After the divorce, Sheng Shao indulged in pampering

Tang Ruanruan faltered and refused to speak. After repeated questioning by the two, she told the truth.

"Mingxuan is in the entertainment circle and was not well-known before. When attending events, he was wearing a lot of small shoes, for example, he did not provide clothing and accessories."

"Those need to be prepared by ourselves."

Jiang Ran interrupted her: "Wait, how could Zhao Mingxuan have any money at that time, and you were only a beginner at that time, so you have so much money for him?"

Tang Ruanruan didn't answer, and continued to say: "In the middle, Mingxuan offended the high-level for some reason, and was hidden in the snow for a year and a half."

"Signed an agreement with the company, even if he is hidden by the snow, he can't take other jobs."

"It took Mingxuan a year and a half to reconcile with the company. The more he earns, the more expenses he needs. After buying a RV, he has to pay a mortgage and a car loan."

"Mingxuan paid off more than half of the online loan, and I paid off the remaining two or three with my salary every month. This time I was blocked, and there was not much money left after paying off the online loan."

Xia Qinghuan was puzzled: "Zhao Mingxuan is no longer the little transparent person he used to be. Could it be that he doesn't earn enough money?"

Tang Ruanruan lowered his head: "Most half of the company has been divided."

Jiang Ran was filled with righteous indignation: "You have reached the point of eating steamed buns, and you still choose to carry them by yourself, why don't you ask Zhao Mingxuan to clarify?"

"Okay, you don't want to tell me, do you? Let me tell you! What is Zhao Mingxuan's phone number? I'll call him."

Tang Ruanruan grabbed her hand and begged with his eyes: "Of course, don't."

"Last time I almost had an accident in Meishi. Mingxuan went to the company and had a big fight with the leader when he came back from a business trip. The two endorsements that were originally negotiated turned out to be yellow."

"I don't want him to go to the leader again because of these."

Jiang Ran hated iron but steel: "Tang Ruanruan, what do you want me to say about you?"

"What's so good about Zhao Mingxuan that you would rather wrong yourself than treat him well?"

Tang Ruanruan recalled the past, with a happy glow on his face: "Mingxuan has always been very kind to me."

"I was hidden in the snow for more than a year. He saw that I took too many orders. He was so distressed that he couldn't sleep. At night, he secretly went out to work as a coolie, moving goods, earning subsidies, and doing all kinds of dirty work."

"I even hurt my waist because of this, and now I still have the old problem of back pain."

With a look of emotion on his face, Jiang Ran hooked Tang Ruanruan's neck: "Tsk tsk, woman, how do you know the bitterness of love if you have never tasted the sweetness of love?"

"It's bitter, it's bitter, it's better to be single, it's better to be single."

Snapped!

She took out a bank card, patted it on the table, and said to Tang Ruanruan:

"Here, woman, it's for you, treat yourself better in the future."

Tang Ruan shook his head and firmly pushed out the bank card.

"I can't ask for your money."

Jiang Ran put the bank card into Tang Ruanruan's hand, and flicked her forehead.

"What are you thinking about? This card is empty, so I just mean it, expressing a situation."

"The money has been transferred to your account, but I didn't give it to you for nothing, I have to pay it back."

Tang Ruanruan panicked even more and took out her phone.

"No, you don't earn much, so I can't take it. Huanhuan, tell me about her, I..."

Jiang Ran chuckled: "Don't call me Huanhuan, she might turn around more than me."

Tang Ruanruan stared in shock, looking at Xia Qinghuan.

Xia Qinghuan nodded to her: "Take it, I can't give you too much, at least it will last you until you find a job."

Tang Ruanruan's tears came down immediately.

"No, I asked Zhao Mingxuan for the money, I can't ask for your money, especially Huanhuan, grandparents are in the hospital, what will they do if you give me the money?"

Jiang Ran sat next to Xia Qinghuan, took her arm and said to Tang Ruanruan:

"You don't need to worry about her, she is exuding her second youth, and meeting a rich man who is willing to spend money for her, it's just a sweetener."

Thinking of a certain dog man, Xia Qinghuan blushed, pushed Jiang Ran away, and took a mouthful of food unnaturally.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Unaffected, Jiang Ran came back again: "I'm serious, you can tell by comparing it. At the beginning, Fu Xiujin didn't even spend money for you. After the divorce, he was reluctant to give you the martial arts gym. He went back and forth for so long."

"To see if a man has you in his heart, to see whether he is willing to spend money for you, but also to see whether he spends money with care."

"Are you saying that he spends money with his heart?"

Sheng Yan didn't spend much money for her, a few times he spent it on his grandparents, and once he bought her a martial arts gym.

Xia Qinghuan thought about it carefully, and felt that what Jiang Ran said made a lot of sense.

She bit off the sliced ​​lotus root in her mouth hard, and at the same time crushed this thought.

Sheng Yan has a sweetheart, it is impossible to like her.

"Don't talk about me, let's talk about being soft, what are you going to do next?"

Tang Ruanruan: "I..."

Several people chatted for a long time, giving Tang Ruanruan a lot of ideas.

Jiang Ran is just a little doctor at the moment and can't help.

Xia Qinghuan offered to help, but was rejected by Tang Ruanruan, and she didn't insist anymore.

After Jiang Ran's trouble, she didn't want to owe Sheng Yan any more.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from her lips, Xia Qinghuan's eyes focused, and Sheng Yan's unruly face appeared in front of her eyes.

With a rough thumb on her lips, Sheng Yan's voice was hoarse and seductive, with just the right amount of fierceness.

"You're still distracted at this time, you're thinking about Fu Xiujin, huh?"

Xia Qinghuan withdrew from the memory, arched her waist impatiently, and was forced to bear it, and quickly refuted in her mouth like a conditioned reflex.

I'm afraid that a second later will usher in more severe torture.

"No! I'm thinking of you! Slow... Slow down."

Sheng Yan stopped: "What do you miss me?"

Think about who is that person in your heart!

Xia Qinghuan swallowed this sentence, changed another sentence and threw it out, worrying like an old mother.

"I think you have the president's disease, what will you do when you get married?"

Sheng Yan raised his eyebrows: "What do you want to do?"

Xia Qinghuan laughed dryly and did not answer, but the meaning in his eyes was obvious.

Sheng Yan was going to get married sooner or later, it was because the two of them were destined to separate.

At that time, Sheng Yan, who has the president's illness and can't do it to his newlywed wife, can't do it to other people of the opposite sex, will really have no choice but to piss off the air.

Sheng Yan's face darkened: "Xia Qinghuan, I think you are in a bad position!"

Xia Qinghuan was tidied up over and over again, and in the end was pushed against the head of the bed by a man.

"Do you want to come with me?"

Xia Qinghuan said with difficulty: "What do you mean?"

Sheng Yan put a kiss on her hair: "Beside me, never leave."

Xia Qinghuan shook her head and said, "Before you have a partner."

Sheng Yan's eyes were burning: "I only have feelings for you, only you."

This kind of words, for other people, is a disguised confession.

But Xia Qinghuan was still rational, and understood that what the other party was talking about was only about physical sensations.

She asked back: "Can you guarantee that the Sheng family will never arrange a marriage partner for you?"

"And your sweetheart, what if she comes to you?"

"As I said, I don't want to be a third party, not to mention that I might meet someone I like in the future."

"We can't always be like this."

Sheng Yan's eyes were deep, and the big hand on her waist seemed to want to cut her off.

"Make a deadline, three years."