Getting married by mistake: the embarrassing wife of the cold-faced president

Chapter 2
"He's not a stick, right? He's just a copycat version of the stick, with the face of a stick star, but [-]% pure Chinese blood."

"I still don't like it."

"You don't need to like it, it's OK if I like it."

"Besides him, is there any other man you like?"

"There is another one. I have liked this for a long time. After leaving the small county town, I went to the provincial capital to study at university. Zuo Linlin asked him to pick me up at the station. The first time I saw him, my soul was taken away. I fell in love with it hopelessly. Look at him—er, he is the uncle of Zuo Linlin’s former lover, whose surname is Jiang, and his first name is Jiaqi. Jiang Jiaqi is really handsome—er, his facial features and temperament are a bit like Tang Zhenye when he was young. Mom , Tang Zhenye was from your era, you should know who he is, right? It was the "Pretty Huang Rong" Weng Meiling who committed suicide for him back then, that creamy handsome guy who made her disappear. Don't look at the current Tang Zhenye who is full of people. With a vicissitudes of life, he looks like a fat, middle-aged uncle. Back then, he was a handsome and beautiful young man. Said that after he finished college, he went abroad to study and obtained a master's degree in the United States. Now he is the general manager of a company, married, and has a wife. His wife also has a bachelor's degree in the United States. Zuo Linlin is far behind."

Lafayette almost died of anger, she scolded: "Su Lala, can you be more normal? Like some men who are likely to match you?"

I was not convinced, and retorted: "I like those men who are as beautiful as flowers and jade, who are more punctual than women, and who are also beautiful. What's wrong? This proves that I have good taste and good vision."

Lafayette insulted me harshly: "But you should also run to the mirror and take a good look at yourself to see what you look like!" She meant that I am not good enough for those handsome men.

What if I don't deserve it? YY, did not break the law.

In fact, although I am not beautiful, I am not ugly—at least, I am not as influential as the four famous ugly women in ancient times, such as Momu, Zhong Wuyan, Meng Guang, and Ruan.

I am just ordinary.Ordinary enough to walk on the street, fall into the crowd, can't tell who is who, just an ordinary woman.I'm just not white enough, my eyebrows are too thick, my nose is not tall enough, my eyes are long and thin, my mouth is a bit big and wide, but I'm tall and thin, with a height of 172 cm. , no breasts, no hips, looks like a matchstick.

Just, that's all.

After talking nonsense for a long time, Lafayette finally got to the point: "Su Lala, you should come to England. British men are nice and gentlemen—by the way, do you remember Hebrew? It's the handsome guy next door to us. Big boy, you came to England to visit me two summers ago. Didn’t you meet him several times? He never forgot about you. He even asked me about you a few days ago, asking when you will come to England. "

Hebrew?
I tilted my head, searched hard, and finally remembered.

The British man named Hebrew is very tall, at least 190 cm tall, with a stalwart figure, a tall and straight physique, a strong body, a handsome face, and when he smiles, he has a cool look Like Beckham, he likes to wear a white shirt with a very low neckline, revealing dense and sexy chest hair, and then dangling in front of everyone.

I said to Lafayette: "I don't like Hebrew, I hate seeing his chest hair, it reminds me of a gorilla in a zoo, disgusting."

Lafayette said: "I'm not telling you to marry him, but I want you to come to the UK and marry a British person, or you can marry a British Chinese, so that we can get along day and night, and save the pain of lovesickness." .”

I shook my head like a rattle: "I won't go to England, I don't like it there. Also, I don't like western men either. I think it's better for me to marry a native Chinese man, at least there are no cultural and racial differences. And Also, in my eyes, Western men look like aliens, according to gossip, they eat a lot of undercooked beef, so they always have a body odor."

Lafayette was too lazy to talk nonsense with me, so he issued an ultimatum: "Su Lala, let me tell you, if you still can't find a boyfriend before I return to China in the fall, then you have to come to England with me."

I rolled my eyes: "What if I ran to the streets to be a husband and wife in order to avoid going to England with you to marry a Western man with body odor, and unfortunately found a Wu Dalang to be your son-in-law?" I even threatened: "Mom, Tell me, will I have the possibility to become Pan Jinlian in the future?"

Pan Jinlian is a slut.

An ancient slut with a long history of infamy.

Lafayette was very calm: "Su Lala, let me tell you, a woman must be qualified to be Pan Jinlian, not everyone can do it casually."

I was discouraged, and I couldn't say a single extra word.

Older gingers are more spicy.

What Lafayette said often made me choke for a long time.I thought fiercely, if I was half as beautiful as Zuo Linlin, I believe Lafayette would not despise me like this.

Hmph, it's just Pan Jinlian, not Wu Zetian.

Does being a slut also require qualifications?
After dropping the phone, I was so annoyed that I almost jumped off the building.

Finding a boyfriend is not going to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. How can you say that you can find it if you want?Because of this, I became extremely nervous. Before going to bed every night, I would face the starry sky and ask the Jade Emperor, Buddha, Guanyin, even God, Allah...all the supernatural gods I can imagine, very seriously and sincerely. Pray that when I go to work tomorrow, I will meet a handsome guy who fell from the sky, hold my hand, and make a happy couple with me.

If a 26-year-old woman doesn't want to have a sibling relationship, she must find a man over 26 years old.

I'm not interested in sibling relationships, so I'm only looking for men over the age of 26.

This is quite difficult, a bit like finding a needle in a haystack.Because men in the age group of 26 to 30 are either unmarried or have someone to marry. The rest are either crooked, or have experienced many battles, have N times of love experience, and have been trained to become A slippery man.

With those slippery men, I can't tell which sentence they say is true and which sentence is false, especially men over 30 years old, let alone old loach , Come out to hang out, almost everyone is wearing a mask, tucked in a "paoliang bible".

It's sad, isn't it?

Life is such a sad reminder for him.It's not like my dream when I was a child: I want to marry Tang Seng as my husband when I grow up, spoil him if I want to be pampered, and eat him if I don't want to play.

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(End of this chapter)