Bingbing has never seen a person speak out his despicable revenge methods so openly and without any cover - is he too confident? Or too stupid?
At this moment, she couldn't tell Qiao Xiaomai's true purpose at all.
Qiao Xiaomai's eyes watched her disappear completely, and he didn't feel any uneasiness or guilt - such a woman, rather than letting Yi Xiangxi ruin her, it would be better to leave as soon as possible.
Don’t those love and marriage experts teach women again and again? When you are twenty, you can love with confidence and boldness, and hold on to who you love, even if you are hurt, even if your heart is broken, it doesn’t matter. After you fall, you can stand up, wipe away your tears, and be there again.
a beautiful girl;
However, the same cannot be said for a thirty-year-old woman.
A thirty-year-old woman must learn to be loved - it is better to find a man who loves you, not who you love desperately.
Fortunately or unfortunately, it lies in this choice.
Men are like this. What you can't get is the best. On the contrary, if you are sincere to him, do everything possible to treat him well, obey him, and go along with him, you will be looked down upon by him.
In fact, the war between women is not always about tearing faces, tearing heads, and yelling at each other in embarrassment. Just like Bingbing leaving so gracefully - she knew that of course Bingbing did not really give up, but
Maybe she has some other means that Qiao Maimai doesn't know yet.
But, she doesn't care.
No matter how powerful Bingbing is, how can he be compared to Yi Xiangxi? Why does he deserve such a good woman waiting behind his back, loving him silently, waiting for him to look back? Yi Xiangxi, every time he looks back, he only deserves nightmares.
Xiaobai ran over holding a handful of lotus flowers: "Where is Aunt Bingbing? Where has she gone?"
Qiao Xiaomai was surprisingly calm: "Aunt Bingbing is gone."
"Well, I hope she goes."
"But maybe she will come more often in the future."
"Why?"
"Because she wants to marry Uncle Yi and give birth to their own child..." She looked at the rockery waterfall and the elegant white crane, "She hopes that the child she gave birth to with Uncle Yi can live here..."
Xiaobai shouted: "This can't be done. This is mine. Dad said that when I grow up, this house will be given to me."
At this moment, she suddenly felt that the child was a stranger - she had fallen deeply into this beautiful and rich environment and regarded herself as the master. Anyone who dared to offend her interests was an unwelcome person! At this moment, the child was still hers
Alliance, but what about one day? She really couldn't imagine it, and she didn't want to think about it.
Qiao Xiaomai's voice was cold and calm: "Then you'd better tell your dad and never let Aunt Bingbing play here again."
"Okay, I must tell dad."
The study room was filled with smoke.
Song Weichao took a few puffs of cigarette and saw Lord Yi frowning in displeasure: "Weichao, smoking is not good, you'd better quit. Besides, Xiaobai often comes to the study, so we can't let her inhale second-hand smoke...
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Song Wei Chaoru looked at a monster.
He sat down on the big chair, crossed his legs, and looked at Mr. Yi, who had a springy face.
Perhaps his eyes were too sharp and filled with a touch of sarcasm, which made Xiang Xi feel uncomfortable looking at him.