In the eyes of outsiders, a woman's income of millions or tens of millions a year is already incredible. But, did you know? An evening dress can easily cost tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, and a better bag can cost tens of thousands.
Ten thousand, let alone a better coat, is almost worth a small house; moreover, the jewelry you wear can easily cost millions and tens of millions... Moreover, you can't keep repeating it. On different occasions, you have to
There are different props and equipment, otherwise, people will look down upon them...
How can you maintain such a luxurious life with just the income of a best-selling beauty author and the false fame in the fashion industry?
In the past few years, if it weren't for the disguised compensation from Yi Xiangxi, she would have been unable to survive. In these years, Yi Xiangxi's business has grown bigger and bigger, and she has slowly been listed as a group company, and her net worth has doubled.
.At this time, how many women are jealously staring at Mrs. Yi's throne? And why should I give up my hand in vain?
Both parents immigrated to Canada. That kind of stable and leisurely life is only suitable for the elderly. How could a beautiful woman in her prime live such a lonely life?
It was completely unimaginable to her, so she had to stay even if she was alone. And Yi Xiangxi was the biggest and only motivation for her to choose to come back.
After so many years, she has relied almost entirely on this spirit to support her. She thought she would survive no matter what, but unexpectedly, to this day, she still feels that all this is uncontrollable.
After a while, she quietly stood up.
The basement was pitch dark.
This place is locked all year round. Even the sanitation is not allowed to be cleaned by outsiders. She is completely in charge of it. She went in quietly. As soon as she entered, she felt a terrible and terrible chill. Under normal circumstances, if it was not a last resort, she would easily
It won't come here.
Even after turning on the light, she still felt eerie and cold.
At this moment, the phone rang. When she saw the number, her voice changed: "...Mr. Jiang, is your method really feasible?"
"If you do exactly what I say, then it's guaranteed to work. But if you don't do what I say, I can't guarantee it."
She glanced at the mysterious and gloomy thing again and gritted her teeth: "I must succeed!"
"No one in this world wants to lose!"
"So what should I do next?"
"I will send someone to contact you tomorrow."
It was the darkest time before dawn, and there were almost no leaves on the fig tree. The wind blew on his neck, causing a bone-chilling pain. Qiao Xiaomai stood by the window and looked around countless times, but every time he looked around,
The results are all disappointments.
The air conditioning is on in the room, but the heater is not enough to bring warmth, and my feet feel numb.
She dialed the mobile phone again, but the stereotypical voice came countless times, "The number you dialed has been turned off..." When she dialed the landline, the landline phone repeated the same monotonous voice, "The number you dialed is not answered..."
She put down the phone in vain and slumped down on the sofa. At this moment, she suddenly heard a strange sound. She jumped up and opened the door. At the door, a strong smell of alcohol came from the door, and a person's body kept moving.
After getting tired, he muttered: "Ha... drink... drink... have another drink with me... get married... I'm getting married... Hahaha, I'm getting married..."
She was shocked: "Xiaodong, why do you drink so much?"