Slightly sweet when I first heard it

Xu Qingwu was dumbfounded, and tears fell like money.Yan Jinghuai patted her on the shoulder to coax her, and heard his uncle say:
"Do you think I'm willing to talk to your brother? Am I shameless? But I have no money. Do you want me to watch your mother die on the hospital bed!"

Xu Qingwu cried even louder.

Yan Jinghuai didn't care about his little cleanliness anymore, and wiped her tears with his sleeve.

He asked his uncle, "How much money do you have left. Let's make up."

Uncle's eyes lit up, "How much can you pay?"

Old Zhou didn't have much left in his card, and Yan Jinghuai didn't hide his secrets, he told the truth.

"Why are there so few?" Uncle didn't believe it, "You're a celebrity, and you can earn millions from any commercial."

Yan Jinghuai didn't know where he got the gossip.But now is not the time to argue, he said: "But I have never shot commercials."

Uncle still didn't believe it, and hinted: "Why don't you think about it, your entertainment industry is the most profitable."

"You can think clearly, the one lying on the hospital bed is your aunt, dear aunt."

"Don't forget, who brought you home when your father got into a car accident."

"For so many years, you know how she treats you. You can't be unconscionable."

He almost said clearly that he suspected that Yan Jinghuai didn't want to pay.

These words made people very uncomfortable, but Yan Jinghuai was not in the mood to argue with him.

He just wanted to collect the surgery fee as soon as possible.

The hospital is not a comfortable place, the smell of disinfectant in the air makes people's head hurt.

Yan Jinghuai sat in the rest area, staring at the patients in a daze.

Uncle doesn't seem to want to pay a dime, and wants him to pay for all the expenses of aunt.

Yan Jinghuai suspected that he was lying, but Yan Jinghuai didn't dare to bet on his aunt.

But he really has no money.

It's impossible for Lao Zhou, his coffin is still in his hands.

Lu Xiaoming is also impossible.The lawsuit between the two of them was over long ago, and the court sentenced Lu Xiaoming to lose money.But that kid would rather be an old man than pay him back a penny.

Or find Liu Chang?

But he didn't have Liu Chang's contact information.

For so many years, he has been in contact with Liu Chang's manager, Sister Fang.The manager, Sister Fang, was worried about 'Dong Chen''s revenge, and she didn't want to have too much involvement with him.

Yan Jinghuai even thought of the landlord's daughter.

It turns out that people who are at the end of the road are like this.

Yan Jinghuai smiled wryly.

There had been many despairs in his short life, but none like this one.

He seemed to have fallen into an abyss, and it was pitch black all around, and he kept going down, not knowing when it would stop.

He wanted to bite his nails, and accidentally touched the phone's power button.

Wen Qingyin's smiling face appeared in front of him unexpectedly.

Yan Jinghuai suddenly laughed.

For so many years, although he lived in fear, there were a few moments, such as beating up a bastard, drinking and singing on the rooftop. Although it was only a few minutes, these wanton moments always made him misunderstand that he still had a chance Do anything and be whoever you want to be.

In fact, he had no choice.

There are no 'won't do' and 'can't do' in the world, only 'don't want to do'.When you have nothing, you can do anything.

When Xu Qingwu came to find her, Yan Jinghuai's eyes were red with a smile.

Xu Qingwu asked cautiously: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Jinghuai waved his hands, but did not speak.

It turned out that the persistence for so many years was not waiting for a good result, but a good reason.

A reason to give up completely.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, Xiao Wendong, who worked all night, lay down, and the cell phone she left in the study began to vibrate.

At 52:[-] in the morning, the phone stopped going crazy.

After what seemed like a century of silence, the phone rang again at 53:20:[-].

A minute later, Shu Jiyuan, who was at work, trotted in and answered the call for Boss.

I don't know what was said there, she replied calmly: "The hotel lobby manager will bring you up last time."

After hanging up the phone, she looked in the direction of the bedroom and sighed softly.

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Yan Jinghuai sat on the sofa in the study.The sofa was very soft, and it was difficult for him to sit on it.

Standing opposite him, Shu Jiyuan said politely and distantly: "Wait a minute, Mr. Wen just fell asleep. Tea, coffee, juice, do you want to—"

Before the words were finished, the door of the study opened.

Wen Qingyin was wearing a mask, with a lump of bath towel on her head, and swaggered in:

"It's over, I can't sleep."

She shook her head and complained, "What a broken bath towel, it looks like my head is so big."

Wen Qingyin was wearing a set of light green two-piece pajamas, silky and very shiny, with a small dinosaur printed on it, which looked particularly lively.

The morning sun came in with her, plating the study with bright gold.

Wen Qingyin slumped to the sofa, put her feet on the coffee table, and found that she had many guests.

She looked at Shu Jiyuan: "Am I dreaming? Why is Yan Jinghuai opposite me?"

Shu Jiyuan hurriedly took off the mask on her face, and reminded in a low voice: "Mr. Yan has been waiting for you for 10 minutes."

Wen Qingyin retracted her feet silently, sitting in a standard and dignified posture, as if she wasn't the one who came in just now.

She asked, "What's the matter?"

Yan Jinghuai coughed lightly and asked, "Is the marriage still valid?"

He spent the night in shock and fear, his throat was a little hoarse, and his voice was lower than usual.

Some itch climbed up the spine.Wen Qingyin snapped her fingers to cover it up: "Did you bring your ID card and account book?"

Seeing Yan Jinghuai nodding, she said to Shu Jiyuan: "What time does the Civil Affairs Bureau go to work, please make an appointment for me."

"Also, ask the kitchen to bring over a bowl of noodles."

As soon as Shu Jiyuan left, only Wen Qingyin and Yan Jinghuai were left in the study.

Yan Jinghuai didn't want to take the initiative to bring up the money, and felt very shameless.But he has something to ask for, no matter how embarrassing he is, he has to speak up.

He asked, "Yes, can you lend me some money?"

He wanted to explain the whole story and told Wen Qingyin that he was not a greedy person.

Wen Qingyin but didn't want to hear it.She asked directly: "So, you married me because of lack of money."

Yan Jinghuai was even more embarrassed, his white face was so red that it almost dripped blood.

Wen Qingyin is still unwilling to let him go.

She moved closer and seemed to be observing his face: "Are you shy?"

"Because you bowed your head to Qian, are you shy?"

Yan Jinghuai wanted to chew his nails again.He put his finger to his mouth thinking about it, and Wen Qingyin said again: "It's not necessary."

"People have to bow to money to live. You are like this, and I am like this. Don't feel sorry for being a layman."

Wen Qingyin squatted by the coffee table, as if looking for something, the clean table was quickly filled by her:
"We're just ordinary people, what's wrong with us? What's wrong is this shitty world."

I don't know if she was comforting himself, but Yan Jinghuai's mood improved a lot.

At this moment, Wen Qingyin stood up, with an extra wallet in his hand.She took out a card from her wallet, "There are 2000 million in it, here you are."

Although he was here to ask for money, the card still burned Yan Jinghuai's hand.He declined: "No, not so much."

Wen Qingyin took his hand and put the card in his hand: "In the future, you will know that 'Xiao Wendong's husband' is a very hard job. You accept it, so I can use you with confidence."

Yan Jinghuai no longer declined.

Wen Qingyin seemed to put an end to one of his worries, and began to busy himself with his own affairs.

She tore off the towel, picked out a few elastic hairpins from the sundries, and tied them to her half-dry hair.

Her hair is thick and of good quality, like satin, black and shiny.Yan Jinghuai watched her coil up her hair little by little, and she gradually became mature and fierce.

Yan Jinghuai remembered that she had the same hairstyle last time.

Yan Jinghuai suggested in a low voice: "You, do you want to try another hairstyle? This hairstyle makes you look very serious."

Wen Qingyin kept fingering, "I know, I did it on purpose."

"I was 23 years old when I became the president. For a giant like Wen's Group, the 23-year-old president is too young to be convincing, so I can only calm down the scene by wearing a serious hairstyle and appearing more mature."

"Whether you are a rookie in the workplace or a CEO, the world is always less friendly to girls. If Wen, if my dad changes his hairstyle, they will say, 'Oh, what a happy event happened to Wen Zong'."

"But I can't."

"Because I am a female boss. If I change my hairstyle, they will say, 'This woman is so stinky', 'Did this woman lose her relationship, did something happen to her family, or do she want to start from scratch'."

"The year before last, I had already secured the position of president. I wanted to go to TM, and I just wanted to change my hairstyle. As a result, I just went to work the next day, and my grandfather, my dad, and the shareholders of the company collectively asked me to change my hairstyle back."

"They say the new hairstyle is too frivolous and will give a bad impression to the public."

"I'm the president, I can't even decide on my own hairstyle."

Wen Qingyin swept the damp bath towel on the ground, "So you see, even the president of a listed company has to bow to Qian, do you feel a little better?"

Yan Jinghuai nodded, it turned out that everyone was involuntary.

Wen Qingyin also nodded, "That's good, I didn't waste my time making up stories to coax you."

"After all, we will have to take pictures when we receive the certificate later. I don't want my husband to have a sad face."

Yan Jinghuai couldn't believe it: "You lied to me?"

"Otherwise. I'm Wen Qingyin. I don't change my hairstyle because it's unnecessary. Do you know how time-consuming it is to have a different look? I might as well sleep if I have the time."

Yan Jinghuai laughed angrily at her.He picked up the towels on the ground and threw them into the laundry basket.

Wen Qingyin praised: "It's really virtuous."

Yan Jinghuai imitated her warm smile: "I just don't allow dirty things in my eyes."

Wen Qingyin felt that she had been scolded, but there was no proof.

After a while, when Wen Qingyin had almost done her hair, Yan Jinghuai said, "You can change your hairstyle today."

"Although the person I'm marrying is the president of 'Wen Shi', I hope, at least when we take wedding photos, you can be Wen Qingyin."

An inexplicable emotion flashed across Wen Qingyin's head, and her heart seemed to be scratched gently by a feather.She was about to say something when Shu Jiyuan came back with noodles.

Wen Qingyin is not a sensational person, those little emotions were immediately left behind by her.She stuffed the chopsticks to Yan Jinghuai, "Celebrate."

Yan Jinghuai was at a loss, "Celebration, what?"

Wen Qingyin was surprised, "You don't even know what day it is today!"

It's literally a matter of death in a relationship.

Yan Jinghuai took out his mobile phone and confirmed that it was still February.

Wen Qingyin's birthday is May NO.20.

It is the May 520th in Room 5.

He blinked blankly, and Wen Qingyin didn't keep his eyes open:
"Today is the fifth anniversary of your birth No.20."

She stuffed the chopsticks to Yan Jinghuai, "Although it's three days late, happy birthday, Yan Jinghuai."

My aunt's birthday party was disturbed by my uncle, and this is the only longevity noodles that Yan Jinghuai ate this year.