Chapter 902

"You can make more money when the money is 'spent', but there is only one Fu Pinqian, if Fu Pinqian runs away, where can I find it, isn't it?" Ding Changsheng said as he opened the small red box.

Although the light in the room is light, the dazzling diamond still shows its dazzling brilliance.

"Wow, it's so big, how much does it cost?" Fu Pinqian covered his mouth again and let out an exclamation.

"How many carats of diamonds are not worthy of this pair of beautiful and noble hands, this is the hand of the people's teacher, in these hands have taught how many pillars of the motherland, compared with your contribution, this little diamond is nothing, at most a small embellishment on your body, not worth mentioning." Ding Changsheng's affectionate but somewhat disgusting confession made Fu Pinqian a little unable to find the north.

"I, I sometimes feel that I am not living in reality, as if in a dream, Changsheng, you don't leave me, if you leave me now, I don't know how to live in the future, alas, I have begun to rely on you." Fu Pinqian opened his mouth and hugged Ding Changsheng with his arms.

What she said is true, the so-called from thrift to luxury, from luxury to frugality, just two years ago, at that time, Fu Pinqian guarded a patient, daily oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, as well as her husband's high treatment fees, which overwhelmed her, so that she had to sell herself, but at this time she met Ding Changsheng.

The current house, the current home, all of this was given to her by Ding Changsheng, originally such a traditional 'woman', a middle school teacher, how much ability she could carry such a heavy burden of life, but with the help of Ding Changsheng, she 'survived' step by step, not only that, she never felt so happy in life.

"Do you feel that this is not real life, do you feel that you don't believe in your current life, as if you are in a dream, right?" Ding Changsheng stroked Fu Pinqian's face and sent her a wisp of 'chaos' behind her ear.

"Well, that's how it feels." Fu Pinqian's face flushed, and in a low voice, she put her chin on Ding Changsheng's shoulder.

"Alright then, I'm going to let you live in reality, make you feel like this is real life......"

"Hmm, what do you mean?" Fu Pinqian asked puzzled.

"What do you say?"

Without too many words, Ding Changsheng stretched out his hand to Fu Pinqian's zipper, the thin down jacket covered her graceful figure, but with the sliding zipper, the red 'color' and 'woolen' clothes inside were 'exposed'.