Getting married by mistake: the embarrassing wife of the cold-faced president

Chapter 124 The Confessions 1
Yi Xiaoyan was suddenly furious, and suddenly turned her head to stare at me: "What did you say?"

I squinted my eyes, and repeated word by word: "What a pair of adulterers/husbands/prostitutes/women!"

After I finished speaking, I pulled Zuo Linlin and walked away.Behind her came Yi Xiaoyan's angry voice: "Mr. Deng, listen, what are you talking about?" She said again: "This Su Lala is really hateful, how can she say that?"

"You know her?" Deng Haoran's voice was flat.

"Of course I know each other!" Yi Xiaoyan said, "Isn't she the editor of the "Locust Family No. If so, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Yi Xiaoyan, listen to me, it doesn't matter who you are rude to, just don't move her a finger, do you hear me?" Deng Haoran's voice was still calm.

"Why?" Yi Xiaoyan asked.

"There is no reason." Deng Haoran said.

Then they walked away and never heard what they said again.

Zuo Linlin glanced back at the background where they were walking farther and farther away, and said with a smile: "Lala, he is still quite protective of you." She said again: "Many years ago, I met him once—— er, That was ten years ago, right? He went to a small county town to find his aunt, and wanted you to recognize his ancestors, but in the end he gave the aunt a big broom to sweep him out, and you were even worse, pointing at his nose and gritted his teeth, saying: Get out! Get out! I don't care for more money! I will never forget his dejected expression."

I curled my lips and disapproved: "Bah! Feeling sad! Such a ruthless person would also feel sad? Who wouldn't be good at acting? Would I be good too?"

Zuo Linlin said, "You are his flesh and blood after all."

I sneered: "Flesh and blood? I have nothing to do with him, okay? Didn't I just say that my mother is an invincible superman, and she can breed me without a man. It has nothing to do with that old scumbag!"

I finally understand why I hate Han Qingluo.

Why every time I see that guy Han Qingluo, the billions of pores on his body can't help exuding a thin layer of boredom—because certain features of Han Qingluo's body are very similar to that old scumbag Deng Haoran The similarities, especially the eyes, are full of evil spirits, uninhibited, a Wei Xiaobao-like image of a slutty man.

Just because I hate it doesn't mean other women don't like it.

Now that the world has changed drastically, what is popular with women is no longer those handsome gentlemen in suits and leather shoes with elegant manners, but the kind of bad men with evil smiles and full of scorn.

This badness does not refer to characteristics, but to traits.

This kind of bad man has no sense of responsibility, is not bound by morality, and breaks free from secular traps. He will do things that men dare not and will not do. When he meets a woman he likes, he usually stares at her with naked eyes. Watching, trying to strike a few shining little sparks.

What is a good man?
What is a bad guy?
Others say: A good man will buy you vegetables, a bad man will buy you roses with all the money in his pocket; a good man will only kiss you properly on the bed, and a bad man will kiss you on the street On a whim, I will run with you in my arms; a good man will live with you, a bad man will only give you love...

The romantic style and expectations of a woman's bones are inseparable from bad men.

Many women like bad men and don't like good men.They say that a good man is boring, no matter how good the appearance is, it is like a plate of Japanese sushi. A strong stimulating feeling like a fish.

Whether it's the old scumbag Deng Haoran, or the little scumbag Han Qingluo, it's the spicy marijuana in those women's mouths that makes their mouth water.

Although I hate the little scumbag, Han Qingluo, this guy is still lingering and has a very high IQ. Knowing that I put his phone number into the blacklist, he changed another phone number and called me.

I couldn't guard against it, and after answering the phone, I said, "Hello."

Han Qingluo giggled on the other side of the phone: "Honey, it's me."

I was furious when I heard it, and I gritted my teeth and said, "Baby your head! Who is your baby?" I scolded: "Every girl opens and shuts up and calls 'Baby'! Han Qingluo, are you bored?"

Han Qingluo laughed: "No, I only call you baby."

I said, "Lazy to talk nonsense with you, I'm going to hang up."

Han Qingluo hurriedly said: "Sulala, don't hang up the phone, I called you urgently because I have something important to tell you."

I "hummed": "Say something quickly, fart quickly, don't talk so much nonsense!"

Han Qingluo made a "tsk tsk" sound: "Su Lala, can you be more civilized and polite? What about the etiquette I taught you before? Where did you throw it away?"

I yelled: "Han Qingluo, you talk a lot of nonsense! Didn't you say you have something important to tell me? If you don't say anything, I'll hang up the phone!"

Han Qingluo hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, I'll say what I say." His laughter stopped, and his voice became serious: "Surala, for the sake of your hard work as a matchmaker for me, I don't have to. Not to tell you one thing that will affect your lifelong happiness."

I was annoyed: "What's the matter?"

Han Qingluo coughed on the phone, and said in a serious manner: "Sulala, if you want to know what's going on, then within half an hour, come to the French restaurant on Zhongshan Road, maybe you come If you do, you will regret it for a while, but if you don’t come, you will regret it forever!”

I was taken aback: "What?"

Han Qingluo didn't answer, but turned off the phone.

What is this guy going to do?
I didn't want to pay attention to Han Qingluo, who knows if he is playing tricks on me?But I don't know why, those few words he said just now made me restless, the clouds of doubt in my heart were twisted into balls, expanded little by little, opened up, and kept pouring into my mind, like a flood, torrenting endlessly.

Endured and endured, endured and endured, in the end I couldn't bear it anymore, I redialed the number: "Hey, Han Qingluo, what did you mean by that just now? Be clear! Don't say half and keep half, it hurts me Heart itching."

"Why so much nonsense? You'll know when you go." Han Qingluo's voice became impatient.

"How do I know if you are playing tricks on me?" I questioned him.

"My time is precious, so I don't have time to tease you." Han Qingluo hummed heavily: "It's up to you whether you like it or not, anyway, it's true, it's something that will affect your lifelong happiness." something!" After a pause, he said again: "Su Lala, if you want to know what it is, then come here quickly, otherwise, there is no need to read it."

Immediately afterwards, Han Qingluo hung up the phone again.

What is this?This guy!I guess he wasn't playing tricks on me, was he?What he said didn't seem like a joke, it was too serious, too serious.

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(End of this chapter)