Perhaps, in the eyes of ordinary people, Wanjia can be regarded as a wealthy family. But in fact, in the eyes of the real upper class, Wan Jia can't even touch the edge of the wealthy.

The so-called wealthy family looks at the heritage and power. Money, connections, is not the standard to measure the wealthy, there are the first two points, at most they are called nouveau riche, with the last two points, the front comes naturally. And Wanjia is the former.

Wanjia can squeeze into the upper class, relying on Wanguozhi to drill at the seams, Wanjia's two daughters have married into the business, the shopping mall is full of people, Wanjia is not enough to see, and the merchant has to give face.

"Is that so?"

"Definitely!" Jing Wen smiled, turned her head and wanted to say something, but saw that Wan Zilin's face was frighteningly pale, so she hurriedly put the gift box aside, stepped forward and carefully helped her sit down, "Linlin, where is it uncomfortable, do you want to go to the hospital?"

Wan Zilin wanted to laugh, but the corners of her mouth stiffened, the arc was very far-fetched, her red lips became black, her eyes were empty as if she had no soul, and her heart was obviously crying, but she still had to laugh, which made people feel distressed.

She held her heart in her hands, and her delicate body trembled slightly, as if a sharp dagger was stabbed into her chest, and an inexplicable pain rose.

Speaking of which, it is not an exaggeration for a person like Shang Yishen to match him with the best woman, whether it is Wan Zilin, a young college student, or the eldest lady of the Wan family who was exchanged for benefits by her father, and him, they are like two parallel lines that should not intersect.

"That'...... It's just wonderful. She bit her lip and blinked vigorously to keep the tears from falling.

Wan Zilin scolded herself, this is a good thing, the old lady is looking for a good candidate for business, and it will not be far from the end of her marriage with him, isn't this what she has been looking forward to?

But why, she was not happy at all, her heart seemed to be tightly embedded, and it became difficult to breathe.

"Well, anyway, there is a business with you, what do you have to worry about. Quiet Wen Yinghe, I didn't notice that the two of them had been talking about chickens and ducks, and what they said was not the same thing at all.

Wan Zilin knew that her friend had misunderstood, but she didn't explain anything, if she misunderstood, she would misunderstand, at least in this way, Jingwen wouldn't worry about her being abandoned by Shang Yishen.

In order to prevent Jing Jingwen from discovering her abnormality, Wan Zilin smiled, handed her the gift box on the side, and reminded: "Aren't you going to change your dress? There are still two hours left, and the party will begin." ”

The party was held in the King's Landing Hotel, King's Landing is the only six-star hotel in the city, the big boss values this opportunity, and wants to take this opportunity to make DK go to the next level, not only to charter the entire floor of the restaurant as a banquet hall, but also to wave his hand, let the company's employees serve wine and plates.

To say, it's just a hotel waiter's job, which takes up personal time, and there is no overtime pay, so colleagues are not so excited.

If you think about it carefully, you can understand, waiter, it also depends on who the service object is, the big boss invited this time, either DK's long-term partner, or the leader in the design industry, are all people with heads and faces, and they can't be seen at all on weekdays.

The big boss lets colleagues go, which can be regarded as creating opportunities for employees, whether they can get inspiration and benefits from it. Then it depends on the individual's creation.

"Then I'll flash first, hotel round. As soon as she reminded her, the worry in Jing Wen's heart was instantly thrown out of the clouds.

Jing Jingwen carried the gift box and went straight to the hotel.

She stood up and wandered into the bathroom, where the bathroom mirror reflected her faceless and frighteningly miserable.

Wan Zilin, you are really unproductive!

Twisting the switch, bending over, the cool water penetrated through the skin, cold into the heart, Wan Zilin walked out of the bathroom, the office was empty, and the colleagues were holding back their strength to show their faces tonight, how could they still have the heart to work, they got off work early and dressed themselves.

On the screen of the mobile phone in standby, the time is clearly displayed: xxx year, September 5.

Twenty-three years ago today, it was the day of mother's suffering, since her mother fell into a coma, no one remembered her birthday, many times, she quietly hid in the corner, looking at Wan Zhiguo, Wan Jiaojiao, their family helped Wan Jiaojiao celebrate her birthday.

Ah, when she was twenty years old, it was Shang Yishen who accompanied her for her birthday, and after she made a birthday wish, he proposed to break up, so ruthless, even if he postponed it for a day, he was not willing to mention it.

Every birthday, she couldn't help but think: If only there were regret pills sold in the world. If she could, she would definitely stay at home on the day she met Shang Yishen. That way, he will not be her robbery, and her heart will not sink.

will not be entangled, unwilling to let go, with the most humble face to keep him.

In the end, she lost her people, lost her heart, and squandered even her dignity.

Mom would be disappointed if she knew, right?

If she had a choice, she wanted to be a stranger with Shang Yishen, and she had this luxury countless times.

After packing up the documents and carrying the briefcase, Wan Zilin walked out of the company, there was no accident, the car was there early, and after greeting the driver, she didn't say anything all the way home.

Shang Yishen was not there, Wan Zilin couldn't say what she felt in her heart, so she hurriedly left the maid who came forward to greet her, and went all the way back to the bedroom.

She walked barefoot and unconsciously back and forth in the room, and it would not be long before its new owner would be ushered in.

Once, she really regarded this place as her home, a warm harbor, and here, there was a shadow of her and Shang Yishen in every corner.

They cooked together, cleaned together, destroyed the sheets together, and at that time, they hadn't broken up, she didn't become hysterical, and Shang Yi doted on Wan Zilin.

Wan Zilin hugged her arms and sighed, her steps moved to the floor-to-ceiling window, the sun shining on her face through the curtains, making her cold body feel a little warm.

She greeted the sun, tears streaming uncontrollably.

Just downstairs, he was holding a big bowl of noodles and eating it very deliciously, even if it was leftover from her, he never disliked it, he said, there is a favorite woman's saliva as a seasoning, the most fragrant.

She threw herself into that love affair against all odds. Pampered, indulged, and finally, the man turned away neatly, and she was still in it.

Every time a relative visited, he was even more nervous than she was. Nervously revolving around her, just like a mother, the precautions come casually, and I don't tire of reading and reading in her ear!

At that time, she was occasionally annoying, and now, the object of her verbosity has been changed to someone else.

That woman is very happy, dressing, eating, sleeping, Shang Yishen has arranged it for her.

So, Wan Zilin, for Shang Yishen, you have never been unique.

From the age of eighteen to twenty-four, Wan Zilin fell in love with Shang Yishen for six years.

In the first two years, I loved each other so much that I couldn't extricate myself. After the breakup, he suddenly got tired of it and insisted on breaking up. After that, I went abroad, and there was no news of the bird.

When they broke up, Wan Zilin was only twenty-one years old.