Marry a Rich Old Man

During the rush hour, the road conditions are extremely congested, causing chest tightness, shortness of breath, dizziness and nausea for those sitting in the car.

The pregnancy reaction that hadn't occurred in a day, suddenly surged because of the smell of the car and the stop-and-go operation.

"Do you want to vomit?" Seeing this, the driver hurriedly handed An Wuyang a plastic bag.

"Thank you." An Wuyang opened the bag just in case, but in fact he just felt sick and didn't spit it out.

"We're almost there." As soon as the red light went out, the driver drove the car out immediately.

It took 15 minutes to arrive at the gate of Jiangnanhui.

With a pale face, An Wuyang got out of the car, stood on the side of the road and looked around for Xiaopang.

Huo Yunchuan watched him from the car, joined two men and three women, and walked in with a group of people of the same age.

Because it is summer vacation, there are a lot of people here, and it is very difficult to find a place to eat.

Xiaopang has been rushing to lead everyone, An Wuyang stayed behind to protect himself carefully, and occasionally said a few words to the boys who were traveling with him.

Huo Yunchuan followed further behind, wearing a pair of sunglasses on his face, he felt like a perverted stalker now.

The correct way is to respect the other party's right to personal freedom, but... forgive him for being difficult to do.

"Is it really uncomfortable?" Finding a place to eat and sitting down, Xiaopang finally saw his brother Chiu lazily and without energy.

"Let's order, I'm hungry." An Wuyang flipped through the menu, skimming over the fried food, looking for something suitable for him: "Xiao Pang, let me have a steamed egg."

It seems that apart from this, there is nothing suitable for me to eat.

"Okay." Xiaopang said a few words of concern to his buddies, and then showed two hundred times the enthusiasm to greet the girls: "This is my treat, everyone can order whatever you want. After dinner, let's go to the movies!"

Girl A: "But there aren't any good movies recently, why don't you go play billiards?"

Another boy echoed: "Okay, I like playing billiards." Then he looked at An Wuyang and said, "Don't you know how to play? Then learn from the girls."

Girl B winked at him: "I'm pretty good at playing, how about I teach you."

An Wuyang lifted his lips, usually he would do this when he couldn't think of an answer, but the embarrassing thing was that people always thought he was playing handsome.

"I think you can fight." He smiled.

Red lips and white teeth, elegant demeanor, the girl is pleasing to the eye, but Xiaopang said that his buddy doesn't like to hang out with girls, and it is very difficult to chase him.

"I'm not very good at fighting either. Which of you is willing to teach me how to fight?" Xiao Pang looked full of anticipation and scanned the three girls, getting a bunch of embarrassed smiles.

"I'll teach you how to fight." The buddy couldn't stand it anymore, and Xiaopang died again on this date.

An Wuyang, who had already eaten before, ate less than half of the bowl without taking a bite, and put down his chopsticks.

Because girls are only interested in tall, thin and fair boys, but tall, thin and fair boys have no intention of picking up girls, so it eventually developed into girls talking about girls, and buddies talking about boys.

I still went to play billiards, but I didn't drink the drink I had made.

Xiao Pang called Didi Che and sent the girls to the car, completely giving up the idea of ​​finding a beautiful girlfriend.

"No problem..." Sitting on the chair at the food stall at the door, Xiao Pang said, "Will anyone still like me? If I don't have money."

There were only the two of them left here, and An Wuyang was paralyzed comfortably with stretched limbs: "Now you are rich and no one likes you."

"It's so heartbreaking..." Xiaopang immediately clutched his chest.

His family is above average, and if he can lose weight, he will look good.

But whether you are likable or not is not a matter of appearance.

"Actually, being good-looking doesn't necessarily mean that people will like it." An Wuyang said, "Your parents are so kind to you, and your academic performance is also good. The future of life is bright, so there is nothing to be sad about."

He patted Xiaopang on the shoulder: "I like you very much."

This product is pure and easy to get along with.

Xiaopang was so moved that he threw himself into An Wuyang's arms: "You are really a little angel."

"Get out!" The person who said he liked him just now raised his foot and kicked him.

"It's a bit late." An Wuyang straightened his clothes, took out his mobile phone and called Didi Che: "Go back, if you want to lose weight, you should lose weight. When you lose weight, you may not have a girlfriend."

Fatty: "Didn't you say that even if you look good, no one will like it?"

An Wuyang poked the screen, smiled and said nothing.In fact, he is very envious of Xiaopang, the only son with a good family background, who doesn't know the sufferings of the world, and only cares about girls.

"Are you talking about yourself?" Xiaopang raised his chair and approached him: "Don't, I like you too."

An Wuyang avoided him and said, "Thank you, I don't want to be gay."

"Tsk tsk, well, go home." He didn't have sex, it was just a favorite among buddies.

The Didi car called by Xiaopang arrived earlier, so he got on the car and slipped away because of his luck after a while.

He is very good like this, although he can't meet girls for the time being because he is fat.

"..." An Wuyang let out a breath, stood up and waited for the bus on the side of the road, he looked at the road with empty eyes, even though he knew he had to protect himself, he still deliberately ignored certain facts.

The boy stood alone on the side of the busy road waiting for the bus, pitifully like an abandoned puppy.

Huo Yunchuan couldn't control his steps and walked forward.

An Wuyang was the first to see a pair of leather shoes appear in his line of sight, and then looked up along the leather shoes, long legs, narrow waist, broad shoulders, handsome face of the universe: "Uh...Huo..."

Young Master Huo frowned and stared: "It's so late, what are you doing here?".

After An Wuyang saw him, he put away his bitter face, grinned and said, "Come out to meet a friend." He asked guiltily, "What about you, such a coincidence?"

The environment here doesn't seem to be suitable for this big president.

"I'll take you back." Huo Yunchuan endured it without saying anything.

An Wuyang said, "I called a car..."

The man interrupted him, his dark eyes made people uneasy: "Do you think it's safer to take a taxi or take my car?"

The deterrent momentum is too scary to refuse.

"Then let's go." An Wuyang said decisively, and then took out his mobile phone to cancel the order.

It's not that he is cowardly, but it's just that he slowly thinks clearly that it's really harmful and not beneficial to have a bad relationship with Huo Yunchuan.

Whether it's for your own good or for the future children's good, you should get along well with each other.

"..." An Wuyang looked at the colorful scenery outside the window, and touched his stomach lightly with his fingertips, feeling that he was about to grow up.

"I felt like throwing up in the car today." He said abruptly.

"Pregnancy reaction." Huo Yunchuan was taken aback for a moment, and then said scientifically: "It will disappear in April and May." Looking at the mirror, he asked, "What are you talking about with your friends?"

An Wuyang: "Talking girl, he wants to have a girlfriend, but he's a little fat, so he doesn't have a good relationship with the opposite sex."

"What about you?" While listening to the young man's words, Mr. Huo's slender hands rubbed back and forth on the leather with his fingertips. This was a subconscious movement.

"I'm the opposite of him, I don't want to fall in love at all." An Wuyang put his palms on his belly, looked up at the man in front of him: "You don't have to worry about my private life being indiscreet, I will cooperate with you. "

After finishing speaking, get yourself together and make a statement to end the conversation.

"Don't lie to me again." After a long time, Huo Yunchuan uttered a warning that made An Wuyang's face burn.

"Okay." Before getting out of the car, An Wuyang said.

The sense of distance on his body is visible to the naked eye. As President Huo's deadly arrogance, it's just a thought to reach out and touch his head.

"See you tomorrow, be careful on the road." An Wuyang said, before the other party got off the car and took him upstairs, he turned and walked into the entrance of the community.

Huo Yunchuan stayed downstairs for a while, smoking a cigarette in a messy mood.

—Mr. Huo, I'm home, you go back and rest early. PS: You worked very hard today.

This message can be said to be a consolation and good medicine. After reading it, I felt relieved. Mr. Huo threw away most of the remaining cigarette butts and drove home.

After An Wuyang went back, he found that his sister An Wuyu had returned and was unpacking things with his parents and younger brother in the living room.

"I'm back." He walked in, bent over and took off his shoes at the entrance: "Dad, Mom, sister, little brother."

"I'm back, come here, your sister bought you a present." The whole family looked over here, focusing on An Wuyu and the things she brought back.

"Brother's gift, let me look for it..." An Wuyu had exquisite makeup on her face, long hair and black dress, very foreign and beautiful, she picked up a square box: "This, I finally got an autograph from the star Basketball, so cool!"

An Wuyang was dumbfounded and picked up the ball, the basketball signed by the star, so generous: "Thank you sister, Jordan or Kobe?"

Her sister rolled her eyes: "Can I give you Jordan Kobe's signature basketball? It's more cost-effective to sell it."

The parents and younger brother laughed loudly.

"Basketball is very practical," An Cheng said. "When Wuyang goes to college, he will play basketball and exercise when he has time."

As a baby who can't play basketball, An Wuyang put on a wooden face and carried the basketball back to the house.

"This kid," Ding Wei said, "I said a few words to him that day, and I'm still angry now."

Ancheng said: "No way, I already mentioned him, I guess he is tired from part-time jobs."

An Wuyu tidied up his things: "What, the eldest brother is still working part-time now, his grades might as well hurry up and study."

"Brother doesn't like reading." An Wuji hugged the book his sister bought and couldn't put it down, got up and said, "I'm going back to the house." Eating snacks or something with my brother.

Ancheng and his wife looked at each other, full of helplessness.

I didn't tell my eldest daughter about the work, because I was afraid that she would affect her study.

Among the three children, the second child spends the least amount of money, and being able to afford their own daily pocket money relieves them of a great burden.

Originally this is a good thing, but sometimes parents still can't help but blame the second child for not being self-motivated and having no future.

The author has something to say:

Regarding parents, when I disliked you, I really disliked you. Later, you have everything and become their pride. How should the parties adjust their mentality?