Hong Kong is a place she dared not even think about. When she first heard the word, she was surprised, unbelieving, and then panicked, shocked, and terrified.
What does this mean? Her daughter Momo is really and completely moving away from her. She is completely going to lose her, and there is no way out. How can she be willing, how can she bear it, and how can she endure it?
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She always feels that the ups and downs of her mood in the past few days have gradually driven her to neurosis. When anger accumulates to the extreme, it is out of control, hysterical, and even more of a vent. Tingli yelled at his tall, straight figure in the spacious bedroom, like a madman.
"Why did you suddenly take her away? You just provided sperm. The child was born by me, raised by me, and brought up by me. For Momo, I have lost my parents' face. Until now, I dare not step into the house again. Yes, I made a big mistake at the beginning.
I was scolded by a few little girls for being immoral. I signed the contract and tore it up, but I said that I would pay the money back. If you want compensation, I agree. I have nothing to say. But how can you send her so far away? What do you want me to do?"
Her shouting made him frown habitually and half-close his eyes. He only stayed for a moment and simply turned around and left.
Undoubtedly, the situation was complicated now. After he left, Tingli stood in the bedroom for another half an hour. When she realized that this was a complete waste of time and energy, she quickly wiped her face with her hands, trying to make herself look more energetic, and took out a bottle of eye drops from her shoulder bag.
The eyes should be very red. After a few drops of medicine, she felt a sour and cold feeling. She closed her eyes uncomfortably. When she opened them again, her eyes felt much better. The hematoma and blurriness were gone.
After calming down, Tingli stepped out of the bedroom and made up her mind again. She walked downstairs and saw the owner of the house sitting in the lounge between the two rooms through the window. He was writing something with a pen in his hand.
Tingli walked over without thinking and said to him, "Tell me your address in Hong Kong." It should be quick to apply for a "Hong Kong".
He stopped writing and looked up at her.
"According to the contract, do you know how much liquidated damages you have to pay?" he asked suddenly.
"Ten times!" Tingli replied, but her head subconsciously skipped a beat when she answered.
"Do you think you can repay?" he asked again.
"Now..." Tingli was about to answer, but he interrupted her in a deep voice, "Then wait until you have the ability, then come to me."
It made sense, but it made Tingli speechless.
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Coming out of the mansion deep in the tree, Tingli looked like a dead fish on a chopping board, lifeless.
It was already dark, and dim street lights were lit on both sides of the Old Road. Winter was cloudy early, and a person dragged a long shadow walking on the empty road, looking sad, missing her daughter too much, thinking about it, and wanting to die.
After returning to the small attic, Tingli did not sleep all night and lay on the bed until dawn. After nine o'clock, she climbed out of bed dejectedly, looking at the lifeless face in the mirror, even she looked down on herself.
As soon as she opened the curtains, a dazzling light shone in. Tingli turned her face unconsciously, went to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face, and then looked at herself weak all over. She simply walked to the shower head, turned on the hot water, and took a shower.
Sure enough, after taking a shower, she felt much more refreshed.
After changing her clothes and dressing up a little, she seemed to have regained her spirits. She went to the restaurant downstairs to have breakfast first, trying to satisfy her appetite and ordering the most expensive and best food, eating until she was full and full, and eating until she couldn't swallow half a bite, and then patted her butt and left.
Go to the bank, take a number, wait, and then withdraw all the remaining cash from the card at once, tied with a rubber band, ten stacks, each stack of ten thousand, wrapped with the newspaper of the day, and stuffed into her shoulder bag, a full bag.
Fearing that she would be robbed suddenly, Tingli took a taxi directly after coming out of the bank. She came to Philip Law Firm for three consecutive days, and the receptionist was already impressed by her, so this time, she smiled and took her into the office, Henry's direct office.
As if he had expected her to come again, He was not surprised to see her. He pointed to the chair opposite him and nodded:
"Ms. Smith, please sit down..., pour Miss Smith a cup of coffee." He turned to the receptionist, who agreed to go out and came back a few minutes later with two cups of hot coffee in her hands.
"Ms. Smith, if you have any questions, just ask directly." He said.
Tingli nodded, took off her shoulder bag, put it on the desk, unzipped it, and took out ten thick stacks of 100 banknotes from it. Lawyer, he looked at her in confusion.
"Here is 100,000. Please return it to your client first." Tingli said, "According to the contract, I should pay ten times the liquidated damages, but after all, I only got 200,000. Now I give him another 100,000. I ask him to be a little more understanding. I will pay another 200,000. I will find a way to pay it off within two years."