28. Marriage is not equal to the rich and the poor 4
Huang Xiaojue nearly spit out blood, "Mom, where did you hear the rumors?"
"There's no fire without fire. Her relatives all said she was being taken care of, but that's not what we said. Think about it, with her slender face and that kind of appearance, it's strange that no one is taking care of her. Is she willing to be poor? And she needs money, so she is being taken care of.
It’s normal for someone to support you. It is said that a few days ago, she even went to work in a nightclub..."
Huang Xiaojue put his chopsticks on the table with a snap, "Mom, can you stop being so boring? Where does Yan Xixi have any relatives? If they really had relatives, would they be so miserable? And, if they were really relatives, they would arrange it like this.
A relative of your own? Look at what Xixian eats, uses, and wears. If she was taken care of by a rich man, would she be able to live in such a shabby life? Please ask those who spread rumors to have some brains, okay? Relatives! When needed, a relative.
There is no trace; it’s good now. When rumors are spread, relatives get excited. It’s really shameless..."
Huang's mother's eyes widened: "Son, who are you talking to?"
Huang's father's face also darkened: "Xiaojue, please apologize to your mother quickly."
Huang Xiaojue felt a breath of black breath in his chest, neither rising nor falling. He stood up and said, "I don't want to eat." He closed the door with a bang and went out.
"son……"
Huang's mother was about to chase her out, but Huang's father grabbed her.
That day was the coldest day of the year, and the wind blew on his face, like an ice knife cutting him. His palms were cold, and Yan Xixian shrank his neck, strode into a run, and ran across two streets.
Finally feeling warm, she slowed down and breathed a sigh of relief.
Behind him, a luxury car caught up with him. The window glass rolled down, revealing a face that was half-smiling but not smiling: "Hey, tea tray, how many men have you deceived today?"
Yan Xixi ignored him and ran forward in long strides. After running a few steps, she suddenly heard a sudden brake. She was startled. The car stopped in front of her, almost knocking her down.
"Hahaha, Xi Xi, my driving skills are very good, right?"
Wang Donglin laughed and walked out of the car swaggeringly.
"asshole."
She uttered two words and was shocked. She turned around and continued running forward. Soon, a tall figure with long arms and legs stopped her. He stretched out his big hand and hugged her around the waist. "Xixi, you are playing tricks on me."
Bar?"
"open……"
He really let go, but he didn't let go. His voice was friendly and frivolous: "Little one, why are you pretending to be serious? You were at my house last time, and I was secretly happy, thinking that I could kiss Fangze as soon as I got home that night.
Unexpectedly, you left again. Aren't you just teasing me? Little thing, if you don't play like this, I won't allow you to be so presumptuous..."
Yan Xixi was so disgusted by the pretense of intimacy that she almost vomited. She pushed him desperately, "Let go. If you don't let go, I'm going to call someone...Help..."
She opened her mouth, and Wang Donglin leaned down and kissed her firmly. For a moment, Yan Xixi almost suffocated. She pushed him away with all her strength, became so angry that she slapped him in the face. Midway, her hand was caught
Wang Donglin grabbed it, stroked her hand very gently, and suddenly forced something into her hand, and said coolly, "Baby, goodbye."
In the rearview mirror, he saw the face that turned red with anger, already a car away, and he could still feel the warmth of her face, its smooth, delicate and smooth texture.
