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

Chapter 234
I went to work on Monday, and just as I went downstairs, I saw Cheng Yiming's car parked downstairs, with his hands in his trouser pockets, leaning against the car boredly, as if he had stood there for a long time.Seeing me from a distance, he stretched out his trouser pockets to meet me, and called me: "Lala——"

I ignored him and went my way.

Cheng Yiming was in a hurry and rushed over, he blocked me like a mountain, I went left, he blocked me on the left, I went right, he blocked me on my right.I had nowhere to go, so I had to stop, and before I could yell, Cheng Yiming grabbed my hand: "Lala, listen to me—"

I don't want to listen to him!

I glared at him, hatred surged like hair, I felt aggrieved, angry, and hated, just like the mood of the white lady on the eve of flooding Jinshan, I said: "Let me go!"

Cheng Yiming refused to let go.

I was so angry that I shook off his hand, shook it hard, and shook it hard.But Cheng Yiming's hand was like a pair of pliers, he grabbed me firmly, and he said: "Lala, I didn't mean to hurt you like this, I was—"

I interrupted him, and said word by word: "Cheng Yiming, if you don't let me go, I will be called molested."

Cheng Yiming still refused to let go, he was rascal: "Even if you call 110, I will not let you go. Lala, you are mine for this life, and I will not let you go!"

I looked at Cheng Yiming coldly.

Cheng Yiming also looked at me.

The two looked at each other, like two beasts, like the silence in a decisive battle.

I bit my lips tightly, and the anger, grievances, and sadness accumulated in my heart became more and more intense. Finally, I couldn't help it, lost control, and screamed: "Cheng Yiming, if you don't let me go, Do you believe it, I broke free, I will crash the car right away, I will show you to death?, Do you believe it? Do you believe it?"

Cheng Yiming's face was pale: "Lala, do you hate me so much?"

I know I shouldn't hate him, but I still say: "Yes, I hate you that much!"

He let go of me.

I rushed out, the car didn't start, and I called directly: "Taxi! Taxi!"

The taxi stopped in front of me and I got in.The taxi driver was a woman in her 30s. While driving, she glanced at me sitting in the back seat from the rear view mirror, probably because she was too bored and wanted to talk to relieve boredom. She asked meddlingly: " Had a fight with your boyfriend?"

I didn't answer her, silence is golden.

Silence is the default.

The taxi driver didn't care, and smiled slightly. She said hers, and said to herself: "Young people are just young, and if they don't agree with each other, they will have a quarrel."

I still don't speak.

The taxi driver said: "I have also experienced this kind of thing before, because I was stubborn and refused to turn back, and ended up doing stupid things that I couldn't turn back."

I looked up at her, couldn't help but aroused curiosity, "Why?"

The taxi driver sighed: "Before, when I was your age, I liked a man very much. He and I were still childhood sweethearts. Once, we had a quarrel over something as big as sesame and mung beans, and we got angry. During the process, he slapped me. As a result, I cried so much that I ran to the edge of the bridge and wanted to jump off. A young man stopped me, and I said, it’s okay if you don’t want me to jump off, but you must marry me. At that time, I thought, I died, or I married someone, the man I like will be sad, he is sad, I took revenge on him. That young man really married me, we know each other In less than a week, they were married."

I looked at her and couldn't help opening my mouth.

The taxi driver has a small and slightly dark face, with excessive oil and rough skin, but his facial features are still quite beautiful, especially a pair of eyes, which are as dark as a deep pool, thin lips, and the corners of his mouth reveal infinite charm , It is estimated that when he was young, he was also a lovely person.

The taxi driver said: "I regretted it not long after I got married. My husband is ten years older than me. It's not that he treats me badly, but that he has no feelings for him. I still can't let go of the man I like. If it's not for his stubborn temper, if It wasn't impulsive, if it wasn't capricious, maybe things wouldn't have turned out like this?"

I asked, "What about him?"

The taxi driver sighed: "We are also married, but we are not happy. We have never forgotten each other. But, so what? We all have our own homes and children. We can't go back to the past, and there is no medicine for regret in the world." Eat, we don't have a chance to start over."

I was taken aback.

Yes, there is no regret medicine in the world.Temporary self-willed, impulsive, often do things that will be regretted for a lifetime.These days, I feel like I'm crazy, that what I'm doing isn't what I want it to be.But I seemed to be in a cup, immersed in it, unable to extricate myself.

Not long after arriving at the company, a florist took a bouquet of flowers, saying that a customer had ordered them, and asked him to deliver them to me.It was a bouquet of blue enchantresses that contained dewdrops and exuded a rich fragrance. There were eleven branches on them, and the flowers were blooming gorgeously. The mysterious and bewitching blue petals exuded infinite charm.

The colleagues in the office suddenly said "wow", and they all looked over, their eyes full of surprise.Zhuang Honghong came over, curious: "Lala, who gave this blue enchantress?"

I said: "I don't know."

Could it be Cheng Yiming?Will it?
Zhuang Honghong stretched her head to look: "Here is a card." She read the words on the card: "This is the first time I have given flowers to a girl. Su Lala, if you dare to forget me again, you know what will happen Is it?—Sun Luoyu's words."

When everyone heard this, they immediately screamed:

"Sun Luoyu!"

"Oh my God, Sun Luoyu!"

"Sun Luoyu actually sent flowers to Su Lala! It turned out to be eleven blue enchantresses!"

Hu Kang sat in his cubicle, listlessly practicing the puppets on the table, queuing up to fight.He said coldly: "The flower language of the blue enchantress: getting to know each other is a kind of destiny, the intersection of hearts makes me have endless romantic feelings; staying together is a kind of promise, in the cycle of life, I will always remember this beautiful love of mine A love story. The flower language of eleven blue enchantresses: I only care about you the most! Single-minded; I love the most in my heart!"

The colleagues in the office screamed again:
"It's so romantic."

"Su Lala, you are so lucky! You actually received flowers from Sun Luoyu!"

Hu Kang asked: "Su Lala, doesn't Sun Luoyu know that you have become someone else's wife? He even gave you the blue enchantress, and also gave you eleven sticks. If your husband knows, what will he think?"

Zhuang Honghong defended me: "This proves that lesbians are attractive. Although there are famous flowers and grasses, there is still no shortage of suitors—he is still a man who is too good to be good."

I didn't make a sound, holding the bunch of blue enchantress Gamantianxing that still contained dewdrops and exuding a fragrant fragrance, lowered my head, and took a deep sniff.

In my heart, I am not disappointed.

I thought it was sent by Zhong Cheng Yiming, who knew it wasn't.

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(End of this chapter)