The president's private treasure

  He rubbed his forehead, saying with difficulty, "Those are my compensation for Wanqing... all these years, I haven't done anything for you and your mother. Originally, before Wanqing turned 18, I should have given you alimony, but back then... I gave it to you in one lump sum. That was far from enough. Besides, the company was established by us together, and I didn't give you that share either... don't return any of these... Wei, I'm sorry..."

  Yan Qing grasped Xu Ke Wei's arm: "Mom, what he owes us is that you're too softhearted and don't know how to take it back. Why do we have to return it?"

  "Longing..."

  "Worst comes to worst, I won't take his anymore!" Yan Qing looked at Ding Zhi Gang with a gaze full of resentment.

  Ding Zhigang hung his head in shame, his heart heavy with emotion that he couldn't breathe.

  "Mother... Today, in front of you, I'm cutting off all ties with him as his daughter!"

  "Infatuation!"

  "Infatuation!"

  Xu Kewe and Ding Zhigang spoke at the same time.

  Xu Ke Wei sighed: "Forget it... after all he is your father, as a child..."

  "It's not him!" Wanqing clenched her fists and pressed them heavily on her knees, "He didn't... If you knew what he did, you wouldn't say that."

  Xu Ke Wei gently grasped her hand, slowly loosening her fist: "Wan Qing, don't be like this. Although he has done many wrongs, he is still somewhat good to you. As a person, one must be grateful; even if he hasn't fulfilled his responsibilities as a father, in the end, he brought you into this world..."

  "Mom..." Wan Qing's heart was filled with a gnawing pain, almost collapsing. "You... why? Why did Mom have to be so good..."

  Ding Zhigang's eyes were burning with desire, he reached out his hand to touch Xu Kewei, but Xu Kewei coldly said: "Leave."

  He trembled as he withdrew his hand, looking at Wanqing's pained expression, and choked out: "I'm sorry..."

  "Get out!" Yan Qing spat out a single word in a low, husky tone.

  "Ah, Wan Qing..." Xu Ke Wei looked at her with a pained expression and hugged her tightly. It was all her fault, she had transferred schools, why did she have to react so strongly and hurt Wan Qing like this?

  That night, Wan Qing and Xu Ke Wei slept on the same bed. Wan Qing said: "Next semester I will transfer back to school, don't be angry anymore."

  "I'm not mad at you," Xu Ke Wei said. She thought about it carefully, whether to transfer schools or not didn't matter, what was important was Wan Qing. "Wan Qing, is that little Xue a classmate from the new school?"

  "She... she's also a transfer student like me, from an ordinary family background. It seems that because her relatives work at the school, she transferred to that school."

  Wan Qing didn't want her good friend, Xu Ke Wei, to have the impression that she was a rich girl. If Xu Ke Wei were to suspect Tian Xue, Wan Qing's relationship with Mu Tian Yang would eventually be exposed...

  "Because we were all freshmen, we were a bit ostracized at first, so we became good friends."

  Xu Ke Wei smiled: "Is this your best friend for now?"

  "It's fate... I guess." These past few years, because her mom was sick, she really didn't have time to make friends. Even with Mu Tianxue, it wasn't great, but if you count it, they were still the classmates who spoke the most.

  "Since your best friend is there, don't transfer schools." Xu Kewei said, suddenly remembering something, "How about the tuition on that side—"

  She stared blankly for a moment and said, "I've already paid."

  Xu Ke Wei sighed: "He probably knew we were having financial difficulties and did this on purpose, so that we wouldn't be willing to let go."

  "Is mom that kind of person? He miscalculated! If we really move, we won't miss anything at all!"

  Xu Kewei sighed: "How is the teaching in this school?"

  "It's okay... In two monthly exams, I ranked first in the first one and third in the second one."

  Xu Ke Wei patted her back: "Just here... it's the last bit of effort he made for you, and there won't be any more in the future."

  "Hmm..."

  "If one day we have money, we will still return the surgery fee to him."

  "......Great!" Wanqing hugged her tightly, "I'll pay him back double..."

  "I'm sorry..."

  "As long as mom is fine......" Wanqing bit her lip, tears streaming down her face, but she didn't let herself make a sound.

  That night, Wan Qing slept with her phone turned off. The next day, while Xu Ke Wei was cooking lunch, she turned on her phone and hid in her room to send a text message to Mu Tian Yang: "I'm at home, it's not convenient for me to answer the phone. I probably can't go back there anymore, if you don't allow it, I have no choice. At worst, tonight I'll turn on the gas and die with my mom..."

  Her emotions were written to this point, tears streaming down her face, and then slowly deleted. This was her despair, but Mu Tianyang would think it's a threat, right? Wouldn't he immediately come knocking on her door?

  No! She'd rather die, she'd rather die with her mom than let her mom know about this!

  Mu Tianyang sat in the conference room, slightly distracted, but no one could tell anything was amiss. Suddenly, his phone rang and he picked it up casually.

  What is this thing?

  But since it was from Wanqing, I opened it anyway.

  The person who was making the report found his action suddenly stopped, he waved his hand: "Continue."

  "I'm at home, it's inconvenient to make a call. I probably can't go back there anymore, don't know what to do. I don't want mom to know."

  Mu Tianyang tapped on the screen a few times and suddenly spoke up: "How do I send a text message?"

  This broken phone, it seems like he hasn't typed a single word on it since he got it!

  Not to mention this one, but even the previous and the one before that didn't exist! The number of text messages he sent can be counted on one hand. Even when we were dating in college, he wasn't fond of sending texts...

  "What?" The person making the report was stunned, and the other listeners looked at each other in dismay.

  "Continue."

  What's next? Do a report? Teach you how to send short messages? The supervisor weighed it and decided to continue with the report!

  She thought Mu Tianyang's call would come immediately, so she had already put her phone on silent mode. She stared at the screen, staring at it for ten minutes, which felt like an eternity, until a text message arrived.

  "Take a break, we'll talk about it when school starts again."

  She flung down her phone, covered her mouth with her hand, and almost burst into tears. After crying for a few minutes, she picked up the phone and quickly replied to the message: "Thank you! Thank you! Tianyang, thank you!"

  Mu Tianyang saw this and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart. He really wanted to ask, can you love me?

  What's the point of just saying thanks? He has already fallen in love, if she doesn't love him back, isn't he losing out big time?

  "After a long while, he sent another one: 'Send me a "good night" every day, so I know you still remember your gold master!'"

  She looked at it affectionately, moved her fingers, typed out a "good" word, but finally silently deleted it, then deleted all the messages, and read a book.

  At night, she obediently said "goodnight".

  Mu Tianyang received a text message and walked back and forth in their room barefoot, his whole body filled with an irrepressible sense of anxiety.

  Someone said goodnight, but he couldn't fall asleep peacefully.

  Ding Wanqing, we haven't known each other for long, why do I love you so much?