The Gold is Yours, You Are Mine

When Qiao Yu first woke up, she was in the hospital, the clock on the wall was ticking, she stared at the white ceiling for a while, and then vaguely remembered what happened before she fainted.

The infusion tube was still attached to the back of her hand, Qiao Yuchu struggled to sit up by herself, pulled out the needle, and stumbled out while pressing the tape.

The nurse opened the door and came in, hastily put down the tray.

"Hey, ma'am, you are too tired and have hypoglycemia. You have to stay in bed for a while, and you can't walk around for the time being."

The policewoman who sent her also came in.

"you're awake?"

Qiao Yuchu ignored her and grabbed her.

"The old man who was hit, how is it now?"

The female policeman paused for a moment, then stopped talking.

"In the ICU, just passed away."

Qiao Yuchu's eyes were dark again, and she leaned back. Fortunately, two people supported her. She sat on the bed, her eyes were red, and she was panting slightly.

"What about my parents, where are they now?"

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When she saw her father in the detention center, someone had already visited him before her.

The woman took the child and looked at him through the window with tears in her eyes.

"Sorry, I hurt you..."

Qiao Zishan's eyes were also red, and he was still smiling to comfort her.

"Hey, it's a big deal, the worst is a few years in prison, you and Xixi are in the future, don't come here, it will be bad for your reputation if it spreads."

The little boy who was held by the woman was four or five years old, and he had been knocking on the glass on tiptoe to call Dad.

The woman picked him up.

Qiao Zishan kissed him several times through the glass.

"Hey, good son, do you miss Dad? Dad will go back to see you in a few days, and then take you to the playground, okay?"

The two played around for a while before the woman put the child down.

"No matter how much compensation they want, I can give them the money, as long as you don't go to jail."

As the woman spoke, she began to cry again.

Qiao Zishan persuaded with kind words, coaxing softly.

"Don't worry about this. There is insurance. You can keep your money by yourself. If I really go in, you and Xixi can't live without hope."

It was the first time for Qiao Yuchu to see such a gentle and loving expression on his father's face, he had never treated his mother like this before.

At this moment, she knew that the family was completely broken up.

She obviously had a lot of things in her heart that she wanted to question and accuse him, but she couldn't say a word, it was all blocked in her throat, making her nose sore.

The moment she turned to leave, tears welled up.

Joe's father didn't see her at all, and said behind him.

"One more thing, help me find a lawyer outside and draft a divorce agreement. The property, house, and car will all belong to her. I can leave the house without leaving the house. The only requirement is that I must get a divorce."

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Qiao Yuchu walked to the women's detention room. Through the glass, Qiao's mother saw her coming, and stood up with a swipe.

"How is it? Have you met your dad? What did he say? Is he going to change his mind? What's so good about that bitch? I knew that he would never forget her. I didn't expect that all these years, he would still be inseparable." , and now they even have children..."

Mother Qiao's hair was loose and her make-up was also worn out. In just a few days, gray hair was added to her temples.

She kept chattering and talking on her own, Qiao Yuchu looked at her and felt a little sad and pitiful.

"Mom, let's get a divorce."

She said it calmly.

Qiao's mother's chattering words came to an abrupt end.

Time seemed to stand still.

Like a rusty machine, Mother Qiao slowly turned her stiff head, rounded her cloudy eyes, and said with an expression of disbelief and a voice so sharp that it could pierce eardrums.

"What did you say?! Say it again!"

Qiao Yu moved her lips at the beginning, but before she could open her mouth, she spit on the glass. She stood still, but Qiao's mother rushed forward and beat the glass frantically. Fists and slaps would fall on her.

She wailed at the top of her voice and was dragged away by the police who arrived.

"You are a white-eyed wolf just like your father!! I gave birth to you for nothing and raised you for so many years!! You actually turned your elbows outwards, Qiao Yuchu, you just rushed to be a son and a daughter for others, Do you want to be a horse?! One or two of you want to get rid of me, I tell you, there is no way! Bah! Bah, bah, bah!!"

pat—

The iron gate closed.

Another farce ended.

Qiao Yuchu only felt physically and mentally exhausted, and her eyes were darkened again and again, so she had to support the wall to stabilize her figure.

The cell phone in her pocket kept vibrating and vibrating, and it was probably another call from the victim's family.

She managed to gather herself together, she still had a lot of things to deal with, so she could only drag her heavy steps forward step by step.

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After leaving the gate of the detention center, someone was already waiting for her.

The woman was standing by the side of the road holding the child. Seeing her coming, she took a step forward and said, "Let's talk."

Qiao Yuchu turned on her toes and was about to leave.

"I have nothing to talk to you about."

The woman looked at her back, and just said a word, which made her angry well up in her heart.

"Don't you want to know how me and your dad got started?"

"So you made my house into what it is now, are you here to show off your power? Let me tell you, even in the name of love, you are just a dirty and despicable third party!"

Qiao Yu turned around in a flash, seeing the woman's indifferent expression, she couldn't help raising her right hand.

The little boy stopped in front of his mother.

"Don't bully my mother!"

When she came into contact with the child's clear eyes, her raised palm still failed to fall, she bit her lip and trembled.

The woman took the child back, took a pack of tissues from her bag and handed it to her. She didn't know when it started, but she had already burst into tears.

"I haven't eaten yet. There is a McDonald's across the street. Let's have a meeting."

How ironic.

She rushed back from Beijing overnight, and the first concern she received was from the third party who destroyed her family.

Qiao Yuchu looked at the hamburger and hot milk in front of him, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"You don't think that I'll forgive you if you show me kindness, or even...accept you?"

The little boy ran to the play area to play. There are no people in McDonald's on weekdays, which is very suitable for talking about things. The woman sat relaxed on the seat, looked at her quietly, and shook her head.

"I never thought about it that way, I just want you to know who is the real third party."

"Your father and I have known each other since we were in high school. When we were in college, we were admitted to different majors in the same school. I studied English and he studied architecture. At that time, we had agreed to get married after graduation."

"During his junior year, because of his excellent grades, he was recommended to be a graduate student at University A. There, he met his tutor..."

When the woman said this, she raised her eyes and looked at her, with a sad expression on her face.

"That's your... grandpa."

"I believe you can already guess what happened next. Your father is young and promising, and he is very popular with his mentor. Of course, your mother also likes him very much, so in order for the two of them to be together, your grandfather used all his resources Social relations, using my parents' jobs, my own diploma, his future development, etc. to threaten me to leave him."

When Qiao Yu first heard this, her palms were clenched into fists, her nails had sunk deeply into her flesh, her eyes were red, and she panted slightly.

"My grandfather is no longer alive, so don't spit blood!"

"Am I talking nonsense? You can go back and ask your mother."

The woman looked at her indifferently, and there was even a trace of pity in her eyes.

"By the way, you can also ask how you got there."

Qiao Yuchu's head buzzed, she couldn't listen anymore, picked up the bag on the seat, and was about to rush out the door.

The woman stood up too.

"I'm not saying this to irritate you, or to offend my own immoral behavior. I just want to say that in this marriage, I, your father, and your mother have all made mistakes. The most innocent will always be There are only children, but luckily everything is in time, please advise your mother, if you let others go, you will let yourself go."

She said, and handed over a business card.

"Zi Shan is already looking for a divorce lawyer. He is willing to give up all his property, leave the house, and even go to jail for your mother. In addition to the part of the insurance compensation, I can also advance the medical expenses and compensation for the injured. , please think about it carefully."

Qiao Yuchu's eyes fell from her face to the business card she held in her hand, and the cheerful laughter of the little boy playing in the play area came from his ears.

She bent her lips and revealed a sardonic smile.

"So, everything my dad said includes me, too?"

The woman narrowed her eyes, picked up her wrist, put the business card into her palm, and avoided the topic.

"Your father said that you have grown up too, and he is very happy to see that you can achieve what you are today. If you want, his home is also your home."

When Qiao Yu first walked out of McDonald's, she was in a daze and didn't know where to go. Suddenly, she felt like she didn't know where to go home.

People on the street came and went, she could only follow the crowd blankly, and the green light on the sidewalk turned red.

Vehicles are coming quickly.

The moment she was about to step down, the phone rang suddenly, waking up the dreamer.

Qiao Yuchu looked down, and when he saw the name flashing on the screen, he covered his mouth and began to cry.

Between academic conferences.

Jin Shunqi hid in the tea room and talked with her on the phone, his eyes full of distress.

"God, what happened is not your fault. Don't cry anymore. I really feel sorry for you. I wish I could fly to you immediately with superpowers."

Qiao Yuchu found a bench by the street and sat down. His joke finally made her bend her lips, but she was still sobbing.

"I'm...really...don't know what to do now."

"Listen to me first, you haven't eaten all day and night, go find a place to rest and eat later, call the insurance company after eating and drinking, and ask their staff to go to the hospital with you and talk to the victim family members to discuss compensation."

Jin Shunqi thought for a while.

"I'll give you the phone number of a lawyer friend of mine later. If they insist on suing, leave the matter to the lawyer."

"As for your parents..."

Jin Shunqi paused.

"If I look at this matter from the perspective of an outsider, I think there is really no need for such a marriage to continue."

Qiao Yuchu sniffed and wiped away her tears with a tissue.

"I also know, but my mother... in her heart, me, and my father, are her everything. She hasn't gone out to work since she got married. She feels that although this family gathers less and leaves more, there is no shortage of things. Food and clothing can be regarded as having no worries about food and clothing, and happiness is complete."

"All the beautiful things collapsed overnight, how should she accept this reality."

Listening to her sobbing intermittently over there, Jin Shunqi felt as if his heart was being fried, and he glanced at his watch.

"Yuchu, I have another operation in an hour. You wait for me. Before twelve o'clock tonight, I promise you will see me. Then we will face these things together."

"Promise me, before you see me, take good care of yourself, okay?"

His voice seemed to have a magical power, which easily calmed her mind, Qiao Yuchu was choked with tears.

"Kim, I really don't know... how to thank you."

Jin Shunqi smiled and said softly.

"Aren't friends supposed to help at times like this? Well, don't cry, go find a place to eat, and I'll be there tonight."

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After Coach Liang sent the director away, he knocked on the door of the ward, pushed the door gently and entered, and put the lunch box on his bedside table.

"Dinner, what are you looking at?"

Yan Xinyuan was lying on his side on the bed, wearing a hospital gown and reading glasses, flicking his cell phone.

"Looking at the sports news."

Coach Liang took the mobile phone away from his hand, threw it on the bedside table, and raised the small table for him.

"The doctor said, you should rest more now and work less."

Yan Xinyuan looked at the lunch box in front of him, picked up the chopsticks and put them down again, somewhat unable to eat.

"What's the matter, you, is the food not to your liking?"

"You turn on the TV for me, and don't allow me to watch the mobile phone. I'll watch the TV head office. If I don't see the result of the game, I feel like a cat is scratching my heart. Let alone eating, I can't sleep."

"You..." Coach Liang had no choice but to pick up the remote control.

"Okay, okay, I'll show you, Shi'an should be able to win today's game, right? Take a look, and I'll feel better."

As soon as he finished speaking, the TV switched to the sports channel.

The camera flashed by, and Xie Shi'an in the screen regretfully walked off the field, unwilling to even say hello to the media present.

Explain A Road.

"Unfortunately, Xie Shi'an's game today ended in failure again. She is currently ranked at the bottom of the lower half. There will be another game tomorrow, which is against Canadian player Anton Switch, who is currently ranked third in the world. .”

Commentary B: "Tomorrow's game is very important for Xie Shi'an. Even if she loses a small round, theoretically speaking, even if she wins all subsequent games, the existing points cannot exceed the current bottom half. Anton Switch, ranked number one, has no hope of qualifying."

The air froze for a moment.

When Coach Liang came back to his senses, he was about to switch channels.

"It's okay, it's just a mistake, tomorrow's game..."

Yan Xinyuan pushed the small table away, resisting the pain from the needle hole in his chest, and sat up.

"Buy me a plane ticket, I'm going to Shanghai."