When Xie Xiaojuan saw the boy, she quickly covered her face with her hands.
"Didn't see me, didn't see me, didn't see me..." Xie Xiaojuan prayed silently in her heart.
"Sister Xiaojuan..."
However, the boy turned around and saw Xie Xiaojuan, walking towards her with a smile.
A young boy in his twenties smiles and shows his white teeth, which is called pure and beautiful.
It’s over…
Xie Xiaojuan mourned in her heart.
"Sister Xiaojuan, I didn't expect to meet you here. What a coincidence." The boy sat down next to her.
"Haha, is it a coincidence?" Xie Xiaojuan also knew that she couldn't hide, so she simply sat up straight and looked at the boy with a sneer: "I'm afraid someone has colluded with you, right?"
As Xie Xiaojuan spoke, she glanced at Fang Jing aside.
Fang Jing felt guilty, and she was still complaining.
"Sister Xiaojuan, you are wronged!"
"Unjustly? Tell me, what benefits did he give you?"
"Hehe..." Fang Jing knew that she couldn't hide it anymore, so she stopped pretending and confessed.
She held out two fingers: "Two tickets for Little Tigers' concert."
"You sold me just two Little Tigers tickets? You..."
"Okay, Sister Xiaojuan, don't talk about her anymore. It's all my idea and has nothing to do with her." The boy next to him probably couldn't stand it anymore and stopped Xie Xiaojuan's topic.
"But I really like you."
He sat up straight and spoke straightforwardly.
This straight shot... shocked the person next to her.
Do young people speak so straightforwardly now?
He looked at Xie Xiaojuan: "I want to pursue you, but I don't have to develop anything. I just want to watch movies and eat with you. Isn't that okay?"
"No!" Xie Xiaojuan refused.
"Why?" The boy didn't understand.
"Why else? How old are you and how old am I?"
"But as long as two people truly love each other, age doesn't matter."
"Oh, how can age not be a problem? Age is the biggest problem.
If nothing else, will your parents agree?
Will my daughter say yes?
If my daughter knew that I had a boyfriend who was only a few years older than her, what would she think of me? What would her classmates think of her?
Linzhou, have you thought about these questions?
You are still young, and you think I am different from the girls around you. You can pursue novelty and excitement. You can ask me to have dinner or watch a movie.
You can call it true love.
But what about me?
Can I fool around like you?
When outsiders know about it, they can only blame me, saying that I am an old cow eating young grass, saying that I am shameless, and saying that I have ulterior motives..."
"But I'm not fooling around..."
"Okay, Linzhou."
Xie Xiaojuan didn't want to hear a word about what the boy said.
"That's it." She said.
"You know, I have already had a failed marriage. I almost lost a layer of skin to be here today. I am different from others. I no longer have the capital to make mistakes.
Just let me go and stop pestering me."
Xie Xiaojuan stood up while talking. She pulled Yaqian over and said, "Yaqian, let's go."
"Ah? Oh oh..."
Cree Yaqian was drinking orange juice and eating melon vigorously when she heard Xie Xiaojuan calling her, and it took her a while to react.
At this moment, Xie Xiaojuan had already left the cafe, and she followed him belatedly.
As he left, he couldn't help but look back three times and look at the boys in the cafe.
He looks so disappointed...
Like a little puppy abandoned by its owner.
Fang Jing sat opposite him, probably thinking that she had done something imperfect, and reached out to rub his cocked head.
Oops, older women really can't bear to see such a scene, and their sympathy is easily overflowing.
"Who is that?"
Sitting in Xie Xiaojuan's car, Que Yaqian still couldn't forget it. She turned around and asked Xie Xiaojuan who was driving beside her.
Xie Xiaojuan laughed while driving: "Ah, the son of a supplier."
"We met at the bar before. I think he is about the same age as Fang Jing. I originally planned to introduce him to Fang Jing, but who knew..."
"hehe……"
Xie Xiaojuan laughed again, and then sighed: "What's the matter?"
"Okay, Xiaojuan, you can't tell. You are so charming that even Fang Jing is outclassed by you." After hearing this, Cree Yaqian joked a little funny.
"What?" Xie Xiaojuan didn't care.
"He's out of his mind. A girl in her twenties doesn't want to come to me, an old aunt. She's just young and wants to show off her uniqueness. When you grow up, you'll know how childish she is now."
"How are you so sure that I'm not serious?"
Cree Yaqian looked back at Xie Xiaojuan. To be honest, she had really aged a lot over the years.
After all, you are not considered young anymore. Once a woman reaches her thirties, her collagen will be lost very quickly.
In addition, Xie Xiaojuan is a divorced woman who is raising her daughter alone, and she is running such a big company. She runs both the company and the family, and is so busy that her feet are not touching the ground. It is strange that she does not look old.
But so what?
She is also beautiful.
She dresses expensively and appropriately, attends various negotiation venues, is popular with Rayleigh, and walks with style.
She has short hair, close to her ears, with small wool curls, and slightly tough facial features, which gives her a unique flavor.
She wears elegant makeup, not gaudy, not strong, elegant and decent.
There are fine lines at the corners of her eyes, but they add more charm to her eyes that are full of stories. Those fine lines represent every road she has ever walked.
Not only is it not ugly, but it is also radiantly beautiful.
How can such a girl not be able to outdo those young girls?
Anyway, that’s how Cree Yaqian feels.
But Xie Xiaojuan didn't take it seriously.
"You must stop it," she said, "If Fang Jing's brain is not working well, are you confused too?"
"Can you please stop being so old-fashioned?" Que Yaqian said, "In what age is it now, free love is popular."
"Ha ha……"
Xie Xiaojuan laughed, as if she had heard a big joke.
"What do you think he can see in me?" she asked.
"I see that you are tenacious, brave, responsible for your family, hardworking at work, mentally strong, and sufficient..." Such words were spoken by Wei Yaqian without even thinking.
"Ha ha……"
Xie Xiaojuan laughed so hard that she almost burst into tears.
"Those are all fake and empty." She said.
"If nothing else, at my age, my living habits and lifestyle are all different from those of young people.
Besides, I can still see now, but I am thirty-two, and will be forty in a few years. I will be old and yellow. By then, will he not be disgusted by it?
At a party with his classmates and friends, does he think he can take me out?
How should he and Yaya get along?
Also, I have given birth to a child, and if others don’t know the look on my belly, how can you still not know it? If he really saw it, he would be scared away by the tenacity and bravery in an instant.
These are all problems.
Yaqian, both of us have died once. We crawled out of hell and worked hard for half of our lives to have the life we have now. We should stop being so naive and still believe in the idea that love is enough."