Huang Xiaojue calmly said: "Xixi, do you want to resign?"
"In no mood!"
Seeing her decisive answer, Huang Xiaojue sighed to himself, but was still very gentle: "Since you don't want to resign, you don't have to resign. It's a good thing to work hard for a few years while you're young."
She was relieved and held Huang Xiaojue's hand with her backhand. Then her brows relaxed, but she was still a little troubled: "Xiaojue, what kind of gift do you think I should give you at your house tomorrow? What do your parents like?"
"You don't have to worry about it. Both my parents like to drink tea. I have prepared two kilograms of high-quality Pu'er tea. Just bring it with you tomorrow."
She was surprised: "Do you prepare gifts for me every time?"
He laughed: "You don't know what they like. I will do what they like after I am prepared."
That night, she suffered from insomnia again. She was always uneasy when she thought about going to the Huang family's door tomorrow night. She was really more nervous than the night before the college entrance examination.
After tossing and turning, she checked WeChat again. Really, the mean stranger had completely disappeared. From that day on, there was no news at all.
She was a little melancholy, thinking that although that guy was hateful, he was also quite interesting, and because he was a virtual stranger, he could speak his mind freely, but now he didn't even have anyone to talk to.
She was about to turn off her phone and go to sleep when she saw Zhou Xiaoxuan had sent a new WeChat message to her classmates. She simply clicked on Zhou Xiaoxuan's photo album. She was shocked when she saw that there were many wedding photos of Wang Donglin and Zhou Ting. Those wedding photos were all
Ordinary people may not recognize Yuanjing in person, but Yan can recognize it at a closer look. Even if it is Yuanjing, he completely exudes a sense of indifference and self-deprecation - this person has always been like this, he never gets angry,
But it's unpredictable. If you are smiling at one moment, you may fall out with you the next moment.
Yan Xixi suddenly discovered that the clear photo that Zhou Xiaoxuan had posted previously had been deleted.
Someone left a message asking who this was, but Zhou Xiaoxuan did not reply.
The afternoon sun was very bright, and the pink flowers around were swaying slightly.
Wang Donglin was lying on the chair and looking into the distance very comfortably. A woman was striding towards her, followed by two workers carrying a lot of things.
Still two meters away, she stopped and stared at him: "Dong Lin, you look good today."
He smiled and said, "What good things did you bring me?"
"Our wedding photos..." Zhou Ting explained, "Didn't we take them a few months ago? At that time, I never went to pick up the photo frame or anything. In the past two weeks, the photography store urged me to pick it up many times, so I took it
I'm back. Donglin, should you keep it or should I keep it?"
"Leave me here."
Zhou Ting gave a few instructions, and the two workers sent the things directly into the house.
Zhou Ting sat down opposite him and looked at him carefully for a long time: "I see that you look much better than last time. Originally, according to my parents' wishes, it was best to hold the wedding as usual. You know, my father has encountered a little trouble recently.
, he is afraid that if the wedding is cancelled, your mother will not be willing to help as strongly as before..."
Wang Donglin said calmly: "If you agree, then of course I have no objection."
His attitude made Zhou Ting confused. However, she was silent for a long time, but still slowly said: "Dong Lin, I heard that you had a girlfriend in China before?"
Wang Donglin smiled and said: "I don't just have one girlfriend? I can't count them on my ten fingers."
“You can’t even count on your ten fingers the number of people who spend a lot of money to support themselves until they graduate from college?”
