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It was different from what was expected. It seemed that the conversation was not going to end immediately. The young master, who usually puts his eyes above the rest and does not take anyone seriously, had an amazing endurance today. Even his statement was astonishing in his heart.
"Why didn't he hit me?"
The statement puts the fruit basket on the ground.
Statement looked at Wang Xin and said, "I hate you. Do you know this?"
Wang Xin nodded and said, "I know. I don't like you either."
"Look, we still have something in common." Chen DaLe said, "This person is afraid of communication. Once you communicate seriously, you will know why you hate someone so much."
"" Wang Xin felt even more uncomfortable.
Aren¡¯t you asking for trouble? Why provoke such a poisonous demon king in the world?
"Why should I understand you?" She said with a cold smile on her face, "You are a guy who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Your starting point is higher than us, your platform is better than us, and you have more than us." As you told me before, the resources, connections and money you have now are beyond the reach of ordinary people like us in ten, twenty years or even a lifetime"
"You used your natural halo to steal the woman I like, and now you tell me that you are also under tremendous pressure. You also shamelessly said that you have no other choice. If you want to have it, you must know how to give it up You What are you giving up? What you are giving up is the woman I once cared for with all my heart, the love I dreamed of, and the marriage I vowed to protect by her side for the rest of my life."
"I don't understand the survival rules of your wealthy family, and I don't want to know how your rich people's priorities are arranged. I don't know where your pressure comes from, and I don't care about it at all. I only know that if I have fallen in love with a woman. I will do my best to be good to her, protect her, take care of her, and stay with her through thick and thin, never leaving her."
"I have thought so before, I" Wang Xin couldn't continue.
He did think about treating Ling Qing well, and even occasionally thought about getting married hand in hand. However, the conflict between his father and Chen Chen is irreconcilable. If he chooses Chen Chen, his father will not easily hand over the beauty to him. In his father's words, he was not sure whether Huamei's surname would be "Wang" or "Ling" in the end. Ling Chen's ambition is too great, and perhaps not even a beauty can satisfy it.
So, Wang Xin made a choice.
He chose to disappear and escape. He was relieved until he took the initiative to contact him in the early morning and told him his breakup conditions For an interestist like you, if I give you a house and money, there will be no more Any emotional debt?
But why do I still feel so uncomfortable and worried about gains and losses?
"How are you?" Shen Xiang asked. The harder it is for you to say something to someone he doesn't like, the more I want to ask him two, three, dozen or more times. "You are cleaning her out of your world like you are cleaning the garbage? The difference is that cleaning the garbage requires a cleaning lady and a garbage bag, but cleaning a woman's relationship only requires a house and a sum of money. What's the difference? ?What you¡¯re paying for is just another expensive garbage bag.¡±
"You're right." Wang Xin raised his head and met his statement eyes, nodded and said: "Ling Chen is an interestist, she abandoned you and chose me because of her interests. I am also an interestist, I abandoned you because of my beauty. Late morning, so does my father We are all profitists. Now I know why my father hates early morning so much, because we are all the same people. Sometimes you have to admit that the person you hate the most is actually you. Himself. Therefore, we are destined not to be a family."
"You put it like that" The statement was a little boring and he shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't even know how to continue."
"I know, you hate me, you are angry with me. You want to take revenge on me. It doesn't matter. I just feel that you can understand my emotions and feelings I can't tell others, and I don't know who will. Come and listen.¡±
"That's because you have no friends." The statement said.
"Yes, people like us have no friends. No one is willing to be friends with people like us." Wang Xin said. "When faced with a choice of interests, friendship becomes insignificant."
"I have it," said the statement.
""
¡°What are you going to do?¡± asked the statement.
"What do you mean?"Wang Xin was stunned for a moment and asked back.
"You and Ling Chen, what are you going to do?" asked the statement. "Originally I shouldn't get involved in this matter, and I don't have any need to get involved. I have my own love, and Kong Xi, and I live a very happy life now. You can't even imagine my happiness. Even in the early morning , you, have nothing to do with my world. Just think of it as satisfying my curiosity How are you going to deal with your relationship with Chen Chen?"
"Handling it? It's been dealt with."
"In other words, you just complained a few words in front of me? To make yourself feel better? It would be better if you could get my support or understanding? Doesn't it matter if you don't?"
Wang Xin thought for a while and said, "Yes. I can't change anything."
"Trash." said the statement.
"Statement" Wang Xin was angry.
The statement bent down and lifted the fruit blue, saying, "Waste time."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the parking lot.
After walking a few steps, the statement stopped again, looked at Wang Xin and said, "Do you still remember?"
"What?"
"The day I resigned, you said something to me. Some distances cannot be reached or shortened by ten or eight years of hard work." The statement said.
Wang Xin looked stunned and thought, did I say this?
"I did." He remembered the scene at that time. After all, not too much time has passed.
"You're right." said the statement. "Some distances cannot be reached or shortened by ten or eight years of hard work. Because"
??Shu Chen stretched out a finger towards Wang Xin, thought for a moment, then bent the raised middle finger into an arch shape, and said, "It only takes half a year."
""
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The statement left.
Wang Xin was stunned on the spot, watching his figure go away, and also watching him drive past in front of him.
It wasn¡¯t until the tail of the car disappeared that he finally came back to his senses from the suffocating and aggrieved state of anger.
¡°Damn thing!¡±
He suddenly threw out the fruit blueberries in his hand, and the transparent wrapping paper tore a huge hole. The bayberry, lychee, blueberry, pear, kiwi and other fruits in the bamboo basket rolled to the floor.
"How can there be such a disgusting person?"
Breathing heavily, Wang Xin gradually calmed down. He patted his hot cheeks and said, "Wang Xin, you are such a waste."
As he walked towards the parking lot, his eyes caught sight of a row of snack stalls at the entrance of the hospital. There are some selling cold skin, some selling chaotic dumplings, some selling clay pot soup and economical fast food, and there is also a cart selling roasted sweet potatoes.
?? Chen Ling likes to eat roasted sweet potatoes very much. When we first met, I often saw her holding roasted sweet potatoes and eating them deliciously. Sometimes the company works overtime, and dinner or midnight snack is just a roasted sweet potato. Whenever she eats roasted sweet potatoes, it feels like they are the most delicious food in the world.
Wang Xin doesn¡¯t like roasted sweet potatoes. He always feels that the food on the roadside is unhygienic, and eating too hot food is bad for the throat. I tried Amway several times in the early morning, but he rejected me all the time. I fed it to his mouth, but he pushed it away. Therefore, I gradually stopped eating in the early morning.
Wang Xin walked to the roasted sweet potato cart and said, "Give me a roasted sweet potato."
"That's great." The sister-in-law responded, quickly grabbing a roasted sweet potato from the stove and putting it on the scale for packaging.
Wang Xin paid the money, followed the same pattern as in the early morning, and tore open the black skin of the roasted sweet potato, revealing the bright and juicy flesh inside, and then took a bite.
It¡¯s piping hot, fragrant, and so delicious that it makes you want to cry.
Wang Xin¡¯s tears did flow. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com