Chapter 32: Address 032, I'll pick you up!

"Mom, what's the matter?" Jian Yun couldn't help feeling a little uneasy when seeing her mother's face heavy.
"Jian Yun, what do you think of Xiao Zhou?" Jian's mother asked.
It turned out to be asking about this, Jian Yun heaved a sigh of relief, thought about it and replied: "It's okay, it's a gentleman, and it's also funny."
"Then do you think you can develop?" Mother Jane asked again.
"Mom, it takes time. I don't know him. I have to get along to know if it is appropriate." Jian Yun is telling the truth. She is not disgusted with Zhou Shaolong. If she really has to get married, she is willing to consider him.
Mother Jane nodded, "You are right. Mom used to be too anxious, always worried that you won't get married..."
"Mom, you are so worried, how can you not marry your daughter because of her beauty!" Jian Yun buried her face in Jian's mother's lap and coquettishly.
"Oh, Yunjun, in fact, my mother is worried, I will drag you down..." Mother Jian touched Jian Yun's head, sighed, and her voice went low. Even though she has been paralyzed for so many years and the complexion on her face is not good, she can still see that she has good features and must be a beauty when she is young.
"Mom, what are you talking about!" Jian Yun frowned. She looked up at Jian's mother and said seriously: "Mom, I really don't think getting married is a must, I can support you alone!"
"But mother's body...oh, mother is afraid that you are too hard by yourself." Jian's mother hugged Jian Yun distressedly, and warm tears fell on her neck.
"Mom, I don't work hard!" Jian Yun's nose began to sore, but she couldn't cry.
Aunt Qin couldn't help but sigh when she saw the mother and daughter hugging each other in the room.
"Mom, my dad called me last week." Jian Yun hesitated and said, "Mom, or..."
However, as soon as Jane's mother heard this, her calm mood suddenly broke out. She pushed Jian Yun away, her face gloomy and said: "What is he looking for you for and wants you to persuade me to sign that divorce agreement? Jian Dongyun, he dreamed. !"
"Mom, don't get excited, can you listen to me?" Jian Yun was pushed around and almost sat on the ground. She hurried over to comfort her mother, "Mom, Dad didn't mention this. He wanted to give me money. I will perform surgery on you!"
"No! Jian Yun, I forbid you to ask for his money!" Mother Jian's emotions became more and more excited, her eyes seemed to be bloodshot, "Why did he tell me back then? I kept it from me for more than 20 years, I Like a fool, watching him bring that woman and her daughter into the house, I pity them and treat them sincerely, what did I get? I would rather die than don’t want his money!"
"But Mom, if you hate Dad so much, why don't you get a divorce, you will only make yourself more painful!" Jian Yun's voice also became louder.
She hates Lin Lanlan’s mother and daughter, and her father even more, but she doesn’t understand why her mother is so painful, but she still has to tie her father to refuse to divorce, get divorced, and never interact with that hated man. Is it better?
"Pop!" Jian Yun's voice fell, and there was a flower in front of her. Jian's mother slapped her face with a slap.
"Jian Yun, what benefits did Jian Dongyun give you? You want to protect him everywhere?" Jian's mother pointed at Jian Yun, her face gloomy, almost roaring, "Divorce? Then let him stay with Lin Rong that bitch? He can't think about it!"
"If you have something to say, why hit the child!" Seeing Jian Yun's beating, Aunt Qin rushed out and stopped in front of Jian Yun and accused Jian's mother.
"Jian Yun, you have to regret following me, the paralyzed man, you can go back to your father now!" Jian's mother was so angry that her chest kept rising and falling, and she gradually became a little breathless, "Go away! You-cough cough cough ..."
"Mom, don't be angry! It's all my fault, and I won't make you angry anymore!" Jian Yun was so scared that she hurriedly rushed forward. She was beaten and swollen just now. She didn't cry, but at this time she was so scared that she burst into tears Suddenly went down, "I won't go, I'll follow you!"
"It's okay, just take some medicine!" Aunt Qin took out the medicine bottle from her pocket and poured out a piece of plug Jian's mother's mouth. Jian Yun had already rushed back to the house to get water.
Mother Jian took the medicine and she didn't pant so badly, but she closed her eyes, as if she didn't want to see Jian Yun.
"Xiao Yun, you go to rest first, and you have to drive back in the afternoon by car, don't be too tired." Aunt Qin winked at Jian Yun.
Jian Yun knew that Aunt Qin was trying to persuade her mother, so she nodded and entered the house.
Only then did she feel the fiery pain on the right side of her face. She took a look in the mirror and found that her original white face was swollen and there were clear five-finger prints on it.
Jian Yun looked for the ointment and put it on. She felt wronged, so she picked up the phone and wanted to talk to Wu Wenjing.
She picked up the phone and found out that there was a text message, sent by Zhou Shaolong, her blind date last night, and asked her to watch a movie at night.
Jian Yun originally wanted to refuse, but her mother's painful face flashed in her mind. She bit her lip, and finally edited a message and sent it, "Okay, I'm in Boshan now, and I will be back in the afternoon."
Since my mother wants her to get married so much, this returned lawyer is indeed a good choice, at least she doesn't hate him.
Zhou Shaolong responded quickly, "Then wait for you to come back and talk."
"Yeah." Jian Yun just made up this word and sent it, and the phone rang suddenly. She didn't know who the call was, so she connected it.
After the call was connected, Jian Yun found out that the call was from Huo Liancheng. It was impossible to hang up at this time, and Jian Yun couldn't help but groan secretly.
"Where?" President Huo Da has always been brief and concise.
"In Boshan, Mr. Huo, are you looking for me?" Jian Yun asked cautiously. She didn't know why Huo Liancheng called her, and she was a little nervous.
"There is a banquet in the evening, you and me." Huo Liancheng said.
Jian Yun was stunned, but did not respond for a while. She looked at the caller ID and found that it was Huo Liancheng. She was even more confused, "Huo, are you calling the wrong number? I am... Jun."
There was no sound on the other end of the phone. Just when Jian Yun thought he was right and was about to hang up the phone in relief, Huo Liancheng's deep voice rang, "I know who you are!"
"But, Mr. Huo, I don't understand..." Jian Yun felt that his head became a mess. President Huo Da had a banquet. Why should she be with him?
"Address, I'll pick you up!" Huo Liancheng did not explain.
"No need, I have already bought a high-speed rail ticket." Jian Yun quickly refused.
"Address! I'm also in Boshan." Huo Liancheng seemed to be impatient.
What a coincidence? Jian Yun raised her eyebrows, and her right half of her face suddenly hurt. She gritted her teeth and said boldly, "But I have an appointment tonight."
There was silence on the other end of the phone.
Huo Liancheng did not hang up, and Jian Yun did not dare to hang up. She was planning to resign before, so she was not afraid to offend Xia Bingbing, but when she came back today, she suddenly discovered that the situation at home did not allow her to be headstrong.
Although working at Ming's is a little bit tired, the salary is still considerable. The current economic situation is not good. If you quit here, you may not be able to find a good job if you go out. My mother has enough money for surgery, but I still need rehabilitation in the future. A lot of money, so Jian Yun didn't dare to offend Huo Liancheng too much. After all, he now holds the power of life and death of the Ming clan. If he annoys him and expels her in anger, then the gain will not be worth the loss.
In the end, Jian Yun was defeated, "All right." Then she reported the address here and added, "But, Mr. Huo, I, my face—"
"I'll be there in twenty minutes!" Huo Liancheng seemed satisfied, and hung up the phone after speaking.