Chapter 197

This can also understand why Yang Feifei said that she can't support herself by a job. According to her lifestyle, it's really impossible to get the money she needs from a job.

For a young girl, the fastest way to get money is to sell herself, so Yang Feifei needs to find her old love Moyang. Mo Yang has a lot of money, and he must still love Yang Feifei in his heart. Yang Feifei can easily be accepted by him.

Chang Xia sneers at Yang Feifei's way of doing it: "do you think it's appropriate for you to do this? You're making fun of yourself and hurting Mo Yang. "

"So what? I'd like to. Can you manage it? " Yang Feifei's expression has become very ugly. She seems to be reluctant to communicate with Chang Xia now, probably because she knows that Chang Xia is helping Mo Yang and a Yin get together, so Yang Feifei doesn't like Chang Xia.

However, Chang Xia must take care of this matter to the end. The love between a yin and Mo Yang is her own connection. To some extent, she can be regarded as the elder of the two. Therefore, Chang Xia must stop Yang Feifei.

"I'm in charge of this matter. I don't allow you to get close to Mo Yang. A woman who only sacrificed for money like you is not qualified to be worthy of Mo Yang."

"Ha ha..." Yang Feifei suddenly began to laugh, which made Chang Xia puzzled.

"What are you laughing at? Isn't what I said wrong? You are tarnishing the sanctity of love. "

"Mrs. Qi Shao, I laugh that you are too stupid. You don't know what love is, or you are well protected by others, so you never know the pain of love." Yang Feifei is teaching Chang Xia a lesson in a sophisticated tone, just like the feeling that the elder teaches the younger.

It's not that Chang Xia hasn't experienced lovely love. Although she hasn't experienced much, she has at least experienced it. Before she broke up with Lu Yihang, she didn't know how hard she was crying. How could she not understand the pain of love.

"Yang Feifei, don't be too self righteous. Do you think I haven't been in love? Don't you know what love is?"

"If you knew what love was, you wouldn't say it was sacred." Yang Feifei suddenly opened her handbag and took out a cigarette from it. She skillfully lit the cigarette with a lighter and puffed it up.

Chang Xia was stunned. She rarely saw women smoking, but Yang Feifei actually started smoking. The smoke rings curled up and floated in the room one by one. Later, she couldn't bear the smell. Chang Xia especially sat far away.

Yang Feifei didn't pay much attention to Chang Xia's disgusting reaction. Instead, she said to herself, "how can we say that love is a kind of 'sex'? What is pure and sacred is taught to ignorant girls. People who have really experienced love will enjoy the happiness in love, and even use love to achieve their own happiness. I'm just using the love of Moyang to make me happy. I'm not wrong

Yang Feifei's words sound very reasonable, but they are a bit unreasonable. Anyway, according to her idea, love is a weapon, not a real emotion.

Chang Xia doesn't agree with this opinion, but he doesn't oppose it. Love has different meanings in everyone's eyes.

In Chang Xia's view, love is supreme, pure and flawless, which is the kind of emotion that should be worshipped in the temple to accept the faith of lovers. At least Chang Xia thinks that way.

"Feifei, I just want to ask you, do you like Moyang? I mean, do you like him now? "

"Like it? Of course I do. If I don't, I won't be with him. " After all, Yang Feifei said, "but my love is not love. I just like him. After all, he is a handsome and rich man. No woman will like him, but I will not love him, and I will not pay anything for him."

Love and liking are two different things. It's like when you see a handsome guy on the roadside, you will suddenly have a good feeling, but it's just a good feeling. You won't do many other things for him, and you won't sacrifice your own interests to help him.

Love is much greater. For the sake of love, I can abandon everything and even get scarred. Even if the candle of life goes out, I am willing to sacrifice for it.

Yang Feifei points out clearly what is like and what is love, so she emphasizes that she likes Mo Yang, not love.

Chang Xia doesn't know what to say at this time. She feels that Yang Feifei is a mature and rational woman, but her reason is too rational. She exposes the reality and skillfully uses all the available resources around her to change the reality. For example, now Mo Yang becomes a chess piece in her hand and is used by her.

"Yang Feifei, I have no way to persuade you, right? No matter what I say, you will go to Moyang, right?"

"Of course, the purpose of my coming to the Qi family this time is to let Qi Qian take me to Moyang." While smoking, Yang Feifei looked at Chang Xia with apricot eyes, "Moyang is not so easy to approach, I need Qi Qian to help me."

Her words give Chang Xia some hope. If Yang Feifei needs Qi Qian's help, he can definitely refuse to help her if he only needs to talk to Qi Qian himself.

Yang Feifei saw through Chang Xia's idea and said with a sneer, "you give up. I know you have to persuade Qi Qian not to help me, but he will certainly help me."“ Why? " Chang Xia doesn't think so. He is Qi Qian's wife. As long as he asks, the other party will help him. Yang Feifei didn't answer Chang Xia immediately, but shook her head and showed an expression of emotion. Chang Xia didn't know what she was feeling. She asked, "what does it mean? Why do you say Qi Qian won't help me?"“ Don't you know your own husband? "“ It's because I understand that I don't understand why you say he won't help me! " After a pause, Chang Xia asserted, "you must be lying. Come on, Qi Qian won't help you." Chang Xia feels that she has nothing to say to Yang Feifei, and now she knows her identity and purpose, so she doesn't pretend to be a hospitable host to entertain her. She stands up and leaves bitterly. After seeing Chang Xia leave, Yang Feifei said to herself, "I'm still a girl. I really don't understand why Qi Qian likes such a girl, but that's all right..." Yang Feifei's graceful posture and lightness came to the bedside to sit down. "Next, interesting things will happen, and Mo Yang, you will be in my hands and can never escape."