"That's not necessarily. How old are you now, husband? You should know that the age at which men are most likely to change their mind is between 40 and 50. At that time, it can't be said what happened?" Ning Huaihuai's foresight is really far away. He suddenly thought of more than ten years later.
"Wife, do you want to make sense now after all these years? I told you what a person is like and will not change with time. Didn't I tell you? I have a family and career in my eyes, and you didn't admit it." Xie Tangfeng raised his eyebrows.
"Hey, hey, I'm just if! It's not true. Who knows what will happen in the future, even what will happen tomorrow."
"Yes, so don't think about anything. Just live well now."
"Husband, you must be very tired from work these days. Let me take care of you in the future. You can't let other women take care of you."
"Ha ha, OK, wife."
These two people are really model representatives of husband and wife. Nothing is a matter in their eyes, and they will resolve their misunderstanding as quickly as possible.
The meal lasted a long time and was spent in a relaxed and happy way.
"Does my wife want to go to the movies?" Xie Tangfeng asked in the car.
"Forget it, honey, it's already eight o'clock. Go home early and have a good rest." Ning Huaihuai smiled faintly.
"OK, everything depends on his wife." Xie Tangfeng said and drove home.
Women are emotional animals. Not many women are as independent and independent as Ning Huaihuai.
Like Mo Yan, she always hopes to find someone she can rely on.
Mo Yan moved back to the room with only one bed. Looking at the picture of the broken wall, he suddenly thought of the apartment he lived in last night.
Those two months were like a dream to her. Now she woke up.
At this time, the voice of the girl's cry came from the next room. Of course, there was the rhythmic vibration of the wall.
Although she hasn't had sex with men, she also knows about men and women. She can hear that it's exercise together.
I may have been interested before. Stick my ears to the wall and listen carefully. Now, I feel lost and have no interest at all.
Although it happened in a place only separated by a wooden board, she didn't take it seriously as in a TV play.
"Why should God treat me like this and why is he so unfair to me? Originally, my happy life fell to the bottom of the sea because of the woman's words. I am not willing, not willing."
Mo Yan's tears came out of his eyes and wet the pillow.
She doesn't have much savings now. Her two-month salary adds up to 10000 yuan. She wants to find a job quickly, otherwise how to support herself.
Mo Yan decided to rest for two days and began to look for a job.
Another thing that Mo Yan can't get rid of is the figure of Xie Tangfeng. The person who helped himself has been in contact with the upper class society in the past two months.
But she is not a person of high society at all, and she has no interest in that kind of life. In the past two months, she has eaten tens of thousands of vegetables and taken millions of cars, but now she has fallen into this situation and feels that her previous life has not been of much help to herself.
She not only thought about life, but also people and Xie Tangfeng, because she felt that if she could always be with Xie Tangfeng, it would be a happy thing.
Xie Tangfeng is her pursuit. It's good and happy to have a man who can call the wind and rain around her. No one bullies himself, no one despises himself.
But finally, Mo Yan predicted that in his life, there would be a landlady who didn't like him before.
Will be scolded, said stupid or something. The landlady who opened the clothing wholesale scolded herself for being stupid in front of herself. In front of many people, the landlady didn't give herself a good face.
Those days, I'm really blinded.
Mo Yan now wants to thank Tangfeng very much. She takes out her mobile phone, looks at the photos she secretly took for Xie Tangfeng, and turns them over and over again.
Until late into the night, there was a sense of anger rising in my heart.
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That day, Ning Huaihuai was having dinner with Huang Xiaonan in the canteen.
"Xiaonan, did you add wechat for the guitarist you want?" Ning Huaihuai asked Huang Xiaonan.
"No."
"Why not? You, you, you are alone every day. What's the meaning? Hurry to find a man to talk about love." Ning Huaihuai advised in the tone of her big sister.
"I see. I'll add it when I have time." Huang Xiaonan fiddled with the rice with a spoon.
"What are you busy with every day? Don't you have time after work?"
Huang Xiaonan listened to her question, quickly looked at Xiang Ning Huaihuai, and carefully said, "I'm not busy. Don't you borrow my book? I'll study again."
"Studying? That's OK." Ning Huaihuai gave her a meaningful look.
Huang Xiaonan is afraid of being seen through. If she sees that she has been with Zhu Mengyang, it will be miserable. Therefore, when she spoke just now, she also had a cautious expression.
Ning Huaihuai has really nothing to do recently. He works during the day and goes home with his husband and children at night. He has a very peaceful life.
Huang Xiaonan is not so peaceful. She is in a mess. She thinks about Zhu Mengyang every night. Before going to bed, she thinks in her dream. The first thing when she wakes up in the morning is to think about Zhu Mengyang.
She wants every detail of being with Zhu Mengyang, what they do in the car and what they do in his villa.
I don't know today. I may be mentioned by Ning Huaihuai at noon. When I work in the afternoon, I'm also absent-minded. Zhu Mengyang pops out of my mind from time to time.
After work, Ning Huaihuai looked at Huang Xiaonan before leaving, deliberately picked her eyebrows and called her over.
"Xiao Nan, come here!" he said, generally pointing his finger and motioning for her to come over.
Huang Xiaonan walked over, "boss, what are you doing?"
"I'll give you a task today." Ning Huaihuai said with a serious face.
"Well, come on, why is it so mysterious? What about the design?"
"After work, I don't want to assign you a job. The task is about your own problems. You send a message to the guitarist today. You say you are my friend."
"If I don't say I'm your friend, will others ignore me?" Huang Xiaonan looked sad.
Why did she ask this question? It's not because her relationship with Zhu Mengyang these days has made her very frustrated. Because so many days have passed, Zhu Mengyang hasn't sent any news.
She also lost confidence in herself. She felt that such a person really didn't deserve someone at the president level, and she was also a handsome president. There were countless people chasing him, and she couldn't rank at all.
"What? Where do you want to go? I don't mean that. I'm afraid he thinks you're a messy stranger on the Internet." Ning Huai frowned and explained.
"Ah, OK, I'll contact you when I have time." Huang Xiaonan said with a curl of his mouth.