As soon as Ding Xiaowei went out, a cold wind blew over his face, and he felt a chill on his face.

Lingling turned her face to look at him, her little face full of tears. She didn't care about herself at this time, but she tried hard to wipe his face with her little hands.

Ding Xiaowei kissed her, "It's okay, dad is okay, it's too windy."

Lingling hugged his neck and buried her face on his shoulder.

Ding Xiaowei patted her back gently, "Lingling, you have grown up and you must be sensible. You will know from now on that there are too many things that are not as good as you wish in this world, and you have to learn to adapt."

Lingling shook her head and hugged his neck tighter.

Ding Xiaowei waved to stop a taxi.

He didn't know how far this place was from the city, he just hoped to go home soon.

The warm and soft little girl in her arms was all his comfort.

As long as this daughter is here, he will have infinite power and he will never be defeated.

The car drove for more than an hour before they got home.

Ding Xiaowei gave all the money in his pocket to the driver, and he was always frugal and tipped for the first time.

It doesn’t matter, isn’t he rich anymore? No matter what he exchanged for, money is the closest and most realistic one.

In fact, this is quite perfect. From the beginning, he took Zhou Jinxing home. What he was looking forward to was definitely not a romantic relationship. What he was looking forward to was that one day Zhou Jinxing could give him some affordable rewards.

Putting aside the experience that made him feel bad in the middle, he was seeking kindness and everyone was happy, and he should be happy.

Yes, you should be happy.

Ding Xiaowei's cell phone was still in the hands of Zhou Zongxian's bodyguard. There was no way, so he had to buy a new cell phone, and then went to the mobile hall to get his account back.

The phone is empty and there is no contact person.

This will make you feel free, so as not to delete hundreds of text messages that are irrelevant to Zhou Jinxing.

But everyone is on holiday, and it is not a big deal for him and Lingling to be locked in the house.

He didn't have a phone call from Zhan Jiyu, so he simply took Lingling to Xiao Zhan's house directly.

Xiao Zhan was shocked when he opened the door, "Hey, haven't you returned to your hometown?"

Ding Xiaowei smiled, "Yes, aren't you back now?"

"Have you been there for so many days?"

"Yes." Ding Xiaowei didn't want to say much, so he raised the bag in his hand, "I bought a lot of things, let's eat hot pot."

Xiao Zhan smiled happily, "Okay, okay, come in quickly, I'm so bored if you're not here." He picked up Lingling, "Oh my good Lingling, I'm so beautiful today, I'm wearing new clothes."

The three of them entered the house with a smile.

When Ding Xiaowei helped clean up after dinner, Xiao Zhan said, "Brother Ding, I want to discuss something with you."

"Oh, what's the matter."

"My family still wants me to repeat the school and say I can't be an urban management officer all my life. Now there is a chance. If I agree and can directly transfer to the class, I don't have to wait for next year, but I can't make up my mind. You don't know, my parents can't tell me, and mobilize my brother, sister, my aunt and aunt to call me one after another. I'm so annoyed. I'm quite hesitant now. You can give me some advice."

"This is a good thing, I think you should repeat the exam."

Zhan Jiyu pouted, "You think I should repeat the school... But when I think of my senior year, I was scared. It was so terrible to ask me to do it again."

"Isn't it just a year to get through it? It's good to have a good start. Your parents are right. You can't be an urban management officer for the rest of your life. You can only find a good job when you get into college and have a promising future."

Xiao Zhan curled his lips, "What is promising? I think it's enough to spend money. The key is to have someone you really like to be with me, and that life will be a happy life." After that, he blinked ambiguously at Ding Xiaowei.

Ding Xiaowei smiled and said, "You are so free and easy. It's not your fault. When I was seventeen or eighteen years old, many people around me thought so. I'm so stupid and innocent."

Zhan Jiyu said dissatisfiedly, "I will think so in ten years."

"Okay, I won't argue with you. But to be honest, Uncle Ding advises you to go back to study. If you really get along with a partner in the future, can you provide the other party with a good living environment? Will life be better?"

Zhan Jiyu lowered her head and thought, "...I'll listen to you, I'll go to repeat the school." After that, he raised his head and smiled at Ding Xiaowei, "Uncle Ding, please be with me. If you want to be with me, I will have the motivation to study hard, find a good job, and give you all the money you make in the future."

Ding Xiaowei said "cut" and said, "I'll wait until you can really make money. I won't want the blank check."

Zhan Jiyu's eyes lit up, "If there really was one day, would you be with me?"

Ding Xiaowei patted his head, "You study hard first and make progress every day."

Zhan Jiyu said excitedly: "Uncle Ding, I am still in this city when I go to repeat the school. If I don't go back to my hometown, we can still meet frequently."

"That's great."

"I will definitely study hard, and then I will apply to the university here, so I will definitely not leave you."

Ding Xiaowei looked at him with a smile.

No one will really not leave anyone, but this kind of thing always sounds happy.

Zhan Jiyu soon returned to school.

Except for the child who usually comes to find Ding Xiaowei, who has changed from his awkward urban management uniform to a very fit and youthful school uniform, his life has not changed much.

He still lived his little life from 9 to 5.

He hasn't moved that check yet. He is not short of money at the moment, so that thing should have no shelf life.

But if he kept keeping it like this, he was a little uneasy. After all, he hadn't gotten the real money and everything was empty.

One night he turned it out and spread it in front of him for a long time.

Then I picked up the pen and began to hesitate about how much to fill in.

If Zhou Jinxing's net worth is not a big deal, he will fill in a few million, but unfortunately he doesn't have the courage.

He Ding Xiaowei was not born to do big things, so he could even think of it.

After summarizing the half-year that Zhou Jinxing lived at his house, he should have about 10,000 yuan.

Ding Xiaowei hesitated, and finally gritted his teeth and made a ruthless heart, filling in a hundred thousand.

He spent 10,000 yuan on him, but he knocked out 100,000 yuan. It was worth it.

After filling it out, Ding Xiaowei stared at Zhou Jinxing's signature last year for a long time.

Although the name is hateful, the word is really beautiful.

Zhou Jinxing, Zhou Jinxing, Zhou Jinxing...

Ding Xiaowei touched the dried handwriting with his fingers, and finally slowly covered his eyes with his hands.

When Ding Xiaowei returned home that day, he met someone who surprised him.

Specifically, it was not that they encountered each other, but that the other party was standing downstairs of his house.

When Ding Xiaowei approached, the petite and fashionable woman slowly took off her sunglasses, looked at him silently, and whispered: "Xiaowei."

Ding Xiaowei felt like a thorn in his throat for a moment, and it took him a long time to find his voice, "Jiang Lu."

His ex-wife.

Lingling shook his hand and looked up at him. She seemed to be familiar and unfamiliar with the woman in front of her.

After two years of leaving, although Jiang Lu would occasionally call Lingling and transfer money, it was the first time she met.

Ding Xiaowei felt a little uncomfortable, and slowly squatted down and said to Lingling, "Lingling, this is my mother, do you still remember?"

Jiang Lu's eyes immediately turned red, she couldn't help but run over and hugged Lingling.

Lingling seemed a little resistant, but she didn't dare to move, and looked at his father at a loss.

Ding Xiaowei sighed, "Lingling, it's my mother."

Lingling was signing, “Are you a mother?”

Jiang Lu looked at Ding Xiaowei with help.

Ding Xiaowei said, "She asked if you are your mother."

Jiang Lu nodded quickly, "Yes, I am my mother, Lingling, she is my mother." After that, she couldn't help but hug Lingling and cried. Lingling curled her mouth and tears fell down.

Ding Xiaowei felt mixed feelings.

It was the meal made by Jiang Lu in the evening. Ding Xiaowei hadn't eaten what she had cooked for a long time. He felt that her craft had improved a lot, so he praised her for a few words.

Jiang Lu showed a slightly lonely smile, "I don't have anything to do, so I'll study the delicious food at home."

Ding Xiaowei smiled and said, "That's right, you are a rich wife now, and you have some free time."

After saying that, Ding Xiaowei felt a little regretful when he saw Jiang Lu's face change.

It wasn't that he deliberately wanted to say such sour words. He was really unable to calm down when facing his ex-wife who ran away with a rich man.

After dinner, Ding Xiaowei and the other three sat on the sofa. Jiang Lu and Lingling had to rely on his translation.

Only after Lingling went to bed at night did the two of them have time to speak alone.

Ding Xiaowei then asked him the question he had been holding on for a night, "Why did he come suddenly? He didn't call one."

"If you have something to pass by, you'll come by."

Ding Xiaowei felt uncomfortable, "You have to take the time to see your daughter?"
To be continued...