From the moment my mother died, if time could go over again, what would it be like?
Who pays for mother’s funeral expenses?
Huang Xiaojue will definitely come out, right?
That's right, even if Huang Ma objects, he will definitely come forward.
Then what?
Successfully married Huang Xiaojue? Then spent his whole life trembling in the shadow of his mother? Because of his low self-esteem, he dared not speak out? Then, he gave birth to children, and finally, after ten years, his daughter-in-law became a mother-in-law?
Do you dare to say a word loudly to Huang Xiaojue?
Do you dare to be disrespectful to him?
If you couldn't marry Huang Xiaojue, would it be more miserable than this? If you work nine to five and have a busy life, would you be even more depraved?
As for Harvard University or something like that, do you dare to imagine it?
Successful men often complain that women have fallen behind, cannot keep up with them, and have no common language. The so-called "long hair but short knowledge" is true - but, how often have they ever spent time cultivating and improving their own women?
Just like Wang Donglin, he also dislikes his lack of quality and low starting point - the problem is that he is at least willing to spend money and efforts to train you. Instead of letting you fend for yourself and rot on the ground, but keep saying that you don't want to make progress.
She walked home, and the lights were already on.
The fountain in the community is beautiful under the lights. Dozens of water jets spurt out from the mouth of the dragon carved in stone, which are colorful. There are various precious flowers and trees, quiet walkways, and the environment is comfortable and beautiful.
She especially liked walking in this night, because she gradually began to feel a sense of belonging: having a house with her own name on it made her feel like home.
You don’t need to pay rent, and you don’t need to move frequently. You can live as long as you want. Since ancient times, housing has been the top priority for Chinese people. Otherwise, housing prices would not have skyrocketed to such ridiculous levels.
She walked slowly, ate and drank enough, and gradually began to relax.
As soon as I arrived at the door of the unit, I stopped.
Wang Donglin smiled: "Where did you go? Why did you come back so late?"
She was suspicious: "What are you doing here?"
"I sent you a message but you didn't reply to me. I was afraid that you would take the money and abscond, so I came here to block you."
Is there any money to be swept away?
Really.
She chuckled.
He said with a straight face: "Why are you laughing? I'm warning you, you must reply promptly in the future. Are you trying to be a big deal? I won't do that."
"If you don't do this, you can block me."
"You think I dare not block you? If you don't believe me, try it..."
"Humph, I've been blocked several times."
"It's good to know. Every time you beg me pitifully, I add you again. Miss, one must know how to cherish blessings."
Too lazy to answer him, he opened the door and went in.
He followed in and stretched out his hand: "Bring it here."
"What?"
"Spare key."
"Why should I give it to you?"
"It's convenient for me to hold it. Otherwise, if you're not at home when I come, you'll have to wait."
"Don't you know to call ahead?"
"I'm here for an unannounced visit. The only way to scare you is to surprise you, lest there be another strange man in this room."
"..."
"It's not just that. Look, if something happens to you when you live alone, who will know? Don't you read the news reports? A single woman died of old age in the apartment, no one knew about it, and she was eventually eaten by dogs...
…”
Yan Xixi was speechless and said angrily: "I don't even have the key to your house, why do you want mine?"
"Take it!"
A bunch of keys were handed to her: "You can check the post at any time."
