Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Chenchen doesn't like Wang Jialing and Mrs. Wang. They must have abused him.
snort.
Luo Jian suddenly said: "I hate her very much."
Zhao Qingqing looked at him in surprise: "Why? She is your fiancée, how can you hate her?"
She asked such a question with the simplest thinking.
How can you get engaged if you don't like it?
Luo Jian smiled, he also wanted to know how he could hate his fiancée?
"We have been engaged since childhood."
There was a hint of cynicism in his calm tone.
"What a bloody plot." Zhao Qingqing felt countless thunder crackling across his eyes, "But aren't arranged marriages allowed now? Why don't you resist if you don't like it?"
Without waiting for Luo Jian to answer, she sighed and continued: "Hey, I know, it must involve ancestors and family interests."
It must be that the previous generation Wang Jialing's grandfather saved his grandfather, or his grandfather saved Wang Jialing's grandfather, etc., and then the two old brothers hooked up and engaged their children and grandchildren.
Luo Jian curled his lips, and a bitter smile spread at the corners of his mouth.
He...is this his acquiescence?
"Life is precious, and love is more valuable. If it's for freedom, both can be thrown away. Comrade university, people can sacrifice their lives for love, and they can sacrifice love for freedom." Zhao Qingqing paused, and then continued: "Life is short.
In just a few decades, are you...sure you have to live in such a miserable state?"
People often say that it is better to demolish ten temples than ruin one marriage.
But it's not the marriage you want, and you won't be happy if you get it, right?
Especially Colonel Luo, her idol and benefactor, how could she just watch him jump into Wang Jialing's fiery pit? No, no, no.
Hahaha...Wang Jialing, let you have a mean mouth.
'Hey' Luo Jian listened to Zhao Qingqing's words and sighed, "The old man is the commander of the army. Do I have to disobey the military orders he gave me?"
He frowned, pretending to be distressed.
A hint of cunning flashed in his black eyes.
Military order? Then she came to disturb the morale of the army. Zhao Qingqing's eyes also flashed with cunning, and his voice was loud and clear and he said: "Think about the last two sentences of the poem I just read. For the sake of freedom, both can be thrown away.
You are a genius for disobeying military orders for freedom."
Even the gods and horses are not considered good?
"Hey, it seems that you hate Wang Jialing more than me." Luo Jian shook his head and sighed, with a hint of a smile on his lips, and looked at the little girl beside him, his dark eyes sparkling with interest.
Zhao Qingqing's heart thumped and she shook her head guiltily, "I...I didn't."
She...is it so obvious that she hates it?
His eyes rolled and his gaze wandered uncertainly.
Doesn't he think she is very narrow-minded? Although in fact she is not very narrow-minded, but what she just analyzed was the love and freedom of the poet Petofi who threw his life and blood, right?
She secretly cursed in her heart and rolled her eyes from time to time.
The car suddenly stopped, and Luo Jian said: "We're here."
Zhao Qingqing then raised his head and saw that they had arrived at the door of the hotel where Mu Mu was staying.
"Oh", he nodded dullly and prepared to take off his seat belt and get out of the car.
But the seat belt, which was originally easy to untie, suddenly got stuck for some reason and could not be untied.
She tried to pull it twice, "What's going on?"
Whispering quietly.
Luo Jian, who had already gotten out of the car, saw that Zhao Qingqing had not gotten out of the car for a long time, so he opened the door for him and asked, "What's wrong?"
