"I knew it shortly after I knew Amanda," Zhang Yan did not hide it from her.

I felt very angry, but it turned out that Huang Jingping, who was the last person she knew, suddenly felt a little embarrassed to say when Zhang Yan said this.

Although she and Zhang Yan did not say it clearly, there was still a tacit understanding. Giving Amanda was the act of breaking this tacit understanding.

Similarly, after giving birth to Amanda, she also concealed it for a long time.

Zhang Yan could only hear the sound of tissues being drawn over there.

Alas, at the same time, people are falling into the world!

"Jingping, you know, I don't have any position or qualification to express my opinion on this matter. But, as an acquaintance, I think, as long as you think clearly, you will know what you should do,"

Huang Jingping is now a little confused. Otherwise, as far as Zhang Yan, whom she knows, could have thought about this issue in her mind for more than a day or two if she could say such words at this time.

"First of all, we need to think clearly about which question?" she asked.

"That is, do you love him? Or, in the future journey of life, do you hope to get farther and farther away from him, or do you want to continue to rely on each other?" Zhang Yan asked.

The reason why she could talk about these questions so smoothly was because during the period of self-exile, she had thought about them many times and many nights.

I have thought about the sea, the mountains, the sky, the desert, the grassland, and the city...

I couldn't sleep at one time, but I fell asleep without realizing it...

Once you figure out this outline, it will be easy to determine the next step.

She believed that Huang Jingping would be able to figure this out sooner or later, but relatively speaking, her current ties are greater than her, so she is under greater pressure and therefore has suffered a great blow.

She heard the silence over there.

She understood that for Huang Jingping, there was no need to think about the answer to this question. The key to the question was how to convince herself to accept such a fact and how to make herself so tolerant.

Everyone in the songs sing, "The person I love the most hurts me the most," while saying this is reasonable, and it also expresses the helplessness in it.

Often, even if he or she hurts you the deepest, he or she is still the person you love the most.

So, for Huang Jingping at this time, the biggest problem is how to turn a corner: when she was so heartbroken that she was so painful that she couldn't breathe, and she wanted to stab him with a knife (maybe, it would be fine to use scissors to click?), she had to think about how to forgive him.

At that time, on the premise of understanding this, it took nearly a year to barely turn this corner.

I don’t know how much time she needs? Just based on various situations, it should be impossible for her to spend so long.

"As long as you think about this problem clearly, other problems are technical issues. What do you think?" Zhang Yan said.

There seemed to be no sound there, and Zhang Yan shouted, "Hey? Are you still listening?"

No response.

After asking again, Huang Jingping finally spoke, her voice driftingly, "I'm here,"

"So, I personally think that in this case, it's better to be separated for a while. If he will still be in front of your eyes every moment, your anger will gather more and more. At that time, you may do something that makes you regret and say something that makes you regret."

"At this time, I can't see him, I can't see anyone if I want to scold him, and I don't have the chance to do things that I may regret in the future. Moreover, I feel more at ease, right?"

Huang Jingping felt that what Zhang Yan said was reasonable.

To be honest, if Feng Yiping had left early yesterday morning, he would definitely not be able to control himself and would definitely get angry.

"So, you let him go out, yes, you want him to know that he is powerful, you want him to learn lessons, you want him to think about respecting me...you,"

She braked in time and replaced "we" with "you".

"When do you feel calm and when do you think about what to do next, just let him wait,"

In this case, Huang Jingping still won’t be cheerful.

"If this helps you, I want to say that I personally think he has always been worried about this matter. You also know that his ability in this regard is his shortcomings,"

"With his personality and his concern for you and Amanda, I think he will not be able to live such a life,"

"I hope you will be happier after hearing this,"

Huang Jingping couldn't help but think that indeed, he must have been under a lot of pressure these days.

Bah, Bah, why do I sympathize with him? Haven’t he enjoyed happiness these days? That Ma Ling looks and figure...

No wonder he has been working hard in the past few years, no matter how busy he is, he has to keep exercising. Humph, from today on, he locked the door of the gym.

Just when she felt sorry for him and hated her so much that she hated her teeth, Zhang Yan said there again, "I may not be right, but based on my understanding of him, if there is a way to solve this problem without hurting you and Amanda, nor the other party and the child, I think he will be happy to pay no matter how much he pays."

"Even if he is alone, he will do his best to bear all the pain,"

Huang Jingping's heart moved again.

Similarly, based on her understanding of Feng Yiping, he would do such a thing.

Zhang Yan was also silent for a while. When Huang Jingping was about to shout, Zhang Yan spoke again, "I'm sorry, I have to go to work now."

"Okay, I'm sorry to bother you for so long. Not only did I not find anyone to discuss these things, but in fact, there was not even a person to listen to. I'm much better now, thank you!"

"But I really hope that you can come to the United States and we all understand that he will hear your words in his heart."

"You overestimate me," said Zhang Yan, "I'm sorry, I really have to go back to work, goodbye!"

"Goodbye, thank you! We'll contact you later,"

Just as Huang Jingping was about to hang up the phone, Zhang Yan called out again, "Jingping,"

There is still something? "Well, you said,"

"Actually, I know. When you ask me, it's not just asking for advice, but wanting to get my support, right?" Zhang Yan said and hung up the phone.

Huang Jingping was stunned for a while while holding her cell phone.

The reason why she called Zhang Yan was indeed that this matter was really impossible to find even the listener, let alone soliciting opinions.

In this matter, Zhang Yan is not only a person who can talk to him. Because according to Huang Jingping's arrangements and ideas, Zhang Yan will have to face this matter sooner or later in the future.

Since that's the case, then you won't face it with yourself at this time.

Whether for yourself or for her, it is always good to have a companion when you are sad.

At the same time, Zhang Yan is also the only person who can solicit opinions on this matter - because she has similar experience.

However, if you look deeper, it seems that you have some minor thoughts.

She knew that if it were someone else, she would have to seize such a rare opportunity to break up her and the guy who would hate her.

But Zhang Yan certainly doesn't. Not only can she not, she should also comfort and support herself.

And her comfort and support are indeed very important to me now.

However, this is really not my main purpose. If I can't talk to someone, I'm afraid I'll be crazy.

The phone rang again, and it was a text message tone. She was too lazy to read it. In the United States, she would send text messages to herself instead of leaving messages on the phone. There would be no one else except him.

Carol walked in again, looking like he had something to say.

"What's wrong?"

"I heard from there that Mr. Feng has a cold," Carol said.

"Hmm?" Huang Jingping immediately picked up her phone.

"It was said that he couldn't sleep and sat in the yard for the middle of the night," Carol added.

Huang Jingping also saw the text message now, "They may tell you, I have a cold, don't worry, it's nothing, it should be cured without taking medicine. What about you, are you okay?"

"I don't care about this," Huang Jingping threw her phone on the sofa.

At this time, it was almost sunset, and the sky was covered with clouds, but a beam of light stubbornly squeezed out from the gaps in the clouds, just shining on the window glass, and it was still bright.

…………

On the other hand, Zhang Yan hung up the phone and did not go out to work immediately.

She sat in the lounge, covering her head with her hands. Why did I say that? Why did I say so much?

Why should I persuade them to join forces? Wouldn’t it be better to let them separate with such a good opportunity? Are you smarter and think more about yourself and die?

But such annoyance is actually just fleeting. Her nature makes her unable to do such a thing. If she does that, it will not be her.

She also believed that he would not like himself like that.

She was even thinking, should she call him immediately?

Now, it should be a time for him to feel uncomfortable. If he could tell him about Huang Jingping's attitude, it would be of great help to him.

Zhang Yan sighed, then do it, she was still entering the number, and another call came in, "Mr. Jin,"

"Hello Zhang Yan, how are you doing recently?"

"I'm pretty good,"

"It's good. Now you have to think more about your store. Since you have to do it, you must do it well. But at the beginning, you must be mentally prepared to endure hardships."

"I understand, Mr. Jin, I know you are very busy now, don't worry about me. Don't worry, if there is something wrong, I will definitely look for you."

After she returned from Greece, she and Jin Ling often spoke on the phone. Of course, Jin Ling took the initiative to find her.

"No matter how busy you are, you can always squeeze out the time you make a phone call," Jin Ling said with a smile. "If nothing happens, then let's do it today,"

"Wait for Mr. Jin," Zhang Yan shouted, "There's really something,"
To be continued...