"One hundred thousand. Li Jia crossed the account, giggled, and then hugged Duan Hongwei: "Husband, you are so good, you are the best for me." ”

Duan Hongwei laughed.

gave more than 100,000 yuan at a time, even Yang Dingtian was a little admired: "He is really generous, some rich businessmen, speaking of hundreds of billions, a second wife, 10,000 a month is too much, and some only give a few thousand." ”

At two o'clock, Duan Hongwei drove Li Jia to school, and he returned to the company by himself.

"Xie Wei, Li Jia, these are two. ”

Yang Dingtian summed it up.

Not long after Xie Wei graduated from university, Li Jia was simply a student, all of them were beautiful women, and they were all young

"He likes tender ones. ”

Yang Dingtian came to a conclusion.

This conclusion is not new, and most people like tender ones.

But the strange thing is that Yang Dingtian likes older women, older women will take care of people, and there are not so many problems, such as Yue Qianqian, being with her is so comfortable, compared to Mei Youxue, this and that, but he wants to coax him.

In the afternoon, Duan Hongwei was also uneasy, so he went to the office and came out, drinking with people outside.

Anyone who engages in procurement, or in other words, anyone who holds real power, this is a basic ecology.

At nearly six o'clock, Duan Hongwei drove to the south of the city, Yang Dingtian followed, Duan Hongwei drove into a villa-style community, opened the door and went in, there was a little nanny-like girl busy in the kitchen, heard the voice, and said hello: "Brother Duan, I'm back, it's hard work." ”

"Hmm. Duan Hongwei nodded: "Is your Sister Ling back?"

"Teacher Ling is at home, painting upstairs. ”

The little babysitter should.

Hearing this, Yang Dingtian was stunned.

"This is Ling Ziyi's family?"

The bee he controlled landed on Duan Hongwei's back collar and flew up at this time.

Duan Hongwei walked upstairs, his villa was huge, there were three floors, he went directly to the third floor.

When I went to the third floor, I pushed open the door on the left-hand side, and sure enough, it was Ling Ziyi, wearing a loose home skirt, but it was also purple, her hair was tied back at the back of her head, and she was painting, oil painting, a very large one.

"Purple. Duan Hongwei went in, greeted him, and glanced at the painting: "Well, I feel more and more." ”

Ling Ziyi held the pen and stood in front of the painting, but he didn't draw, he didn't know if he was thinking or what he was thinking, so he ignored him.

Duan Hongwei saw that she didn't care, stood for a while and felt bored, and said, "It's time to eat, let's wash your hands and eat first." ”

Ling Ziyi didn't respond, and he came down.

Watching him go down, Ling Ziyi put down her paintbrush and stood in front of the window, her window was facing Nanshan, the sunset was on the other side of the window, and the pale red oblique glow shone on her face, making her whole person look unreal beauty.

"It's beautiful. Yang Dingtian couldn't help but admire.

He was not interested in Duan Hongwei at this moment, and controlled the bees to fly in front of the window, staring at Ling Ziyi.

At around half past six, the nanny came up and said to Ling Ziyi, "Teacher Ling, Brother Duan told you to go down to eat." ”

"I don't want to eat it right now. Ling Ziyi shook her head.

"You'd better go down. The little nanny advised: "Brother Duan lost his temper again and didn't go home for a few days." ”

"Leave him alone. Ling Ziyi shook his head: "After you finish eating, clean up and go back, don't worry about the rest." ”

The little nanny hesitated, didn't persuade again, and went down.

"They seem to have been in the Cold War. Yang Dingtian didn't know whether he was disappointed or happy.

Originally, when he followed Ling Ziyi's house, he had some other ideas, if Duan Hongwei slept with Ling Ziyi, he really wanted to see what it would be like for Ling Ziyi, who was usually cold, to give Duan Hongwei a picture.

But now it seems that Ling Ziyi and Duan Hongwei are in a cold war, so they will definitely not go to bed.

"No, it's not going to be like this for the past three years. ”

Yang Dingtian thought.

After a while, the little nanny came up again and said, "Teacher Ling, Brother Duan went out again, and someone called him to ask him to eat." ”

"Leave him alone. Ling Ziyi replied.

"Then will you come down to dinner?" asked the little nanny.

Ling Ziyi waited for a moment, then turned around and went downstairs.

Duan Hongwei actually went out again. ”

Yang Dingtian hesitated for a while, thought about it for a while, or followed Duan Hongwei, he wanted to see what Duan Hongwei was going out to do at this time.

"Is he angry with Ling Ziyi?"

As a result, Duan Hongwei really had an appointment, and there was more than one person who made an appointment, the first one had dinner and broke up, and the second one made an appointment with a nightclub.

played until about eleven o'clock, Duan Hongwei came out, there was still there, Duan Hongwei smiled: "If you don't go back, my wife will lose her temper." ”

He was a bald head, and hurriedly touted: "Duan Chu is really a good man who cares about his family." ”

Duan Hongwei laughed.

Duan Hongwei really came back, when he got home, the little nanny may have been an hourly worker, and when he went back, there was no light in the living room, Duan Hongwei pressed the light, went upstairs, or went straight to the third floor.

Ling Ziyi's studio was on the left, but Duan Hongwei directly pushed open the door on the right.

Ling Ziyi was really in this room.

The house here is just as big, with a huge mirror on one wall, gym equipment, yoga balls or something, and it's clear that this is a practice room.

Ling Ziyi sat in front of the window and changed into a loose practice uniform, which was also purple.

She sat cross-legged on the mat in front of the window, it was a double plate, this posture was pitiful, and she couldn't even cross it when the sun was dead or dead.

Ling Zi's clothes are cross-dressed, but they are very relaxed, their eyes are closed, their waist is as straight as a green onion, and their delicate face is quiet and serene.

Not far in front of her, a pillar of incense was lit, and the cigarette was a thin line, stretched straight up, and occasionally there was wind, and it swayed gently twice, like a girl's light gauze skirt.

Duan Hongwei didn't go in, he stood by the door, just looked at Ling Ziyi, Ling Ziyi must have known that he was back, but he didn't open his eyes, let alone get up.

Duan Hongwei stood like this, in fact, to see Ling Ziyi's reaction, Ling Ziyi ignored him, he stood for a while, then closed the door and went down.

He went downstairs, didn't go out again, went to the second floor, went into the study, surfed the Internet, answered two more calls, and at about half past eleven, he went back to the bedroom, took a shower, and went to bed.

He was at home, Yang Dingtian didn't look at him, staring at Ling Ziyi.

Ling Ziyi sat for more than two hours until Duan Hongwei fell asleep, and she didn't get up until it was almost a little later.

"This kung fu is amazing. "The sun is dark.

Ling Ziyi got up and did a set of soft gymnastics.

It seems that she has been taught by her master, meditating on this thing, after sitting for a long time, she must be active, otherwise the qi and blood are easy to live.

Bodhidharma is known as a generation of monks, sitting for a long time, but also something wrong, so he created the Yijin Sutra.

The so-called dual cultivation of life, to put it bluntly, is to move and then be still, and the combination of movement and static, it's as simple as that.