The yoga room of a fitness center in the North Fourth Ring Road.
Coach Xiaomeng had just finished a class and was about to take a break when a message suddenly came on her phone, which made her stunned.
The person who sent the message is Xiaomeng’s ‘university idol’. He is now an associate professor at a dance academy. He has also appeared in several film and television dramas, and often goes out to perform and participate in dance dramas and so on.
In the dance professional class back then, this 'male god' was considered to be doing quite well.
Half a month ago, Xiaomeng unexpectedly met this 'male god' at a party together. They originally found a place to chat just to reminisce about old times.
Who would have thought that this conversation would create sparks.
Later, this 'male god' made a special call to ask Xiao Meng out and made an affectionate confession.
It was also a coincidence that Xiao Meng was angry at that time because Qiao Weidong rejected her marriage request again.
After all, Xiao Meng is already in her thirties, and unlike some celebrities, she is naturally beautiful and can play the role of an eighteen-year-old girl no matter how old she is.
Xiaomeng knew that if she didn't get married, she would become an older leftover and an older pregnant woman.
After all kinds of considerations, Xiaomeng agreed to the 'male god''s confession and prepared to marry herself.
After replying to the message, Xiao Meng looked up at herself in the wall realm.
Although youth is no longer there, it is still the most mature and charming stage for women.
Tight lines and graceful figure can always attract the infatuated eyes of countless young people when walking on the streets of shopping malls.
But even such an attractive ripe peach doesn't get watered several times a month.
This not only made Xiao Meng very disappointed, but she also didn't know where she had lost, and why Qiao Weidong, a bastard, would rather guard Song Qian, a yellow-faced woman, than take a second look at herself.
Fortunately, she now understands and knows that she should make a choice.
After all, he is sacrificing his "happiness" for the rest of his life for money.
Or sacrifice half your life’s money for ‘happiness’.
"It seems that Qiao Weidong didn't give himself much money, right?"
Xiaomeng suddenly remembered that after following Qiao Weidong, she seemed to be able to get only around 50,000 to 60,000 yuan in gifts every month despite humiliation.
And she herself earns thirty to forty thousand a month.
It seems that... I can live without Qiao Weidong.
And you can still live a healthy life!
Some thoughts and ideas, once they grow, can no longer be contained.
With so many thoughts in her mind, Xiaomeng picked up her phone and dialed Qiao Weidong. She wanted to have a showdown with Qiao Weidong.
She could no longer waste time and waste her precious youth.
…
It's about seven o'clock in the evening.
Su Mingzhe checked that there was no problem with "Song Xiaofeng" and took Bai Xue out of the Song Family Club.
The white snow that has just been watered, the fragrance after bathing, and the charming swaying waist of the water snake all attract the attention of passers-by.
Su Mingzhe didn't know how to cherish it, so he opened the car door carelessly and asked her to open the door and get in the car by herself.
After getting in the car, Su Mingzhe also had an indifferent attitude and asked:
"Where do you live now?"
"School dormitory."
Bai Xue knew that she had little attraction to men, but for the sake of future employment, she still worked hard to express herself.
When the man looked at her, she lifted her long hair hanging on her chest, revealing an astonishing touch of snow-white:
"Our school is quite far from here. Actually, I can take a taxi back by myself."
"I'll give it to you!"
Su Mingzhe withdrew his gaze and started the car.
Now he doesn't worry about women wearing cool clothes, so he takes a taxi back late at night.
As the car started, Su Mingzhe suddenly remembered several properties under his name, and said with a smile:
"Do you know Zizhuyuan?"
Bai Xue was stunned and quickly replied:
"I know, it's a community south of our school."
Su Mingzhe nodded:
"I have a house there and I'm still renovating it. Once the renovation is completed, you can live there at night!"
This house was bought by Su Mingzhe to accommodate Mia.
However, Mia insisted on living with Jenny, so Su Mingzhe didn't give the house away. Now it seems to be quite good for Bai Xue.
Bai Xue naturally had no objection to the man's arrangement.
Su Mingzhe saw that Bai Xue was so well-behaved and obedient. When he was approaching the dance academy, he simply turned a corner and took her to Zizhuyuan first.
Zizhuyuan is an old community.
The house is not too big, with an actual indoor area of 120 square meters, a layout of four bedrooms and two living rooms, and elevator access.
Although the community is a bit old, the facilities nearby are good, including various supermarkets, amusement parks, parks, zoos, etc.
Bai Xue, led by the man, looked around from the balcony and was quite satisfied.
This house was originally well-decorated. After Su Mingzhe bought it, he simply repaired it.
In another week, you can pack your bags and move in.
After taking Bai Xue to see the house, Su Mingzhe originally wanted to go find Jenny and Mia after sending her to school.
However, who would have expected that Bai Xue's roommates would all go out to work part-time jobs and were not in the dormitory.
Su Mingzhe hadn't stayed in the dormitory for a long time. Feeling a little strange, he followed Bai Xue upstairs.
The dormitory beds in the school are very narrow, so it’s fine for one person to lie down on.
When two people lie together, their bodies can only be close to each other, radiating hot heat all the time.
At around one o'clock in the morning, one of Bai Xue's roommates suddenly came back, and their body temperatures gradually dropped.
The three-day National Day holiday will pass quickly.
Su Mingzhe began to accompany Qiao Yingzi to continue the class.
The courses for the senior year of high school were completed as early as the second year of high school.
After the start of the third year of high school, the teacher asked the students to take out their previous textbooks and review them again.
Now, after reviewing, the focus is on the exam.
There are usually one small test every week and one big test in January within the class.
In addition, there are three mock exams, midterm, final, and three.
It can be said that as soon as students enter the school, they are surrounded by papers.
And many students have to go to various tutoring classes with the help of their parents, and have no way to sleep and rest before 11 p.m.
Staying up late at night until eleven or twelve is commonplace.
In the blink of an eye, the beginning of winter has passed.
After Qiao Weidong and Xiao Meng announced their breakup on National Day, they moved to Shuxiang Yayuan openly.
With the help of Qiao Yingzi and Su Mingzhe, Qiao Weidong would shamelessly come to the house to have a meal from time to time.
Song Qian was hard-spoken but soft-hearted, and seeing that she couldn't stop her, she silently accepted Qiao Weidong's return.
This day falls on Friday again.
Qiao Weidong proudly called his friend Fangyuan and asked him to "sing a song every week".
Fangyuan waited for her friend to sing a song, then took advantage of the wine and joked to her friend:
"Old Qiao, when will you and Song Qian get remarried? Don't forget to serve the wine!"
"Hey, I don't have a single horoscope!"
Although Qiao Weidong moved into Shuxiang Yayuan and started eating and drinking every day, the relationship between him and Song Qian was still at a freezing point and showed no signs of thawing.
When Fangyuan heard this, he immediately laughed and said:
"Then you have to hurry up and don't let Yingzi's marriage get ahead of you!"
As his daughter's slave, Qiao Weidong was not happy with these words:
"Bah! How can you talk? Yingzi didn't even go to college. How could her wedding be held before me?"
Fangyuan is just teasing friends:
"The problem is that you haven't made any progress!"
"Four or five years have passed since you were procrastinating like this. As soon as Yingzi and that Xiao Su graduate from college, maybe it will be earlier than you and Song Qian get married!"