The wealthy wife is very charming!

106: Pao Jiangzhao's wife (ask for a monthly ticket) Xi Zhentian clearly made a resolution for himself, and he clearly told himself that he should be more ruthless to Enyou, because he is too used to him, so he will be so emotional about things persistent.

He was thinking, the blood flowing from his grandson's body should not be so indecisive, it should have been cut with a swish of a knife.

He was thinking, if he endured it any longer, the child's hand would be so painful that he dared not stretch it into the fire any longer. The pain would be unbearable, and he would stop. If he couldn't stop it at this time, let him go and let the pain pass. This hurdle has passed, and at worst, he will take him abroad for re-skin grafting.

But he can watch his grandson get burned, see his grandson bleed, and watch him lose his temper at the servants by beating and kicking, but he can't see his grandson's unbearable pain in front of him and turn into tears in front of him. How many times, for that cloud.

Enyou's demeanor has always been fresh, and his appearance is quiet and beautiful. Every clean shirt, t-shirt, and sweater he wears is the same as the clothes worn by people outside the world.

Today he is wearing a neat and expensive suit, the shirt inside is still flawless white, and the white exposed at the cuffs has been covered with black ash. He stood up in confusion, took off the suit twice, and held it in his hand , patting the flames still on the salvaged painting vigorously.

There is nothing more painful than watching the beloved things disappear inch by inch. Every picture is his hard work, and every stroke is his emotion. How can it be turned into ashes little by little like this.

As he said, he didn't want anything. He didn't show anyone the heart-piercing pain brought about by this process. poetry.

I am afraid that there will never be such a sad Xi Enyou in this world. Even if he likes someone, he can only tell her that he likes those poems, for example, the heart is happy with the king, and the king does not know.

She must not think too much about it.

Because he caught a glimpse of Jiang Zhao's eyes when she came in.

She obviously ate a box of fast food so quickly, but because of Jiang Zhao's unreasonable invitation, she forced herself to eat another meal.

Those eyes are not forced, but joy, the joy and hope that can only be had when you can have a meal with your lover.

He didn't want to enter her life again, not because he was too weak to fight with Jiang Zhao, but because she needed Jiang Zhao to accompany her to eat, and that person was not him.

It is painful to perfect others, but it is the most painful to perfect the happiness of a loved one.

He didn't tell anyone how he suffered, it was more painful than when he couldn't find her, because there was still hope at that time, he knew that after she got married, he was waiting until he was disappointed.

When you give up, it is despair after disappointment.

He could obviously go to Qin's house for dinner like before, or find someone to check Jiang Zhao's whereabouts, go to her when she is not around, pretend to meet her by chance, and go see how she looks like recently, but he thought, let him go if he wants to. Be thorough.

Thoroughly?It's just some nonsense to lie to myself.

He gave up the real person with body temperature, but he sees people who think about paintings every day in the studio.

This is the bane, he knows that these paintings are the bane, he knows that that cloud is a bane to him, she makes him have difficulty breathing and heartache every night when he wakes up from a deep dream.She caused him to slump to the ground as soon as he closed the door and saw the paintings, his mind broken.She caused him to live in pain every day, but he still thought of her well.

These paintings are both a bane and a hope.

At least you can see it this way, you can touch it, you can hug it and fall asleep.

Not for nothing.

Who can experience such a feeling?What would he do if these were gone?

For nearly two years, he has never waited so long for anyone. In Wutong Street, those art-loving painters, even if it is raining heavily, still set up a booth to paint, saying that the inspiration at that time will have unexpected harvest.

When it rained, he also went there, and he also went there to build a tent and set up an easel. When the rain was like a column, the splash was so high that the color of his favorite trousers would be dirty.

He will never forget that time when she came running with an umbrella and wiped off the mist on her face, "God, I just wanted to see if you came, but I didn't expect you to be... Hey, it's raining so hard, I'm I made an appointment to pick up the painting today, sorry."

"I'm not just waiting for you to pick up the paintings. I also want to make money. I'll be here every day."

In fact, he had already told her that he would be there every day.

There, wait for her.

Wait and wait and it will be gone.

Waiting and waiting, even the painting is gone.

"Go get water!" Xi Zhentian couldn't take it anymore, he still didn't continue to be cruel, but he couldn't keep Enyou's grief from his ears.

He couldn't stand Enyou fighting the fire with pain and tears while muttering to himself, asking himself repeatedly, "What should I do? What should I do? The painting is gone, what should I do?"

"Don't! Don't! Splashing water will ruin it all, don't!"

In the end, Xi Zhentian had no choice but to compromise, and quickly asked someone to bring the river sand used to build the platform in the back garden, and splash the sand.

Enyou was injured and was hospitalized with severe burns on both hands. The doctor said that he would not be able to paint anymore.

Enyou lay on the bed, very calm, just nodded, sitting next to Xi Zhentian.

Enyou looked at Xi Zhentian with soft eyes, kind and gentle, and said lightly, "Grandpa, did you hear that? I will never be able to draw anymore, so don't burn the things I drew before." , just take it as a memento for the first 20 years of my life, and remember that I used to…paint.”

The old man's eyes were already full of thick water vapor, but at this moment, listening to Enyou's begging that seemed extremely strange and indifferent, but every word was crying blood, old tears came out of the frame, and the old palm was caressing on the earth-brown skin. On the hands wrapped in medicinal gauze, when she lowered her head, she sobbed and choked, "Enyou, I'm sorry, forgive Grandpa."

"Grandpa, I don't blame you. You are all for my own good. It's just that I have grown up and I should go through it. Just let me go through it, okay?"

"Ah."

"Grandpa, I promise you again that I will not destroy Jiang Zhao, do you believe me?"

"letter!"

"I'm so sleepy, let me sleep for a while."

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In Haicheng in the early winter morning, there are layers of fog, and it will not clear until around ten o'clock.

Duo'er drove to the high-level resumption class offered by Shang College in the university town. Jiang Zhao chose the major. He didn't seem to want her to achieve much in the future. In Duo'er's eyes, it was a shitty major, accounting.

Jiang Zhao said that after reading these, it will be easy to take the civil service exam in the future.Even if you don't take the civil service exam, it must be a good thing to have a wife who can keep accounts.

"But I want to learn to dance."

"What dance do you want to learn? What is there to learn? Haven't you won an award? The teacher who taught you may not be as good at dancing as you. You can just stand on the bed and dance for me."

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Peerless Beauty

Zhuang Yichen made an appointment with Jiang Zhao, Jiang Zhao thought it was something big, but only found out later that it was because of Xia Qian's driver's license.

Today, Zhuang Yichen was leaning against the princess bar, with his hands propped on the bar, holding a short cylindrical crystal cup in his hand to play with.Without the seriousness of the past, he looked relaxed.

Jiang Zhao simply sat on the high stool in front of the bar and poured a glass of wine. Just mentioning this gave him a headache, and he didn't even want to drink any more, "I'm doing this for Xia Qian's sake, that kind of skill, when a road killer is a kid If one day accidentally gets into a car accident and turns into a vegetable, or dies, I'm afraid Qiu Xiaoya won't be able to stand the excitement even more."

"Haha, that's a good relationship. I'll be dead forever, so I don't have to be a lobbyist for her all the time." With Zhuang Yichen's cold-blooded temper, it's not unusual for Zhuang Yichen to say such words. Light muffled sound.

Jiang Zhao is only worried that Xia Qian will hook up with Duo'er as soon as Xia Qian's driver's license is issued. He has not stopped Duo'er from making friends with Xia Qian, but he has to consider Duo'er's safety, "If Xia Qian is asked to take the driver's license test again I said it, and now her driver's license has been deducted, the reason is that cheating is invalid, and even her examiner has punished her, and now you say it's over? No, let her take the test again. "

"Hey." Zhuang Yichen shook his head, leaned on the bar counter, loosened his hands, turned over, and leaned against his back. When he looked at Jiang Zhao, he said helplessly, "Xia Qian said that she would never let Duo'er ride in her car again. I personally promised her sister. She also said..."

Zhuang Yichen paused here, and suddenly burst out laughing. Jiang Zhao was puzzled and asked, "What else did she say?"

"She also said." Zhuang Yichen took a sip of the wine, swallowed it down his throat, and clicked his tongue, "She said that if Yun Duo'er dared to beg for a ride in her car, she would break Yun Duo'er with a stick." dog-leg!"

"Haha!" Zhuang Yichen started laughing again after finishing speaking, he didn't hear this from that woman Qiu Xiaoya, it was Qiu Xiaoya who brought Xia Qian to him that day and gave her a guarantee in front of his face.

That day, Xia Qian looked very decadent, drooped her head, and looked like she had lost her love, "Think about it, you were happily hanging out with your friends, and you were driving a car chatting, and suddenly you crashed into a car, and you were killed. How hard is it to get your driver's license? There is nothing more painful in this world than getting your driver's license revoked the first day you drive."

Xiaoya bumped into Xia Qian, "Stop talking nonsense, and you're not broken in love, let's get to the point!"

Xia Qian left Qiu Xiaoya aside, watched Zhuang Yichen walk in front of him, and said softly, "Brother-in-law, just help me find a way to get my books back, I really don't want to take the driver's license test. I have to study hard and work hard, my time is really precious.”

Xiaoya didn't hear what Xia Qian was saying, so she walked over impatiently, "What did you tell my friend? What are you doing?"

Zhuang Yichen smiled at Xia Qian, raised his eyebrows when he looked up at Xiaoya, and asked with interest, "What did you tell your sister?"

Xiaoya gave Xia Qian a blank look, and reprimanded in a tone of resentment, "She insisted on asking me to find a way for her, but when I said no way, she told me to find someone to open the back door by herself. Tell her, you are my friend, maybe you can help a little, but if you don't help, it's fine, whoever told her she deserved it, whoever is not easy to mess with Jiang Zhao, it's lucky that she didn't tell her to go around. "

Zhuang Yichen was originally standing, but now he sat down and looked up at Xia Qian with a ghostly expression. Qiu Xiaoya had no reason to tell others about their relationship, but she kept saying that their relationship was over, but she came to him again and again What does help mean?

Xia Qian called "brother-in-law" very interestingly.

Zhuang Yichen came back to his senses and looked at Jiang Zhao's gloomy face. It must have been Xia Qian's promise that made Jiang Zhao angry. He leaned his elbows on the bar and pushed the crystal cup with his right hand towards Jiang Zhao's cup. , After meeting, "Brother Zhao, sell me a favor, who told you to check my private affairs if you have nothing to do, how good if you don't check me? If you don't check me, I will definitely not find you on this matter, you It’s not just asking for trouble.”

Jiang Zhao scratched open his cup, "Xia Qian's work is not good, it's too dangerous. Her devilish temper will bring disaster to Yun Duo sooner or later."

As long as Zhuang Yichen unilaterally asks Jiang Zhao to do things, his attitude will be much better when there is no exchange of interests, "What else can she do? I asked Qiu Xiaoya to buy her a car with a high safety factor, and I also found her a car with a high safety factor." I got a private training partner, driving, isn't it just to hit the road, and you'll be familiar with it after driving. Even if you are a ghost, it won't do anything."

"Yichen, then you really...you owe me a favor in this matter."

"Well, I'll remember, don't worry, favors are something that you owe me and know how to pay back."

Jiang Zhao pushed the slashed cup over and bumped into Zhuang Yichen's cup. The two of them picked it up together, raised it briefly, and drank it down in one gulp.

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Duo'er parked the car, and threw a handbag and coat on the passenger seat. She took the coat and put it on first, then the bag, pulled out the car key, and opened the door.

Just got out of the air-conditioned car, it's a little cold, the cold fog rolls into the neck with the cold morning wind, the pores seem to be erected, Duo'er shrinks her neck, and wraps up the small jacket-style thin padded jacket , zip up.

The air he exhales looks very white in the misty morning, like a cloud.

Another person, standing on the large balcony outside Xi's president's office, let out a breath, like a cloud, stretched out his hand, and held it until the breath from his abdomen dissipated.

The hand is in the air, with slender fingers, but it is not as white as the skin on the face, with some mottled light pink, like freshly grown tender flesh.

An An knocked on the glass door, Enyou turned around and nodded towards her.

An Anla opened the glass door and walked to Enyou, "Brother Yu, the 326 land has been taken down. It's very cheap, the lowest price in history."

"Well, thank you for your hard work." Enyou smiled gratifiedly.

An An was always cold. Seeing Enyou's lips curled up like this, she sighed softly in her heart, and then smiled along with Enyou, with lights in her eyes lit up. "Brother Yu, grandpa doesn't know about this, do you want to talk to him?"

"No, Grandpa just let me do whatever I want after ventilating. By the way, what's the deal with that expert? Don't leave any tails." Enyou seldom frowned, and if he did such an action, it showed that he was very serious.

An An shrugged, "Don't worry, I gave Zao a slap and nothing happened. What will happen after we get this land?"

"It's enough to make a show, say to the outside world that you are going to build a coating factory, and then find a suitable opportunity to ask an authoritative organization to test it, just say how different the composition of the groundwater there is, how precious it is, and then invite an expert to do these things. Alright. When the reward comes out, we will build a large-scale hotel."

"Okay, then I'll make arrangements now." An An turned around and just walked to the glass door, then turned around again, "Brother Yu, I would like to treat you to dinner tonight, okay?"

"Oh." A smile appeared on Enyou's face, as soft as the water in the lake in early spring, "Okay, I remember that today seems to be An An's birthday, right?"

An An bit her lower lip lightly, her face suddenly turned crimson, and she immediately turned her face away, "Well, let's go together after get off work."

"Hmm." Seeing An An running away, Enyou shook his head and murmured, "Even An An is one year older."

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Duo'er's bag is a large size. She is tall, so she looks very stylish with such a bag. In addition, she has to go to high school to return to work, so there is no problem at all with some big and small books.

There are many peers in the high-return class, who make up for Duoer's many regrets. Since she started school, she is obviously much happier than before, although she has only had a few days of class.

Seats in the class are random, those who arrive early will occupy a better seat, Duoer drives by herself, and has nothing to do at home, so she always arrives early.

After she picked a seat, the empty seats around her could be filled quickly.

And they are all boys.

Duo'er and Jiang Zhao didn't hold a big wedding, which is considered a low-key among wealthy families. Some people who know about Jiang Zhao may not be interested in her wife, especially ordinary people.In this class, there is no real wealthy person, and she has not attended any public events with Jiang Zhao.It's normal for people who don't care about people's livelihood not to know her.

A bunch of boys wanted to create a sense of presence around her, some of them were wintery, and some had bright muscles.

Forget it, anyway, she is not the one with the bright muscles, she is not the one who catches the cold, and she doesn't bother to look at it. Jiang Zhao's kind of man who takes off his clothes and looks thin, probably can't find such a good variety in this class.

Can't get into her eyes.

The trouble is that some young people like to woo in a very romantic way.

There are many sons of nouveau riche in this class, for example, there is a family with a few million people who thinks they are rich.

The cool boy dyed his head of ostentatious yellow hair, which stood up and was not very short. It moved like a hedgehog moving on his head.

Earrings were pierced around the ears.

Suddenly sat down beside Duo'er, leaned coolly, put his hand in front of Duo'er, and said hello, "Hi, beauty."

Duo'er also waved her hand, "Hi, classmate."

"Uh..." The boy seemed a little disappointed by Duo'er's reaction, the hand was still moving like a snake on Duo'er's desk. "Well, beauty, are you free? Let's have a meal together at noon. Let's drive to eat."

Duo'er frowned, with a dry smile on her face, "Uh, classmate..."

That hand was still shaking in front of Duo'er, which made Duo'er a little annoyed, "Student, the tattoo on your arm is a bit scary."

"Ah? Really?" The boy swallowed his saliva, blushed a little, stretched out his other hand, touched the buckle platinum chain on his wrist, kept looking at the chain, and said, "I think it's okay ? Not scary."

Duo'er vomits blood, do you want to be so obvious?Do not show you will die?Look at that lv wallet on your buttocks, do you want to expose a large part of it on purpose?

The cool boy saw that Duo'er still didn't ask, so he said cheekily, "How about this winter's new style? Does it look good?"

"It's not bad." Duo'er took out the book from her bag, put it on the table, pushed it away, and deliberately took another book, spread it out, trying to fill the table, and took this non-mainstream hand away. Well, in the end, the cool boy diligently helped Duo'er put away the messy books on the table, folded them up, and said, "You don't need to take them all out, there are not so many classes. You think it's good, I'll give you this chain."

"Uh..." Duo'er shook her head, "It's too expensive, don't."

"What's the matter? Isn't it just a Cartier? If you like it, I'll buy a women's item for you tomorrow."

Someone next to me couldn't stand it anymore, especially when there was such a big gap between the rich and the poor in a class, "You won't be a shit when you bring it tomorrow, right?"

"A, your sister!" The cool boy immediately stood up, made a look of "you are fucking stupid, don't you?", and stared at the boy sitting on Duo'er's left.

Duo'er coughed, "I don't want this kind of thing, don't waste your money, I don't like it."

"Don't like it?" The cool boy looked at Duo'er in disbelief.

Duo'er thought to herself, look at your sister, the old lady is also wearing famous brands, but the old lady is wearing custom-made clothes.

But since she is a classmate, peace is the most important thing. If such a situation occurs in high school, she will not care. It is best to fight, but it is different now. A news headline like "Two 19-year-old boys fought for the mayor's wife" must be very devastating, and she didn't want to mess with Jiang Zhao.

At noon, Duo'er slipped to the cafeteria to eat alone. In the afternoon, the cool boy didn't come to class, and Duo'er felt calm.But when it was time to leave school, Duo'er was blocked at the entrance of the college, and the cool boy was holding a large bouquet of perfume lilies and asked Duo'er to accept it.

"It's too embarrassing, beauty, how about going to have a candlelight dinner tonight, I'll take you to an Italian restaurant." The cool boy still doesn't believe that if Duo'er has a beautiful woman, you can't get it with money. Here we go.

"Huh", Duo'er exhaled, and heard the battery alarm of the mobile phone in the bag, took it out, and sent a text message to Xia Qian by the way, "Qianqian, I was blocked at the gate of our college, please give me a message quickly." Come and save me!"

As soon as it showed success, the phone turned off.

When Xia Qian received this text message, her first reaction was to run downstairs and call Jiang Zhao while running, "Jiang Zhao, let me tell you, Duo Er just sent me a text message saying that she was blocked in their college At the door, tell me to rescue her, the phone is turned off, I think this is serious, where are you?"

As soon as Xia Qian finished speaking, she heard a harsh sound of brake pads rubbing from the receiver of the mobile phone.

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