"I'm curious what you want Qiao An to do?" Wu Yifan started gossiping again.
Cheng Ningyou shrugged and smiled, "I want to be my husband."
Wu Yifan became even more curious after hearing this, "Huh?"
When they first met, he thought of her as one plus one. After getting along with her, he realized that she was one plus one, which was simply 1+1 raised to the nth power.
Force Qiao An to come back and become her husband?
"Hey, you know." Cheng Ning lowered her eyelids sadly, her long eyelashes flashing, blocking her melancholy.
Wu Yifan guessed why she wanted to find a 'husband', and his heart ached a little. It was tiring and tiring to raise two children alone, so why should she care about so much?
The more kind she is, the more people can't let her go.
"Can't you live a more relaxed life? I always feel that you are abusing yourself."
Wu Yifan's words had a hint of gunpowder, but his eyes were full of heartache.
Cheng Ning smiled wryly, "How can you have the dignity to live an easy life if you are full of sins?"
After saying that, she stood up and wandered around the spacious studio carelessly, with one hand in her trouser pocket.
Her long hair was spread around her waist, like fine silk, and she looked out the window melancholy.
Wu Yifan got angry and stood up, "Because you betrayed Pei Mochen? Betrayed your childhood sweetheart's love? Doesn't he not care about it?"
Sometimes I really feel that this woman is too pretentious, but his reason tells him that she is hiding something in her heart because her changes are too big and too sudden.
Cheng Ningyou stood in front of the window, with his back to Wu Yifan. Outside the window, there were high-rise buildings and office buildings next to each other, in the most prosperous and golden area of City A.
The office she is standing in now sells for more than 200,000 yuan per square meter. It is located so high that she feels dizzy looking down.
His eyes inadvertently glanced at the painting on the drawing board next to him, and he turned around with a smile, "At first I thought you were a young man chasing dreams. You were at odds with your family, and you painted and did charity. You lived a very free and unrestrained life, and you were very ambitious."
I still remember when he made a deal with Pei Mochen by taking care of her in order to raise funds for charity. I always feel that he was happier at that time than he is now.
Such a high position should not be his pursuit now.
Of course, time is changing, people are changing, and there are still many choices and no-goes in life.
Wu Yifan looked at her blankly.
She smiled and asked, "Suddenly you want to be a diamond king? Diamond kings are not bad. Look, no matter where you drive your luxury car, you are surrounded by beautiful women."
Wu Yifan's eyes were deep, and he lowered his face. When he saw her playful smile after the joke, his heart softened again, "I know how to change the topic."
The winter sun always feels particularly bright, and the bare trees on both sides of the road are lifeless.
This is not the first time Miss Mianmian has encountered a car breaking down on the road.
Wearing a brown fur coat, black leggings, leggings and over-the-knee boots with heels over ten centimeters, she stood on the roadside, her fair face flushed red by the wind.
Looking at the red Audi Q7 she just bought, she kicked it with her foot in anger.
This was not enough for her to vent, so she took out her mobile phone from her bag and made a call.
"Mr. Yao, I'm not satisfied with the car you chose for me this time. Do you want to freeze me to death or not? Ah? It broke down again..."
Before Mr. Yao could say a word on the other end of the phone, Miss Mianmian had already hung up the phone and angrily threw her phone into the car.
