"A man's time and money are limited. If he doesn't spend it on you, he will spend it on other women."
Is this still possible?
However, she could no longer find any excuse to laugh at herself. Anyway, she used Wang Donglin's money at every critical moment, burying her mother, studying in college, getting rid of the coercion of Wang Xiaohao's family, and even this time she rescued and compensated... She suddenly felt very
Depressed: It seems that every turning point in life has the shadow of Wang Donglin.
Whether he admits it or not, he has always been in his shadow - or in other words, enjoying the benefits he has brought, but has never dared to face it directly.
Do I have to rely on him for the rest of my life?
In other words, quietly enjoying his benefits and then pretending not to know?
The people you avoid like snakes and scorpions are the people who bring you the most benefits.
How terrible.
That night, Wang Donglin was also in an extremely comfortable mood.
He remembered that this was the first time that he had told her about his personal affairs - family situation, family members, his youth... Has his conscience noticed it? After all, she had so much trust in the "foot-picking man" and had nothing to do with it.
Keep it, it would be pointless if you still kept it all hidden, wouldn’t it?
He hoped to make her understand his sincerity before the two met - otherwise, this tyrannosaurus-like guy would rebound and it would be too much for her.
When they were together in the past, he always inspected her with a critical eye; and she was even more cautious and careful at every step; the two of them were so intrigued that they never had any time to exchange their concerns.
This extremely indifferent woman, she was really indifferent to herself at that time. Not to mention what school she studied and what family she had, she never even asked Zhou Ting a word.
Where is Yan Xixi like now?
She is lively and cheerful, and often laughs in her voice. She is unscrupulous and so cute.
Sometimes he is pitiful, sometimes he is arrogant and willful.
He was surprised to find that he actually liked her more than she was now - a real female liar who had taken off all disguises.
The plane finally landed.
Huang Xiaojue walked out of the airport, his chest almost bursting. He picked up the phone and wanted to call his father, but put it down. It wasn't until he got in the car that he finally dialed the number.
"Dad, is my mother okay?"
"Your mother is in a panic. There is nothing wrong with her at all. Xiaojue, have you gotten off the plane? Do you want to go to the hospital first? I will meet you right away..."
"No, dad, don't tell mom I'm back yet."
Huang's father sighed secretly, but pretended to be lighthearted: "That's fine, you go and deal with your own affairs first. I will make arrangements with your mother, don't worry."
The car stopped on the opposite street.
Huang Xiaojue did not enter the store immediately, but stood in the distance and looked at the store.
His legs were actually weak, as if he couldn't just walk over. It took him a while before he strode in.
When Xu Xiaoya saw him, she immediately turned her face.
He looked around and his heart sank. That was the worst possible outcome: Xixi was indeed not here.
He hurriedly asked: "Xiaoya, where is Xixi?"
Xu Xiaoya's attitude was extremely cold: "Mr. Huang, if you are here to buy something, I can give you a discount; if you don't want to buy anything, please leave. By the way, Xixi and I have collected all the funds you advanced.
I'll return all the money to your father with interest."
