Zhao Yuan Chao and his wife had already prepared food and were waiting for their daughter to come back. However, no news from Zhao Mengmeng even after waiting for a long time.

The sky had already darkened, and street lamps had already lit up on the street. The lights outside the doors of the shops were shining brightly with colors. The pedestrians were hurrying back to their homes.

Zhao Yuanchao looked down from the upstairs and saw a group of children playing in the square below the residential complex. This reminded him of many years ago, when his daughter was so young, she looked like she was jumping and jumping with two braids. But now that she had grown up to this point, she actually reached the age at which they could talk about marriage and talk about marriage.

"You're used to it. You won't know to make a phone call until you get back. " His wife grumbled beside him.

Zhao Yuanchao smiled but did not say a word.

His daughter had gone out for such a long time, so she must have called Zhang Xiaojian. But he had not come for such a long time, so something must be wrong with him, but what could be more important than seeing the secretary of the city council?

"Forget it, let's eat. We won't wait for them." Zhao Yuanchao returned to the dining room through the window and sat down at the ivory table.

"People from small places just don't know the rules." the nurse said.

Zhao Yuanchao smiled and said, "We're all from the countryside."

"I feel like my daughter has fallen for that kid." Zhao Yuanchao's wife said.

"Pretty much, I haven't heard my daughter say anything after so many years." Zhao Yuanchao took a sip of the white wine.

"I don't agree. With so many promising young people lining up at the back, what can that bumpkin do?" Zhao Yuanchao's wife said.

"Happiness has nothing to do with the future. That's two different people's business." Zhao Yuanchao said.

"You …" Zhao Yuanchao's wife hesitated to speak.

Zhao Yuanchao's wife knew what he was implying. Although she didn't say it out loud, she knew clearly in her heart.

Back then, Zhao Yuanchao was only a secretary of the city committee and no one could see his future. At that time, she too was at a loss and felt that she had married the wrong person.

Later on, when she went to the reunion, she found that the boy who used to be the head of the class and was nothing at all had gotten rich and had become the head of a company.

The boy had chased after her with all his might, but she had disagreed. Now she felt a little regretful.

When the reunion was over and the boy drove her home, he stopped the car and took her in his arms in a secluded place. For a moment her thoughts were confused, but when he undressed her, she closed her eyes because she felt that the successful man in front of her was hers.

After returning home, she found it more and more difficult to get used to it. The house was too small, and the household appliances were still eliminated.

Ten years, ten years of youth wasted on an unworthy person, what bullshit love, married only to know, only real life.

If she was allowed to choose now, she definitely wouldn't be smiling on her bike, because that smile would cost her a lot.

Therefore, she thought, in the future, her daughter would definitely find a rich one to go to with her in-laws.

Zhao Yuanchao was drinking alone, and the past was still fresh in his mind. He clearly understood the relationship between his wife and that man, but he didn't say anything. Although his heart was in pain, so be it.

Life is not perfect, nor is marriage.

He didn't want his daughter to find a man who was in love with her, and that was because of his wife's lover.

He was a man who knew how to drill. He did not hate him because he felt that if people did what they were doing, the heavens would watch. Sooner or later, everything would come to an end.

It was just as he had imagined. The year he had become the secretary of the county council, the year his wife and the man had been most in love with each other, the year the man had been sent to prison.

Too many things happened that year. From that year onwards, Zhao Yuanchao decided that his daughter would definitely find someone who was truly good to her. At the very least, he wouldn't want to be a scumbag like that man who was good at camping.

He was not angry about what had happened today, because he liked this Zhang Xiaojian from the bottom of his heart. It was too rare for a young man to have such an arrogant body. Especially when everyone was thinking of ways to quickly grow up, his character must be pretty good to be able to remain so calm.

Zhao Mengmeng did not go home.

It was very lively in the bar, with young men and women moving their bodies around as much as they liked on the dance floor. That kind of feeling made Zhao Mengmeng feel wave after wave of dizziness.

She had never wanted to come to a place like this before, but today, she suddenly felt extremely lonely, so lonely that she felt a chill in her heart.

Zhao Mengmeng sat in a corner with gentle light as she sipped on her Chivas.

Yet another ordinary human face had appeared before him. This definitely had nothing to do with his handsomeness.

But there was something about him that made her feel admiration, she couldn't say it, she could only feel it.

The resentment he had towards Zhang Xiaojian had long ago disappeared, and what replaced it was admiration. This kind of toughness didn't exist in everyone's body, but his identity as the young miss and chairman of the company actually didn't move him.

Could it be that her appearance was not pretty enough? Zhao Mengmeng took out the makeup mirror, and looked at the flawless beauty in the mirror. Even if she was satisfied, how could he not be satisfied?

What was the reason? It was because his status had frightened him. He was ashamed of his own status, and felt that there was a gap between him and himself, so he didn't dare come over.

It wouldn't have happened either, because back then, when Old Wu had revealed her identity, Zhang Xiaojian didn't seem to care at all.

Zhao Mengmeng was drunk and faint.

It was already late, but she suddenly remembered that she was too busy being angry at Zhang Xiaojian that she forgot to give her home number.

He picked up the phone, hesitated a bit, then put it down again. It was already one in the morning, so his father should have been asleep by now.

Zhao Mengmeng stood up, her footsteps staggering. She should not have driven back, but she had a problem with it.

Now, after hesitating for a long time, he finally opened the car door and opened it.

The street had long since lost the bustle of the day. The tired people had already entered the dreamy atmosphere. After all, there were too many people who were not as free or rich as her.

Just as Zhao Mengmeng was in a daze, a black shadow suddenly jumped from the front of the car. She jumped in shock, and hit the brakes with all her might, and hit the direction, the Audi A4 directly went into a different lane, colliding with a large truck.