The young commander's little petite girl got mad at 70

When it comes to Lu Qingye, Meng Wantang's heart starts to sink again.

She didn't know whether Lu Qingye liked her or the former Meng Wantang.

"Why did your face suddenly become so ugly? Did you have a fight with him, or does he have another woman outside? I tell you, if he has another woman outside, we absolutely cannot let the two of them live comfortably like this. We must teach them a lesson and give them a taste of their own medicine."

Chen Jiaojiao became excited instantly.

Meng Wantang didn't understand why Chen Jiaojiao thought of coming here. She patiently explained to Chen Jiaojiao.

"It has nothing to do with him. I just thought of something else. There are some things I don't know how to tell you, and I can't explain them clearly. It's even harder to explain them to others, so I can only digest them by myself."

Meng Wantang's words came from the heart, and Chen Jiaojiao naturally saw it.

"What's bothering you so much? If that's the case, then just stop thinking about it. No matter how difficult things are, there will always be a way out, so let's just let it go. You keep thinking about these things all day long, aren't you just asking for trouble?"

Chen Jiaojiao has come to terms with it now. She lives life one day at a time and does whatever makes her happy.

There's no need to make things difficult for yourself.

"I do want to, but this matter must be resolved. Maybe after a few days I will suddenly come to my senses, and when I do, everything will be solved, and naturally it will no longer be a big problem."

Chen Jiaojiao felt that she was just saying nice things.

Look at her brows, which are so tight that they can pinch a fly to death. Look at her hands, which are constantly chasing things away. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that she is very unhappy.

Chen Jiaojiao had also read a few psychology books, and judging from Meng Wantang's little actions, what was on her mind was definitely not a small matter.

"Well, it would be best if you could come to terms with it. If you feel depressed and need someone to talk to, don't forget me. I'm definitely a good person to talk to."

But Chen Jiaojiao doesn't want to lose her friend Meng Wantang.

Their relationship is complicated, but without Meng Wantang, there would be no Chen Jiaojiao today.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you. It's too late today. Don't leave. Stay at home for one night."

Meng Wantang asked to keep the person.

"You are really out of your mind today. This is the first time in all these years that you want me to stay at your house. But I appreciate your kindness, but forget it. It's my work time in the evening, and I still have to go to the club to check it out."

Chen Jiaojiao stood up and said goodbye.

"Okay, walk slower."

Meng Wantang wanted to go out to see her off, but Chen Jiaojiao quickly waved her hand and asked her to stay where she was.

"You don't have to see me off. I can go by myself. Besides, I'm not a stranger. You don't have to be so polite."

Meng Wantang smiled and said, "Then I won't see you off. Go slowly."

"Well. Then go take a shower. I'm leaving now."

Chen Jiaojiao left as soon as she said she would.

After she came out of the yard, she sat in the car, took out a cigarette, lit it and slowly smoked it.

A little boy sitting in the car reached out and took her cigarette and threw it directly on the ground.

Chen Jiaojiao turned her head and glared at the man: "Are you sick?"

The man said seriously: "Smoking is bad for your health, and you are pregnant now. Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about the baby in your belly."

Chen Jiaojiao was so angry that she threw the thing in her hand at the man.

"Shut up, did I tell you to speak? I didn't tell you to speak, so just shut up and never speak again."

Chen Jiaojiao insulted the man casually, but the man didn't say a word.

He even considerately took out a cup and handed it to her, worrying that Chen Jiaojiao's mother was tired and thirsty, so he specially prepared a glass of water for her.

Chen Jiaojiao looked at the cup in front of her and was so angry that she wanted to curse, but she finally reached out and took the cup.

She took two sips of water and her throat felt less uncomfortable. She turned her head to look at the man next to her and asked him.

"How did you figure it out? You want to reconcile with me now, but I'm telling you clearly, I will not marry you, and the child will be mine if it's born. It has nothing to do with you. Of course, you are the father of the child, and that's all."

The little boy was quite stubborn. He took the cup, covered it with the lid, and then asked, "Why don't you want to get married?"

"I don't want to serve my parents-in-law. I have a good life now and I make a lot of money every month. You should know this. Normally, others serve me. Why should I serve others?"

Chen Jiaojiao just wanted the little boy to give up.

What she said was somewhat unorthodox in this era.

She knew that most people would not accept this.

Who knew that the little boy next to her said, "Then I will marry you, will you marry me?"

Chen Jiaojiao was completely stunned. She turned her head to look at the little boy in front of her and raised her hand to touch his forehead.

The little boy, who is usually as fierce as a wolf, is now well behaved and lets her touch his forehead.

"You don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense?"

The boy said seriously, "I'm not talking nonsense. I'm serious. I really want to marry you. You know there are a lot of problems in my family, so I don't want to be in this family. If you say you want to marry me, I agree."

"If you want to leave your family, that's fine. I can help you buy a house. Once you have a house, you can move your household registration out, and then you will have no relationship with the people in that family. If you want to marry another woman in the future, that's fine. This house is your gift to my child."

Chen Jiaojiao's words made the boy's face turn pale and blue. The boy glared at Chen Jiaojiao with gnashed teeth.

"Are you a heartless woman? I really want to marry you, why do you have to trample on my sincerity?"

A mocking smile appeared on Chen Jiaojiao's lips.

She lifted the man's chin frivolously: "How come you only know it now? I am such a person. I don't owe anyone my sincerity. I just haven't been sincere with you for a short time. I really liked you in the past, but I don't like you so much now. Then we can each take what we need, you live your life, and I live mine, isn't it good?"

The little boy said viciously: "No, not at all. I don't want to live my own life at all. I just want to live with you and our child."

As he spoke, he grabbed the back of Chen Jiaojiao's head and kissed her fiercely.

Chen Jiaojiao was breathless from the kiss.

She admitted that she was very moved. This little boy made her more moved than any other man she had ever met.

But she really couldn't give him what he wanted.

"I'm sorry, but I still can't get married. If you can accept our relationship, you can always be my boyfriend. If you get tired of this relationship, you can withdraw from it at any time. I won't blame you."

The little boy's eyes turned red with anger.

"Chen Jiaojiao, why are you so mean?"

Chen Jiaojiao's eyes turned cold.

"Why do you scold me when you can't coax me? Are you angry? Tell me, what else do you want? If your appetite is not so big and your heart is not so greedy, I can satisfy your demands. After all, you are still the father of my child. Of course, if your demands are too much, I don't mind aborting the child."

Chen Jiaojiao has suffered a loss once and will not suffer a loss again.

"You are very nice."

The little boy didn't say anything. He got out of the car angrily, slammed the door, and disappeared into the night.

Chen Jiaojiao leaned back in the chair, looking at the man's back, her eyes red and tears streaming down her cheeks.

After a long time, Chen Jiaojiao raised her hand to wipe away her tears.

She also wants to have a normal and healthy marriage, but she really can't afford to take the risk.

Giving your true heart to a relationship is the stupidest thing to do. If she were eighteen years old, she would definitely try her best.

But she is no longer eighteen years old and she can't afford to be so lazy.

Chen Jiaojiao's emotions stabilized and she started the car and drove towards the club.

Meng Wantang originally came out to close the door, but she didn't expect to see such a big drama.

Every family has a hard-to-read scripture.

Chen Jiaojiao seems optimistic and seems to have walked out of the shadow of that relationship long ago, but in fact, she has never gotten over her past life.

It turns out that the real heroine was not living a happy life, but always lived a very humble life.

This life is different from the previous one, so many deeper problems are exposed.

Meng Wantang closed the door and went back into the house.

Lin Su just came over with a bowl of noodles and put it on the table, asking her to come over and eat.

"Don't you have any appetite? If you don't have an appetite, you don't have to eat. There's no need to make things difficult for yourself."

Seeing that she hadn't eaten for a long time, Lin Su said with concern.

Meng Wantang's lips curled up slowly: "Mom, it's not that I don't have an appetite, I just encountered some things that I can't figure out. It will be fine when I figure it out."

"What's going on? Did you have a fight with Qingye? Or does he have another woman outside?"

Although Lin Su's expression was gentle, her tone revealed a cold feeling.

"Why are you like Chen Jiaojiao, thinking that Lu Qingye did something wrong to me?"

Meng Wantang really wanted to say easily that Lu Qingye had not done anything to let her down, but at this moment she didn't know why and she couldn't say this.

"Did he really do something to offend you?"

Meng Wantang shook her head: "It has nothing to do with him. I'm just a little distressed about some other things."

For a moment, Meng Wantang really wanted to confess and ask Lin Su what she was thinking, but when the words came to her lips, she didn't have the courage to say them.

"mom."

"I'm here."

Lin Su's eyes were gentle and firm, as if to say that mom would always be here.