Two scheming women, after successfully ascending to the throne, decided to kick Zhang Qingshi away mercilessly.

I suddenly smiled wryly.

I'm a kind of thing in the company.

……

One day, I received an email from abroad.

It was a letter, and when I opened it, it was a letter in English.

I looked at the dense English and suddenly felt ashamed of my English teacher's teachings for many years. But after I called Qingyu, Qingyu, who had a full score in the English test of the college entrance examination, couldn't understand the content of the letter. I scratched my head and tentatively copied the characters on Google Translate to identify them, only to realize that this is Danish, a bit like English, but definitely not English.

This time my eggs hurt, but after learning this news, I suddenly remembered Zhang Ling, could it be a letter written by her?

I quickly went online to find a translation agency and asked them to translate the email for me.

Soon an online translation agency was willing to take the order, and I paid them a thousand yuan for the translation with Alipay, and they sorted out the article to me in less than an hour. I looked at the letter and it hurt a lot. That's a thousand yuan, and you can eat instant noodles and ham sausage for a few months.

When the email was translated, it turned out to be a fairy tale, and the gist of the story was probably that there was a little girl who fell in love with a farmer. However, the little girl's mother was an old witch who persecuted the farmer, so the little girl entered the crystal space and prayed to the farmer, hoping to wake him up.

The little girl gave the farmer love, but the farmer was still asleep and would not wake up.

Then the little girl decides to kiss the farmer, and the story ends abruptly. It doesn't go on like Sleeping Beauty, leaving endless room for imagination.

The story is very simple, and the IQ of people over ten years old can be seen. Zhang Ling is a little girl, I am a farmer, and Xia Wanyu and Zhang Qingshi represent the old witch.

I thought about it for a long time and replied: Life is not a fairy tale, and the one who kisses and wakes up the princess is not necessarily the prince, but the monster Shrek.

The email was sent out, and I stared at the computer screen for a long time before I smiled self-deprecatingly. In fact, I look like Shrek, and Zhang Ling is the goddess princess.

Laugh at yourself and laugh at it.

About a few days later, one afternoon when I was working in the company, Xia Wanyu came to my office and said to me: "Hao Ren, you should be careful lately, Zhang Qingshi may be back." ”

I was stunned for a moment and said, "Won't he come back to the company?" ”

Xia Wanyu smiled and said: "We are now at the bottom of the kettle, if he blatantly appears in our field of vision, there is only one end, and that is death." ”

I said casually, and Xia Wanyu swayed her fat buttocks and said to me, "Go to my house at night." ”

I then said yes, and I couldn't help but fall into deep thought. Over the years, after Xia Wanyu's operation, the bluestone fund and the high-tech fund must all be Xia Wanyu's people, and Wang Yingli doesn't need to say it, it must be the same as Xia Wanyu, usually the two of them seem to fight to the death, but now they are bent on it.

In this way, Zhang Qingshi was instantly isolated.

So in this way, as long as Zhang Qingshi is dead, Xia Wanyu and Wang Yingli can completely divide Zhang Qingshi's world into two. So Zhang Qingshi came back quickly, but now it seems that Zhang Qingshi is not stupid, he came back blatantly, but came back secretly, as long as he controls one person and the other is not a problem.

One afternoon, after Qingyu got off work, I took Qingyu to a very nice restaurant nearby for dinner. As soon as I arrived at the door, I actually saw Xia Wanyu's Land Rover. I walked in and looked around, and found Xia Wanyu sitting in the corner, and a strange man sitting opposite her.

Seeing this scene, I didn't say anything, but casually found a place to sit down with Qingyu. After the man left after a while, I sent a text message to Xia Wanyu: "I'm in the 15th seat. ”

Xia Wanyu was a little surprised when she stood up and found me, but she quickly walked up to me, sat down, asked for a set of utensils, and then said to me, "That person just now is the eldest son of the Lu family in Pudong District. ”

I asked her, "What does he mean?" ”

Xia Wanyu smiled softly and said, "To tell you the truth, Hao Ren, this time Zhang Qingshi's affairs are staring at us, and they all want to make a fortune from this." ”

I smiled, after the Menglong incident, I already understood that this incident, which was originally a family change, has attracted the attention of many people. Because the aspects involved are too wide and too big, as long as you get a little oil and water, you will not have to worry about eating and drinking for the rest of your life.

After we had a casual meal, I took Qingyu home, and I went to Xia Wanyu's house again.

Xia Wanyu was very gentle, and when I hugged her and fell on the soft and luxurious bed, she closed her eyes and rubbed my head. The two of us are doing things now, everything is a matter of course, Xia Wanyu is very happy to enjoy my caress for her, and Xia Wanyu's smile always makes me crazy.

After the thing was done, Xia Wanyu went to take a bath.

I put on a dress and got out of bed and walked around the villa. By the way, thinking about this matter, I don't know what happened to Lu Dao, I turned to the study, sat on the chair in the study, and frowned, if I can't take the opportunity to succeed this time, then my best fate is to become Xia Wanyu's little lover.

I don't want to be a little white face, I want to be successful.

When the little white face is not suitable for me. Because I'm ambitious, and most importantly, I'm cheeky. The most important thing is that I want Sun Xiaoqing to look up to me, half of the reason why she left me was because of Xia Wanyu, and the other half was because I couldn't support her and my son.

Thinking about this, I didn't even notice that there was a notebook on my left hand. I just wanted to get up and walk, but when I stood up, I knocked off the notebook. I picked up the notebook and looked at it, and found that it was a diary, and on the diary, there was a name, Xia Wanyu.

Xia Wanyu's diary.

She also keeps a diary?

I opened it and looked at it, and I saw that it was not a diary, but a collection of essays, thoughts, and thoughts. Almost every once in a while, when her mood fluctuates, she writes an essay to express it. I flipped through the back and found an article about her before and after the abortion.

The article is as follows:

The whispers outside the window slapped on the glass window, watching the splash of raindrops blur the transparent glass, and the mood was like the unbridled raindrops, rampage. I don't know when I fell into the situation of fake drama and real thing.

Love? Love. But can you love? Can't love.

Man is always growing, and he is no exception.

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