The Red Second Generation’s Abandoned Former Wife (50)
The system was startled.
It glanced at the host and found that she was in high spirits, picking out a wheelchair for Su Shian.
Su Shian was enjoying some abuse?
The host did nothing, why was the favorability soaring?
Bai Weiwei also heard the sound of the favorability reminder. Her eyes squinted slightly.
“It seems that Su Shian is aware of my depression.”
When she accepted the memory, she went over the memory of the original owner.
Of course she knew that the original owner had a history of depression.
The system was startled again, “How are you depressed? Don’t sully the disease. Depressed, where do you look like you’re depressed.”
Its family’s host will only makes others depressed.
Bai Weiwei wore a calm expression, “It is the original owner that had depression, so when I got in Chen Wenfeng’s car, I planned out an ambush for today.”
What normal person would cry all the way.
Those who have been pushed to the end of despair would weep with a particular heartbreak.
When she left the hospital just now, she saw Chen Wenfeng’s car.
So this matter must have been Chen Wenfeng telling Su Shian.
It should have started when she was sobbing in Chen Wenfeng’s car.
This a buried knot in Chen Wenfeng’s heart, then he would go investigate the original owner’s history of depression.
Bai Weiwei sighed: “Su Shian is still the first bastard that I want to abuse. The original owner was depressed for so long, but he didn’t even know.”
How much hatred was there to force a person into depression.
“So I had to turn around 365 degrees to abuse him again. Let him know that the heavens have a revolving wheel. Who is spared by the heavens?”
The system couldn’t help but pick its ears, “Can’t you speak human?”
Bai Weiwei coldly hummed: “Take my ten days of life value, and also want me to give him a good face? Keep dreaming.”
System: What, for the original owner’s sake? In fact, it was just heartache over some life value.
Suddenly Bai Weiwei’s cell phone received a text message.
She opened it.
It was from Su Shian.
“Can you come back for a minute? I want to see you.”
This text message was polite and gentle.
It was not like Su Shian’s previous style.
Bai Weiwei waited an hour before replying.
She then pushed the wheelchair and returned to the hospital.
Su Shian’s eyes were still red, and he lay quietly in his hospital bed.
When he saw that Bai Weiwei came, he tried to show his gentlest smile.
Bai Weiwei was unconcerned, “This is a wheelchair. You’ll probably have to live on it for the rest of your life.”
Su Shian didn’t dare to speak for a moment. It was his own despicable scheme to deceive her about his leg disability.
Then he glanced at the wheelchair.
A pink wheelchair covered with big and small hearts.
On the back of the wheelchair was a painted message, 【This person is so lovely, yo, don’t you just want to cherish?】
Su Shian’s face was black. He was a big man, who would want to ride in such a wheelchair?
He could almost imagine it. A few days later with his circle of friends, he would be mocked and ridiculed by them, saying so lovely, yo and laughing.
Bai Weiwei glanced at him, “What, not pleasing to the eye?”
Su Shian endured and tolerated, then accepted his fate and bowed, “Pleasing to the eye, very pleasing to the eye, I like it very much.”
With the help of the nurse and the doctor, before their astounded eyes, he sat in the girly heart-filled wheelchair.
Su Shian bowed his head and said, “Let’s go to the roof.”
Bai Weiwei looked at him, puzzled. Finally she glanced at his pair of broken legs, and with a disdainful expression she pushed him up to the roof.
There were only the two of them on the rooftop.
It was already dark.
Su Shian suddenly said: “When I was in school, I once had a dream. One day, with my beloved woman, we would snuggle together to watch the fireworks.”
At that time he was young and frivolous and didn’t put Bai Weiwei in his eyes at all.
He also did not like any other woman, but because he thought girls liked fireworks, he thought in the future if he met a person he liked.
There must be a fireworks show for her.
Suddenly the sky lit up.
Countless colorful fireworks went off in the sky.
They illuminated Bai Weiwei’s beautiful profile as she watched it. It seemed her heart had been touched.
Under the fireworks in the sky, she heard his voice.
“I’ll let you go. Weiwei, we can get divorced.”