Lian Chunfaang looked up into Tang Peng's eyes and said softly, "Son, my biggest hope now is to be like your neighbor, Aunt Wang, holding a kid by the hand all day and showing off in the street."

"Aiyo, I just changed my clothes. I was dirty because of you. What a pity."

Tang Peng cried out miserably. He turned around and looked at Pann Dongdong with a smile, "Sure, you just want a guy with a handle. If you want a few, then I'll get Sister Dong to mass produce them for you."

Pann Dongdong's beautiful face flushed red.

"Stinking brat, you only know how to make me happy!"

Lian Chunfaang punched her son in the chest, tidied up his collar, and whispered, "Go bid farewell to that shameless old fogey, he's too embarrassed to come here."

Tang Peng raised his head and looked at Lao Tang, who was standing alone at the ticket checkpoint, then walked over with a chuckle.

In the past, if it was Lao Tang inside the airport Waiting Room with many beauties, his' old eyes' would have been like those of a motor, slurping away and away long ago (If a man didn't want to come back, the only way was to maintain the heart of a year ago).

But now, he raised his head and seriously studied the electronic screen, turning a blind eye to the pair of sexy long legs that passed by him from time to time.

This trip to the Jingdu City made Lao Tang suddenly understand a lot.

He felt that when he returned, he would be able to write a book called: Jingdu City is heaven, and also hell.

A cigarette was passed over.

Tang Wenju lowered his head and looked at it. He reached out his hand to take it, but his face quickly darkened, and reprimanded sternly: "This is the Waiting Room, this is the Smokeless District! You little rascal, you dare to smoke here, you have truly let me down in your teachings! "

Looking at the pained expression on the old man's face, Tang Peng finally felt relieved. He patted his shoulder and said, "Lao Tang, you can still think about not smoking here. This proves that you are back to normal."

"You scolded me. When did I need you to worry about me?"

Tang Wenju sneered and cursed. He raised his hand and pinched his son's face and whispered, "We're all men, right?"

"Of course he's a man, he's also one that can support both heaven and earth!"

Tang Peng also wanted to extend his hand and smack his father hard on the face. However, since this action was very unfilial, he could only give up: "Dad, don't worry, I …"

Tang Wenju interrupted him with an unfriendly tone, "I know that you will dress me in filial piety after I die. You're the only unfilial son I have."

Tang Peng realized that he said the wrong thing and was about to explain when Lao Tang said, "Brat, it's your duty and duty to dress me up in filial piety. I didn't, you understand? "

"I understand. Dad, I'll be fine. Do you remember the first time I secretly drank with you, and the time I promised you that when you reached your eightieth birthday, I would drink with you until you were as drunk as mud? "

Looking at Lao Tang's black face which was full of fatigue, Tang Peng suddenly felt like crying.

"Of course I remember. I will definitely wait until that day. However, you still have to work hard. Let's not talk about other things, let's just solve these problems first. "

Lao Tang chuckled and looked at the back of Tang Peng.

Tang Peng subconsciously looked back, and saw outside the Waiting Room window, there was a tall girl waving at him through the glass. There was an obviously fawning smile on her face, and not far behind her, there was parked a Little Ao Tuo.

[What the hell is this?] Tang Peng sighed, but his eyes suddenly froze.

Not far behind Jing Wuyan, he saw a girl wearing a black windbreaker walking out of a car.

"Xing Ya Si looks much more haggard than before."

Tang Wenju's old eyes were still as sharp as ever.

Tang Peng acted as if he didn't hear anything and just stared blankly at Xing Ya, not knowing what to think.

Lao Tang laughed, gloating, "Son, be careful with these girls. They are more difficult to deal with than your mother, so it's not as easy to deceive them. I believe you know better than me. "Alright, I'll be going now. In the end, congratulations on getting yourself into trouble."

No one likes to get into trouble, so Gao Fei isn't willing either.0

But sometimes men have to take the initiative.

There was no other way. Who asked Mr. Gao to be soft-hearted?

Sitting on the comfortable leather chair in the barber shop, Mr. Gao casually flipped through a beauty magazine. He was drowsy due to the air-conditioning, so he really fell asleep.

He did not know how long he slept, but it seemed as if someone had lightly touched his shoulder.

Gao Fei immediately opened his eyes and saw a beauty wearing a black and white collar suit standing in front of him. There was an elegant and reserved smile on her face: short neutral hair, bright eyes with black-framed flat glasses, exuding the competence and shrewdness of a white-collar lady.

"Oh, what, you want to sit in this chair?"

Gao Fei was stunned for a moment. He stood up and was about to make a gentleman's gesture to invite the lady to sit down, but she smiled and said softly, "Boss, shouldn't we go for dinner?"

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