Genuine Wife and Slave: 108 Types of Love and Killing

"Have you waited for a long time?"

"No, I just arrived for a while."

An noticed that Zhang Huayi dressed up very energetically today, which was completely different from his appearance in the garment factory. He looked much more handsome now, and he seemed to match An very well.

Song Qingcheng, who was standing aside, kept winking at An, as if saying that this man was very nice.This made Zhang Huayi at the side a little overwhelmed.

An subconsciously avoided her winks, as if afraid of being seen through, and walked into the exhibition hall with her on his arm.

"Today's oil painting exhibition is a very famous painter, you should like it. His paintings have been generally praised by people in the industry, even those who have no foundation in painting appreciate his words."

Song Qingcheng was listening to the two people's comments on the exhibition. The whole process was like a freely moving marionette. When they took a step, she followed.

Ann stood in front of an oil painting, unable to move, she was deeply attracted by this painting.

That is, this painting is very similar to the old house in the alley that she lived in when she was a child. The color tone is warmer, and the dim sunset renders the painting paper a sense of serenity and tranquility. This reminds Ann of going back many years ago. The appearance of time.

The original place has now been demolished and a new house has been built, and layers of elevator rooms have fallen on top of the old house, and the old appearance of the wall hit at dusk is no longer visible, nor is the hope carved on the wall when I was a child.

Time passed quickly, and she had already entered the age of 40 in the blink of an eye, but her emotional sustenance was indeed empty.She was still thinking about the tenderness in the old days, and a burst of sadness came to her heart.

Zhang Huayi, who was standing on the side, seemed to have sensed something, and also shared his opinion on the side.

"This painting can indeed resonate with people. The painter is also a person with a story. Otherwise, how could it resonate so strongly with people?"

The art exhibition started at 3:3, and most of the people left after walking around for an hour, but the three of them just spent [-] hours in the exhibition before ending today's exhibition itinerary.

"How do you feel about today's show?"

An is looking forward to Zhang Hua's evaluation of today's event, and she hopes to bring him a pleasant experience.

"It's very good. I haven't been so open-minded for a long time. My time is always occupied by work. Today is a good rest. It really makes people feel clear and refreshed."

“That was great, the show really served its purpose.”

"It's getting late, if you don't have an appointment, why don't you have dinner together?"

Song Qingcheng hastily added a sentence,

"I have an appointment with Leng Jinyan. Let's have dinner together tonight. An has no appointment. How about you two have dinner together?"

An looked at Song Qingcheng, like how did you abandon me.

"Then would you like to have a dinner together?"

Zhang Hua extended an invitation to An, with a sincere look on his face, hoping that he would accept the invitation.

"I have nothing to do, so let's eat together."

Although An was a little embarrassed, she still agreed boldly, deliberately pretending to be calm and at ease, and her heart still couldn't stop beating faster.

If it was an invitation from other men, An might also agree, but without the nervous throbbing at this moment. A woman in her 40s matures too slowly, her spring seems to be in full bloom.

"Then you two have a good meal, and I will go to my appointment. I wish you a happy dinner."

Song Qingcheng left these words and walked in the opposite direction, leaving in a hurry.

"This Song Qingcheng is really, she left me after having a husband, a typical example of forgetting friends after seeing sex."

"But I'm still very grateful to her for giving me a chance to be alone with you."

An was a little surprised by Zhang Hua's sudden words.Is this a veiled confession?But An didn't dare to jump to conclusions. It's better not to expect too much about such a thing.

The two had dinner at a Japanese restaurant, and they entered this restaurant without knowing how, and neither of them had any objections.

During the dinner, it was not as chatty as during the exhibition, it was relatively quiet, and the atmosphere was a little cautious, as if there was something important and sacred to announce every moment.

Zhang Hua was actually very excited inside. He listened to every word An said and found it very interesting. Every time he glanced at An, it would cause a reaction in his lower body. What's wrong with him?
An on the table also felt the same way, and the atmosphere between the two was delicate.The atmosphere was extremely ambiguous.

As soon as Zhang Hua sent An downstairs, she suddenly confessed to An with a serious voice.

"I really think I like you, can you date me?"

Ann was taken aback by the man in front of her, she didn't expect him to say such a thing at this time.

"Okay. I like you too."

It may be that the hormones in the two of them are too high, and both of them have undergone wonderful changes.

After watching an exhibition, having a dinner, and traveling for a while, the two of them decided that the other was their significant other.

An was still recalling the imprint Zhang Huayi left on her lips when they parted, and she couldn't believe that she just started dating like this.It feels dreamy, like an unrealistic dream.

The text messages Zhang Hua sent after arriving home seemed to verify that what happened just now was true.

Lying on the bed, enjoying the hug and kiss just now, the heart that sank to the bottom of the sea is now boiling with enthusiasm, causing the state of mind that is as still as water to be turbulent.

"An is probably going to fall in love. I think he has a lot of feelings for that factory manager today."

"Which factory manager?"

"It's the director of the garment factory that our company entrusts us to make clothes."

"Oh?"

Song Qingcheng was lying on the bed talking about today's art exhibition with Leng Jinyan. She deeply hoped that An Neng and Zhang Huayi would have a good result, and that she could understand the pain of a woman when she is alone.

Song Qingcheng has already regarded An as her big sister. She hopes that An can reap a beautiful love and a comfortable life, just like she is now happy.

Just as Song Qingcheng and Leng Jin were talking sweetly, Song Qingcheng's cell phone rang suddenly, and a new message was received.The prompts are constantly flashing, which is really uncomfortable.

Song Qingcheng's obsessive-compulsive disorder forced her to pick up her mobile phone to check what information it was.

"Want to know Ann's secret? She is from the Rong family."

Song Qingcheng looked at the text message without a name, and was really curious. Who sent such a text message?What is his purpose?

Leng Jinyan also got up to see who spoiled the sweetness of the two of them.

"Who is disturbing us at this time? It's really disturbing."

Leng Jinyan leaned his head on Song Qingcheng, and saw the content of the text message on the phone.

"Who is this text message from?"

"I don't know, I don't have a name."

"This person's mind is not pure, it seems that he wants to make trouble."

"What's wrong?"

"If Ann is a member of the Rong family as said in the text message, then what is Ann hiding from you? Do you trust her?"

Song Qingcheng looked at Leng Jinyan, she didn't know what Leng Jinyan meant by saying this, what threat did An pose to them or what tricks An was doing secretly?

"What do you mean by that?"

"I'm just curious and a little skeptical. An and you are in the same company, and now Rongxi is working with me on Li's project. Both of us are following An's pace, so we will inevitably have some scruples."

"Don't say that. Ann won't do me any harm. I believe her. What's more, the content of this text message has not been confirmed yet. We shouldn't doubt her for no reason."

Leng Jinyan looked at An with a cautious attitude, but Song Qingcheng, who is so emotional, would not easily doubt her friend, and the two had a disagreement on the issue of An.

"Well, let's not think about it for the time being. Tomorrow or when, you'd better ask her about this matter. It's not good to face anyone in your heart."

Listening to what Leng Jinyan said, Song Qingcheng was thinking, what is there that An is hiding from her?

Speaking of An's life experience, Song Qingcheng realized that An was never willing to mention it. She didn't know her parents, didn't know where she was born, and even whether her parents were still alive. They had known each other for so long. Know.

Song Qingcheng put a big question mark on An in her heart. There are really too many unknown secrets about her.

Seeing Song Qingcheng's dazed look, Leng Jinyan sat up,
"It's okay, since you trust her, she must have no ill intentions towards you."

Then he kissed her forehead,
"Rest well, you will know the result tomorrow."

Song Qingcheng could only agree.

Both of them got up very early and drove to the company respectively.

"What if An is from the Rong family?"

Song Qingcheng asked An Ning in the car,
"What? She is from the Rong family? How is that possible?"

Song Qingcheng told An Ning what happened last night, and An Ning also looked incredible.

"I don't think she is such a person. Do you want to ask her clearly?"

"Well, it's better like this, I don't want to leave a knot in my heart."

"I support you, and I also believe in Ann. Maybe there is something hidden, we can help her."

In the car, the two decided to have a good chat with An about this matter when they returned to the office.

Last night's love affair made An Shi radiant. Today, An accidentally wore a very young dress. When she walked into the company, all the song staff didn't recognize her, and they thought it was some customer Or someone who walked to the wrong office floor.

"Good morning everyone, have a good day at work."

When Ann spoke the first sentence, everyone was stunned. Isn't this Ann?How could she change her appearance like this? Recently, everyone has been stimulated by some mysterious force, and everyone seems to have been completely reborn.

An turned around, and the skirt was pleated, which was really pretty.

"Why are the bosses so changeable recently? It seems that our company's feng shui is very good. Maybe we will be the next one."

"You think too much. That's the life of a rich person, not a poor family like you and me."

"···"

There was another heated discussion in the office.