Xu Xiaoya's face changed, and she said in a deep voice: "Xiaoxuan, it doesn't matter what you say about me, but please don't talk in front of me anymore." Xiaoxiao also earns money with her own hands. ”

"Hey, she's on both hands? The devil believed her. Without Huang Xiaojue, what is she? From Wang Donglin to Huang Xiaojue, which step did she not rely on a man? ”

Xu Xiaoya suddenly became vigilant: "Zhou Xiaoxuan, don't make any more waves." If you do any more things, I will definitely cut off relations with you completely. ”

Zhou Xiaoxuan just snorted coldly. Looking around this famous store again, the more you look at it, the more popular it is, not to mention the luxurious decoration, the business is surprisingly good, Xu Xiaoya alone can buy a house with a one-time payment in half a year, how much money does Yan Xian earn?

On the phone that day, Yan Xixian was so ashamed, and afterwards, the more Zhou Xiaoxuan thought about it, the more angry she became, thinking about that female liar, I don't know how many men she had deceived, why was she so good? Especially when she thought of Huang Xiaojue, she was so jealous that her heart bleed. Such a haode man, why should he bend to such a woman?

Yan Xixian received a call from Xu Xiaoya: "Xianxiao, Zhou Xiaoxuan came to the store today, she somehow knew that you worked in Huang Xiaojue's company, I was afraid that she would be unfavorable to you." ”

Yan thought carefully, it must have been Zhou Xiaoxuan's cousin who met Zhou Xiaoxuan last time when he and Xiaojue looked at the house together. This is not unusual.

"I'm afraid that she will say that you are right and wrong in front of Huang Xiaojue......"

Yan smiled carefully: "Don't be afraid." Everything I do, my little sense knows the roots. If he really wants to listen to what is wrong, then it is up to him, and I don't care. ”

"Of course Huang Xiaojue won't listen to her tongue, but what about his parents?"

Yan was silent for a moment: "His parents also know my past!" ”

Xu Xiaoya breathed a sigh of relief: "By the way, I forgot to ask you, the last time you went to Huang Xiaojue's house, did his parents give you a red envelope?" ”

"I gave 9,999 yuan."

Xu Xiaoya was overjoyed: "God! Give this number to prove that they are sure to be happy with you. Now I'm relieved. ”

Another call came in, and Yan Xi lowered his voice: "Don't say it, Xiao Jue is calling." ”

"Okay, let's talk."

Huang Xiaojue's voice came: "Fine, my flight tomorrow afternoon, it is estimated that I will leave the airport at half past five, and my parents want to invite you to dinner at home." I'll pick you up at the office......"

"No need, it's so late, you go home directly, I'll wait for you at the gate of your community after work."

"Okay."

He smiled: "Fine, you have to be mentally prepared......

Yan Xi jumped cautiously: "What? ”

"Maybe my parents will mention the marriage, my mother wants me to get married as soon as possible, so that she can hold her grandson......"

Yan didn't dare to speak, but fortunately, Huang Xiaojue couldn't see the embarrassment on her face over the phone.

That night, she couldn't sleep and sent a WeChat message to the stranger: "You say, Weishenme women will be called leftover women if they don't get married? ”

After a long while, the other party replied: "That's a conspiracy." In 10-20 years, China will surge in large-scale singles, and this data is between 4-60 million. The authorities are worried about this problem, fearing that the huge group of singles will cause social unrest, so they rack their brains to hype up the concept of 'leftover women' and fool women into getting married quickly, even if they are dead cats and rotten rats, they can help solve one less social crisis......"

Yan was full of worries, and she also sneered.

"What? Miss, are you really afraid of becoming a leftover girl? Don't worry, if no one wants you, I'll consider it. ”