A woman is a woman, if you have a home, if you have someone you like, don't work, look, Bai Mengyao is a typical one, if she can put this heart into her work, she would have already become an internationally famous jewelry designer, although she is also famous, but compared with those masters, she is still unknown.

To put it bluntly, it's just too lazy.

It's not right, it's the love of children that has grown.

"Let's go, let's go," the manager waved his hand helplessly, "Tell me, how many days do you want not to come to work this time?" ”

"The manager really understands me," Bai Mengyao felt a little embarrassed, she had completed this task, she didn't have to come to the company, she came, she was just sitting in a daze, it was better to go and work with her husband

"Ten days, I'll come back in ten days."

"Okay," the manager could only agree.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't come for a few days, just send the picture he wants on time, even if he doesn't go to work in his life, as long as there is a picture to pay, the salary will be paid, but he can't say this, otherwise, don't let this woman jump up proudly, and she really won't come to work in the future.

Bai Mengyao came out of the manager's office, so she went to her side to pack up her things, and went to buy some vegetables later, but she didn't forget it, her husband was going to eat tomato noodles yesterday, as for the meal at night, this is not in a hurry, just let Tang Yuzhi drive her to buy it together.

If it's a big meal, it will take a lot of materials, and she can't carry it back alone.

Anyway, pulling a coolie is enough.

She picked up her bag, and when she was about to leave, she met Jin Yuan, who was coming to meet her, and Jin Yuan saw her as if he had seen an enemy.

Bai Mengyao didn't understand until today what it meant to be either a lover or an enemy.

As for whether she is an enemy or not with this person, it has nothing to do with her.

"Bai Mengyao, you wait, I will definitely let you get out of this company," he said gloomily behind Bai Mengyao, if he had a knife in his hand, I am afraid that Bai Mengyao's body would have been broken to pieces.

"Really?" Bai Mengyao stopped her steps and just glanced back at him lightly.

"Do you use your own work, or someone else's?"

Jin Yuan's body was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to be a little annoyed and angry, he was in a weak heart, or it could also be said to be running away.

Bai Mengyao's red lips hooked up slightly.

Jin Yuan, you calculate other people's lives, but have you ever thought about it, but in the end, you calculated yourself.

You said, in the last life, Bai Mengyao is gone, what did you get.

As for this life, I am also waiting for your retribution.

There are some things that are not tolerated by heaven, you know, if you do too much, there will really be retribution.

She turned around and left, and suddenly she felt that the air with that person was inhaled, all dirty, all disgusting, and when she walked to the door of the company, she felt that her breathing was a lot easier.

When she entered the vegetable market, she didn't delay much, she bought a few tomatoes, and then bought some spices, wondering if there was anything else she had forgotten. However, it seems that there is no time, time is running out, she has to go home to steam steamed buns, that is a delicate work, it is not troublesome, it is simple, it is not too simple.

How does she feel that her life is more tired than those serious office workers, this is a better thing to say, she calls it freedom, but to be honest, she is really tired.

However, there is a good saying, be tired and happy.

She loves it, really.

Because there will be a feeling of being needed, valued, and respected.

When the buns were basketed, she looked at the time, it was less than eleven o'clock, and there was more than an hour, the buns were steamed in 20 minutes, and the noodles would be made in a while.

She leaned back on the couch, and for some reason, she just squinted and fell asleep.

"Yu Zhe ......" She ran behind Tang Yu Zhe and wanted to pull his sleeve, but she didn't understand what was going on, why Tang Yu Zhe, who loved her in every way before, seemed to be a different person.

Tang Yuzhen turned around suddenly, and the hatred in those black eyes even hurt her heart.

"Yu Zhe, what's wrong with you?" She stretched out her hand, but her hand did not touch the corner of Tang Yu's folded clothes, and with a snap, her hand was slapped off, what kind of feeling was this, she couldn't describe it, but she felt that the tip of her heart was like being torn hard, the pain was unbearable, and the pain was heartbreaking.

"Yu Zhe...... "She really didn't know what was going on, and told her what happened."

Why did Tang Yuzhi look at her with such cold eyes.

"Bai Mengyao......" Seeing Tang Yu's thin lips open lightly, the words spit out were like ice beads, ruthlessly smashing on Bai Mengyao's heart, she couldn't help but take a step back, instinctively, she didn't want to listen to what he said.

"Bai Mengyao, divorce."

"No ......" Suddenly, Bai Mengyao sat up in shock.

She touched her face, it was a little cold, I don't know if it was her sweat or tears.

She glanced up at the watch hanging on the wall, it was half past eleven, and she was still a little dazed, and she didn't even know what the past was.

It turned out to be just a dream.

But that dream was really real, as if it was really happening.

She put her hand on her chest, and she could even feel the heartache at that time.

It's that it hurts, really, it hurts.

She went to the bathroom and washed her face with cold water, trying to sober herself up, but she saw a pale face in the mirror that was almost bloodless, and she gently stroked her face, is this her? Why is it no different from the previous life?

No way, she shook her head, she was thinking nonsense again, no matter what, it was all a matter of the previous life, and now it is not the previous life, is it.

She is not married to Jin Yuan, but Tang Yuzhen, the man who has been waiting for her for six years, and the man who will never take advantage of her.

She patted her face lightly, I don't know if I can shoot some blood, patted and patted, finally, the white one doesn't look like a ghost,

The buns in the kitchen should also be steamed, and her noodles are not yet cooked.

She went into the kitchen and began to make tomato noodles, obviously she had been comforting herself that it was just a dream, a dream, it was impossible to happen, but I don't know why, but there was something pressing on her heart, very heavy, very blocked, very uncomfortable, and even she used sugar as salt and poured a lot of it into the noodles.