On the day of the blind date, I had a flash marriage with a wealthy man

Try hard to restrain your emotions.

Still failed.

In the past, no matter how big a setback I encountered in my career, my heart would never be so troubled and chaotic.

It felt like Qiao Qiao didn't care about him that much at all.

It's not that I don't care that much.

I don't care at all.

Inexplicably, Shanglu wanted to vent.

Qin Sen and Ke Yinan were kicked out of the meeting room by him.

Then, he stood alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the scenery downstairs.

The bustling half of Pengcheng can be seen in a panoramic view.

The city is not in the slightest depression because of the arrival of winter.

On the contrary, there are many tall buildings and traffic, and it is very prosperous.

He was born to be able to stand at the top of the power, and he can overlook the entire sentient beings from a high position.

All the good resources in this world are at his fingertips.

What kind of woman do you want?

But he was tortured like this by a woman at the bottom of society.

Almost no self.

Ah!

It's ridiculous.

Thinking of him as the richest man in Pengcheng, he was never confused by feelings.

But because of a woman at the bottom of society, she broke her emotional control over the years.

Groundbreaking.

Outside.

Looking at the closed conference room door, Qin Sen shook his head helplessly.

"Heroes are saddened by Beauty Pass, and Shanglu is no exception."

Qin Sen had never seen Shanglu unable to control his emotions.

It can be seen how deeply Qiao Qiao has taken root in this man's heart.

But this man is stubborn and refuses to admit anything.

"However." Qin Sen changed the subject, "If I were Qiao Qiao, I wouldn't be able to stand this man."

It's okay to hide your identity.

Can the word break up be said casually?

"Qin Sen."

Ke Yinan put his arm on Qin Sen's shoulder.

Ask him: "Shang Lu and Qiao Qiao won't really get divorced, will they?"

Qin Sen smiled and said, "Don't worry, these two are probably just having a fight."

Ke Yinan: "It won't come true, will it?"

Qin Sen: "Let them make trouble. In the past, no one could handle Shanglu. He refused to listen to the words of the chairman. Now there is finally someone who can handle him. Isn't it a good thing?"

"What are you talking about, Shanglu and Qiaoqiao are getting divorced?"

Shang Zhongbo came out suddenly.

These days, he felt that his daughter-in-law's mood was not right.

I want to ask Shanglu for clarification.

Unexpectedly, I heard that the two were arguing for divorce?

The divorce must be the son's fault.

"Is Shanglu in there?"

Shang Zhongbo looked at the closed door of the meeting room.

He wanted to go in and teach his arrogant son a lesson.

Where did this man upset his daughter-in-law?

To the point of getting a divorce?

Qin Sen nodded at Shang Zhongbo, "Chairman, Shang Lu is inside, and I will lead you in."

creak.

The door was pushed open.

Shanglu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with his back turned to the person who entered the door, angrily, "Didn't I tell you to get out?"

"Who are you letting go?" Shang Zhongbo walked in, looking at his son seriously.

It's a good thing that Qiaoqiao can control his son's emotions.

This shows that his son cares about Qiaoqiao.

But this man doesn't know how to make his wife happy, and even vented his temper on others for the first time, which is a very troublesome thing.

Shang Bozhong reminded, "Don't stay at the company if you're feeling irritable, give yourself a vacation, and think about how to coax your daughter-in-law back."

Can Qiaoqiao be coaxed back by sweet words?

She is devoted to her career.

He has no place in her heart at all.

The more I think about it, the deeper the frustration.

When he turned around, Shang Lu looked at Shang Zhongbo with a dark face, "Which eye of yours sees that I am upset?"

"Stubborn, isn't it?" Shang Zhongbo frowned, "Okay, anyway, whoever feels uncomfortable, who knows."

"Let's go." After turning around, Shang Zhongbo pulled Qin Sen out, "Let him suffer alone. Anyway, Qiao Qiao didn't neglect us. It's really hypocritical to ignore him."

Qin Sen turned around and said, "Yes, hypocritical!"

After going out, Shang Zhongbo was worried.

After asking about Qin Sen's situation, he felt something was wrong.

"Does Qiaoqiao know Shanglu's identity?"

Qin Sen: "No way, Shanglu has been hiding it very well, and Song Wei also agreed to help conceal it, and will not destroy his plan to reveal his identity. How could Qiaoqiao know?"

Shang Zhongbo didn't know either, "..."

Qin Sen: "Besides, the reason for the divorce between the two is because Shang Lu casually said the word "breakup." It has nothing to do with him concealing his identity."

Shang Zhongbo was always good at predicting things, "Perhaps it just happened that these two years' events add up to make Qiaoqiao even more angry!"

He knows his daughter-in-law.

Shang Zhongbo: "No, I have to make a phone call to Qiaoqiao myself to clarify the matter."

We can't let this young couple continue to be in conflict like this.

Patting Qin Sen on the shoulder, Shang Zhongbo said, "Qin Sen, Shang Lu has no experience in love, and he is also clumsy in coaxing women. You should teach him some experience and let him open his mind."

Qin Sen expressed distress, "Chairman, it seems that talent is needed in this regard."

Shang Zhongbo knew his son's shortcomings.

Otherwise, how could it be possible to be single for so many years.

He sighed deeply, and said again: "I'd better ask you, teach Shang Lu how to coax women, what if he suddenly gets enlightened?"

Qin Sen: "Chairman, I also hope that Shanglu and his wife will be harmonious and beautiful. I will try my best."

On the other side of Wenzhou.

Qiaoqiao was busy until late at night.

Back at the door of the dormitory, I saw workers rushing to work overnight on both sides of the road outside the corridor.

They are hanging red lanterns.

Is it the New Year?

When I came to Wenzhou, it was December.

More than a month has passed, already January.

The end of the year is getting closer.

During these days, she really ignored Shanglu.

Shanglu has emotions, she understands.

But this man shouldn't have said the word of separation casually, let alone cheated her, and still be so confident.

Qiaoqiao knew very well that if the couple kept fighting like this, they would not be able to solve the problem.

She decided to find Shanglu and have a good talk with him frankly and honestly.

She also likes crispness.

Don't want to be muddled.

After opening the door and entering, she cooked a pot of porridge and called Shang Lu.

Shanglu returned to the villa in Hanjing Jiurongtai.

Qiao Qiao didn't go back to his home in the neighboring area of ​​Dongshan, and he simply didn't go back either.

It was empty when I went back.

He lives alone, strangely lonely.

Right now he is taking a bath.

The mobile phone is on the bedside table in the bedroom.

Far away, did not hear.

Qiaoqiao, who was cooking the porridge, wondered why Shanglu didn't answer the phone, could he still be angry with her?

With an interval of more than ten minutes, she made three phone calls back and forth.

No one ever picked up.

At this time, the porridge in the pot boiled.

The hot porridge and rice splashed out and extinguished the fire.

What was extinguished at the same time was the hope in Qiaoqiao's heart.

Looking forward to having a good chat with Shanglu.

As a result, the phone has been unable to get through.

She didn't know why she was distracted for a moment just now.

Maybe she is not as strong as she seems.

This marriage has put so much emotion into it, and she doesn't want to cause such an unpleasant situation today.

She admits.

Her heart hurts, it hurts.

Does this man need to be angry with her and not answer her phone?

My stomach hurts.

Probably angry.

Before Shang Lu answered her call, his stomach had been hurting.

That's why she went back to the dormitory and cooked porridge.

I want to drink some porridge soup to warm my stomach.

So, the fire was reopened.

Stirring the heavily porridge soup.

The more you stir, the more uncomfortable you feel.

The chaos in my heart is the same as the tumbling porridge.

When the nose was so sore, Shanglu's call came back...