Huang Jingping woke up to find the room dark. She didn't know what time it was, and Wang Jinju was lying in her clothes on the other side. She picked up her phone and saw that it was already past five o'clock? Oh no, I haven't cooked dinner yet! She remembered that Jin Ling was also here, and they had been bothered like this for most of the day, so they couldn't even eat dinner.
When she got out of bed, she felt dizzy and her whole body was swaying. She walked to the door as if she were walking on cotton wool, steadied herself against the door and sat down. Jinling, who was sitting under the parasol on the balcony, saw her and said with a smile, 'You're up!'
'Sister Jin,' Huang Jingping felt very embarrassed.
Jinling put down her computer, came over, helped her sit down on the balcony and said, 'Look outside, it will make you feel better. Where did you put the chocolate?'
'In the fridge in the kitchen,'
'Then just sit here and don't move,'
'Why didn't you wake me?' Wang Jinju rubbed her eyes and walked out,
'That's good, you stay with her,' Jin Ling was a little worried about leaving Huang Jingping alone.
'Sorry, I fell asleep too. Feeling better now?'
'I'm fine. I'm sorry, Jinju, for troubling you,'
'What's the point of talking to me about this? Can you tell me what's really going on?'
At this time, Jin Ling happened to come up and handed Huang Jingping two chocolates. 'You feel dizzy, right? Eat these first, and drink this water as well,'
'I'm sorry, I made you laugh today, Sister Jin,' Huang Jingping now needed to replenish some energy, and after taking a sip of water, she apologized to Jin Ling again.
'You called me sister, so why are you still so formal?'
'This glucose was still what Yiping told us to buy in the morning,' Wang Juju interjected.
Why did Wang Jinju bring this up now? Jinling was worried that Huang Jingping wouldn't even drink the water, but she was fine. Huang Jingping not only drank it, but there seemed to be a blush on her face.
In case Wang Jinju said something to provoke Huang Jingping again, Jinling talked to her about work, so that Huang Jingping had time to stuff the two chocolates into her stomach.
With something in her stomach, Huang Jingping felt a little more energetic, and couldn't help but think about Feng Yiping. How was he doing? What was he doing? And where was he eating dinner?
She pretended to look at her watch and flipped through her phone. Feng Yiping hadn't called or sent a text.
She let out a soft sigh and walked downstairs.
'What are you doing?' 'Where are you going?'
The two of them, who had been talking about work, asked her at the same time.
Huang Jingping felt warm and a little funny, 'I'm fine, I'll go prepare dinner,'
'No need,' 'I'll go,' the two spoke again at the same time.
'Haha,' now, the three of them felt a little funny.
'Then let's go and have a look and see what to cook for dinner,'
After looking at the food in the kitchen, Jin Ling decided, 'Let's make a hot pot, that's easy,'
Then Jin Ling felt that putting such a large table in the dining room that could seat at least ten people was not a good idea. With only three people sitting at the table, far away from each other, the atmosphere would definitely not be warm. Without a warm atmosphere, Huang Jingping would probably not take the initiative to pour out her heart to them.
There was a small dining table in the kitchen, but it was a bit too quiet over there, and there wasn't even a TV. Well, let's go to the coffee table in the living room, it's big enough anyway.
The middle was full of dishes to be rinsed, and the three of them each guarded a small stainless steel pot, which contained the base of the soup stock.
Jin Ling looked at the plastic wrap on the bottom layer of the coffee table and the two layers of newspapers on top, a little speechless. Now that she was being so attentive, it didn't seem like Huang Jingping was utterly grief-stricken, did it?
'Let's have some wine. Open one of the two bottles of wine I gave you yesterday,' she said. After a little wine, she would always feel more at ease.
While Huang Jingping was opening the wine, Jin Ling turned on the TV and selected a lively channel. The atmosphere immediately became lively, along with the sound of the hotpot bubbling and the rising steam.
At first, Huang Jingping was a little distracted, looking at her phone and then the phone next to her. Jin Ling could tell: 'Don't worry about him, don't worry, he won't starve to death.'
'Without Sister Jin, I would be lost,'
'That's right, don't think about anything else, let's just eat,' Wang Jinju said.
Jin Ling's arrangement had not been in vain. When Huang Jingping had also drunk most of her glass of wine, she mentioned it. Perhaps it was also because of the wine, but Huang Jingping, with a flushed face, told her what had happened.
Jinling immediately felt that Feng Yiping was an unintelligent idiot. They had lived together for so long, and yet he had never really taken the plunge. Besides, most men, in a situation like this one, would definitely wait until later to bring up the subject. But he had done better than that: before anything had happened, he had taken the initiative to blurt it out.
'When he was courting you, did he ever mention this to you?'
Huang Jingping kept her head down and didn't say anything, but Wang Jinju spoke for her, 'Yiping is quite passive when it comes to these things,'
so that was Feng Yiping, whom Huang Jingping had pursued? Jin Ling looked at Wang Jinju in some surprise, and Wang Jinju nodded quietly.
'Actually, I had some suspicions from the beginning,' said Huang Jingping, who was very open today. With the help of alcohol, she told the whole story of her relationship with Feng Yiping. There were things that Wang Jinju didn't know, such as Feng Yiping's cold treatment after junior high school graduation, and her thoughts when she decided not to work.
No woman doesn't love gossip. Jin Ling is a woman, so she is no exception. She really didn't expect that Feng Yiping, who seems to have a good temper, actually got into a serious fight with three thugs for Huang Jingping in junior high school and won.
'I knew that he probably had someone else in his heart at first, but when I actually heard it from his mouth, I don't know what happened, I felt my heart ache and my whole being was empty,'
Huang Jingping felt very strange now. It was possible that she had already been sad, so she wasn't as sad as she had been when she heard it at noon. Of course, she was still angry, but when she thought of Feng Yiping, she couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy, attachment, and blood ties. She resented herself a little for being so useless, and she couldn't even hate him under these circumstances.
'He's not a good person either. You were reckless enough to stay with him, but he still couldn't let go of the other one. He's just a heartless person. I originally thought he would be an exception,'
'Sister Jin, you mustn't let this affect your work because you're blaming him for it. I know that he relies on you,' Huang Jingping hurriedly tried to defend.
Jin Ling was a little surprised and quickly tilted her head back to drink, to hide the hint of unease on her face. At this point, she was still thinking about Feng Yiping, so why did they have to go to such trouble to offer their apologies and reassurances?
'He can't be considered a heartless person. He also said that no matter what, he would give me all six of the houses next to the school,'
'I said, why did he buy so many at once? It turns out that he bought them for you. In that case, he can still be considered somewhat considerate,'
'Ah, six houses?' Wang Jinju was shocked. This is the capital city, and now one of the cities with the highest housing prices in the country.
'Jingping, do you know how much money Yiping actually has now?' Wang Jinju asked.
She didn't know before, but when she went to Hong Kong with Feng Yiping, Huang Jingping was surprised to discover that not to mention these companies and properties in the country, Feng Yiping's savings in UBS alone amounted to more than 60 million US dollars, which is more than 500 million yuan when converted to RMB!
Such a figure is absolutely astronomical, not only for her, but also for most people. Feng Yiping even joked at the time that his parents didn't even know about all this money, and she was the first person to find out. He was very touched at the time.
'I don't know,' she says, not sure what to say to outsiders.
'According to what you said, when you went to the city to live with Yiping, he should have been very wealthy by then, at least worth more than eight figures,'
Jin Ling still doesn't know how much money Feng Yiping has, but she knows that it must be more than the figure she mainly told Wang Jinju. This is because Feng Yiping currently has a mortgage on a house, and has not borrowed a single penny from the bank for other investments, including the hotel project. A conservative estimate is that it is at least in the nine digits, over 200 million.
'Did he say what the situation is with the other one?' Wang Jinju finally asked a very critical question.
'He said that there is nothing between them now, but he definitely can't let her go,'
'Have you asked where the girl is?'
'No,' Huang Jingping felt her heart break when she heard Feng Yiping's words, and her whole being felt empty, so she didn't care about asking those questions.
'Then I think it must be less than your relationship with him, and that doesn't seem to matter. As long as you manage your relationship well, I'm sure no one else will stand a chance,' said Wang Jinzhu.
Huang Jingping nodded. Over the past year or so, except for Chinese New Year and a trip home in May, she and Feng Yiping had spent every day together, and she knew that he didn't have time to get involved with other girls.
'Let me be fair,' said Jin Ling, brushing a strand of hair that had fallen forward behind Huang Jingping's ear and holding her face in one hand for a long moment. Huang Jingping felt a little embarrassed. 'You're such a pretty girl, and you've lived under the same roof as him for over a year. When you were in Hong Kong, you stayed in a hotel, but you only booked one room. But he's never done anything to you. I think, from this point of view, he still really values you, and he really values this relationship between you two. What do you think?'
Huang Jingping bowed her head in silence.
'I agree. If I were the man, I would never have said those things, not to mention before, but just today. We'll just wait until it's done and then say it, but in the end, we women will always suffer, don't you think so, Mr Jin?'
Jin Ling didn't really agree with the traditional saying that women always suffer, but she did think that Wang Jinju was right.
'Let me tell you about a recent incident. On the first day of school, Yiping squatted in front of you in front of so many people and massaged your feet. I was sitting nearby and was moved,'
Huang Jingping said. She had just probably told the two of them about some things since she met Feng Yiping, and it also reminded her of the past. 'I know that he treasures me very much. Now I ask myself, I still love him very much, but I just feel so bad!'