Qingting stroked her forehead and sighed, is there a generation gap between her and the young people?
Why can't I communicate?
"Aren't you going to get married? Can your future husband bear it when you talk about other men's names?"
Lin Xiaoxiao puffed up her chest confidently, "He loves me so much, how can he blame me?"
"Are you sure?" Qingting smiled half-heartedly.
Lin Xiaoxiao took a big sip of wine, with a sly smile, "As long as I have money, he will never leave me."
Zheng Yuan walked over and happened to hear these words. She was startled and felt a strange feeling in her heart.
"So you're not a fool, so why did you choose him? You should know what kind of person he is and can learn from his mistakes. Aren't you worried?"
No one is a fuel-efficient lamp. One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. It is a consensual choice.
Lin Xiaoxiao shrugged his shoulders and said nonchalantly, "What do I have to worry about? Anyway, the control is in my hands. He signed a prenuptial agreement. As long as he dares to mess around, he will leave the house without taking anything with him.
Take a dime."
She may not be as smart as others, but she knows one thing: economic power must be in her hands. Having money will give her confidence.
Money is a man's life and he cannot live without it.
Zheng Yuan and Qingting looked at each other and saw shock in their eyes.
This girl is not as innocent as imagined.
Zheng Yuan couldn't help but ask, "Do you love him?"
"I like it very much." Lin Xiaoxiao smiled sweetly.
It's not love, it's like. It seems like there's only one word difference, but it's like the difference between heaven and earth.
Zheng Yuan understood and suddenly felt that it was ridiculous, "Then I wish you good luck."
Suddenly there was a cry of a child, Qingting jumped up and rushed over immediately.
A little girl in a pink dress fell to the ground and cried very sadly.
Two little boys stood beside her with nervous expressions on their faces. They tried to pick her up, but their efforts were weak and in vain. They broke out in a hot sweat.
Qingting rushed over and saw his crying daughter. His heart twisted into a ball and he was heartbroken.
"Don't cry, Doudou. Mommy gives me a hug."
She picked up her daughter and kissed her again and again. The little girl cried even more aggrieved, "Mommy, oooh, my butt hurts so much."
When a child sees a family member who loves her, it feels like she has someone to rely on, and she feels even more aggrieved.
Qingting's heart ached from her crying. He held his daughter's little body and shook it gently, constantly coaxing her, "It's okay, it's okay. It won't hurt if I blow it. Be good."
Qi Rui hurried over after hearing the news, with a nervous look on his face.
"Why is Doudou crying? Where does it hurt? Send her to the hospital quickly."
Seeing his daughter's tears, he felt like he had been punched in the face and it hurt so much.
Qingting touched the child's body and said, "It was just a fall. It's not that serious."
Qi Rui jumped to his feet anxiously. Who said that wrestling would be okay? Maybe there was an internal injury?
As long as it concerns one's own children, small things become big things.
"Doudou, tell daddy, does it hurt too much? We'll go to the hospital right away. Stop crying."
When the little girl heard this, she buried her face in Qingting's arms and refused to raise her head. "I don't want to go to the hospital. I won't go. Daddy, it doesn't hurt anymore. It's true."
She hates going to the hospital the most because of the stinky smell.
In the end, he compromised and asked Ouyang's family doctor to check the little girl's body. After receiving the news that everything was normal and nothing was wrong, Qi Rui let out a heavy sigh.
Ouyang Yun was also relieved. It was fine. He didn't blame his friend for making such a fuss. Such a precious daughter was so delicate and frail that she looked like she could break at the touch of a touch.