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Qiao Yanyan: "..."

shit.

Even more gloating than women.

Are you still human?

"Then, let me just say it straight, it's like this..."

Qiao Yanyan briefly explained the matter.

Lin Chuan understood in seconds.

It's nothing more than a trick between women.

Envy, envy, hate.

Not long ago, Qiao Yanyan ran into a few high school classmates in the imperial capital, so everyone booed and had a party.

Just tonight.

The founders were Qiao Yanyan's former enemies, the kind who didn't like each other.

That girl fell in love early and married early, and married a rich second generation.

Pulling her like a queen in front of Qiao Yanyan, Qiao Yanyan couldn't get enough of it, so she just talked nonsense that she also had a second-generation rich boyfriend.

So I had to ask Lin Chuan to save the scene tonight.

Lin Chuan naturally agreed.

If you have a meal and a good show to watch, why not go there.

Besides, to save face, Lin Chuan is an expert in face-slapping.

The lights are on.

Caiyun Ecological Manor.

Royal Internet Red Hotel.

The consumption is above average, the advantage is that the environment is good and more emotional.

For a while, it became a check-in place for many young couples.

Lin Chuan originally planned to pick up Qiao Yanyan, but the other party said no.

It is very convenient for her to walk directly after get off work.

Qiao Yanyan had just stepped out of the company gate when she received a call from that scheming bitch.

Mei Zhirong.

In the three years of high school, the two were almost incompatible, just like enemies in the previous life.

The three views are inconsistent, the words are inconsistent, and they will be pinched as soon as they meet.

How many years have passed, this woman has not changed at all.

He still regards Qiao Yanyan as a thorn in his side, and wants to compete with her whenever he gets a chance.

It's not that I met by chance a few days ago, so I had to stir up this situation to let the students get together.

To put it bluntly, I want to turn the party into the main battlefield for fighting.

Relying on marrying the rich second generation, she slapped Qiao Yanyan in the face.

Qiao Yanyan naturally saw her thoughts, she must not admit defeat.

Start a war if you disagree.

My mother has Brother Chuan, who is my mother afraid of?

Brother Chuan has such a strong combat power, just get down as if the king of heaven is here.

Qiao Yanyan: "Hey, what's the matter?"

Mei Zhirong: "Old classmate, it's time to get off work. My husband and I will pass by your company right away, so you can take a ride."

Qiao Yanyan frowned, "Don't bother, I'll just walk there."

Mei Zhirong: "Oh, how tiring it is to walk, even if there are no men to love or favor, women still have to learn to love themselves."

Qiao Yanyan: "..."

Mei Zhirong: "Alright, we saw you, let's get in the car."

Before Qiao Yanyan could react, the other party had already hung up the phone.

Then there was a beeping sound behind him.

Look back.

A black Maybach was parked on the side of the road, the window rolled down to reveal a face with heavy make-up.

"Old classmate, hurry up, get in the car."

Qiao Yanyan frowned, unwilling to walk over.

"Hey, how about being a stewardess, it's so tiring on the surface, right?
I also really envy you who are self-sufficient, but my husband doesn't allow me to go out and earn money.

He wants me to be as beautiful as a flower, which is simply depriving others of their ideals. "

Qiao Yanyan: "..."

After so many years, this guy still can't spit ivory out of his mouth.

Stepping down on others, exalting oneself, sarcasm and cynicism are still so smooth.

Qiao Yanyan was unable to complain anymore.

There was only a slight hum.

But Mei Zhirong obviously didn't intend to let her go, the old lady was thinking about the face-slap formula along the way.

How could it be so easy to die down.

It doesn't matter if you can catch it or not, you are not allowed to fucking escape anyway.

"I heard that you have a boyfriend now, is it Xiao Xianrou or an uncle, what do you do, how much income, do you have a house and a car in the capital city?"

A series of bombardments were all aimed at the soul.

It makes people feel suffocated every minute.

This kind of household registration inquiry method can be said to be a standard opening remark for old classmates when they meet after many years.

To put it bluntly, it is nothing more than comparing who is doing well and who is doing poorly.

"Uh, little brother, it doesn't matter how much you earn, as long as you have a good character and treat me well."

Qiao Yanyan was really too lazy to talk nonsense with her, so she responded with a few casual words.

But hearing these words in the other party's ears, he immediately became happy in his heart.

Little brother shit, it must be the uncle.

Probably about the same age as her dad.

How much income does not matter?
This is clearly a self-consolation of low income.

What kind of character is good for me?

It's even more bullshit.

Just try to be a good character, just try to be nice to you, when the time comes, just slap your ass and leave, and you won't even get a hair.

Isn't it a pity to spend youth in vain?

Therefore, women have to be more realistic and far-sighted. Verbal sweet words are far less valuable than a famous bag or a famous watch.

Mei Zhirong cleared her throat, intending to teach Qiao Yanyan by precept and example, to wash her mind.

Of course, the most important thing is to show off the good man you found and the happy life you have lived.

"What does he do? Is it convenient to say?

We are classmates, that is a great fate, I will ask my husband to help you if you have any troubles.

You may not know that my husband's business is getting bigger and bigger now, and his net profit reached more than 500 million last year.

For the rest of my life, I don't have to worry about it at all. I just live a life of sleeping until I wake up naturally, and counting money until my hands cramp.

Alas, but it is also strange to think about it. "

The more Mei Zhirong talked, the more complacent she became, and she looked down at Qiao Yanyan.

She looks like she is the queen who dominates the world.