Hundreds of millions of treasures: black-bellied mommy is very popular

This kind of Li Weiwei has a little more vitality, which makes her more popular.

But it is precisely because of this popularity that people are even more worried.

PTSD, one of the manifestations of post-traumatic stress disorder, is avoiding the fact that it happened before.

And changing your personality to pretend you don't care about anything is the most effective way to escape the facts.

What Li Weiwei lost was a womb.

No matter how strong the mentality is, it is impossible for a person to have nothing after losing a vital organ.

Bai Chengyun's eyes fell into deep thought quietly, "Listen to grandpa, stay here first, and wait for the injury to heal.

"Why even you... Forget it."

Li Weiwei was speechless, and pushed the wheelchair to Su Qingyue's side, "Qingyue, it's a good thing I have you here with me, otherwise the company will face 'Mr. I really might as well recite a few English dictionaries.

"Su Qingyue heard the inadvertent anger in Li Weiwei's tone, the smile in her eyes spread to the corners of her eyes, and even the fine lines were about to be drawn out, "Weiwei, your body is the most important thing now.

"I can't wait any longer.

She picked up the luggage bag from Xin Gan's feet, "I still have something to do, so I'll go first.

" Li Weiwei seemed surprised when she saw the luggage, "Qingyue, are you leaving now?" Just when Bai Yuanhai had arranged everything and came out of the room, when he heard Li Weiwei's question, he said "tsk", "It's fine if you don't stay in the hospital honestly, where are you going?"Where is Qiuyuan fully equipped with doctors? "Su Qingyue looked back.

Bai Yuanhai was looking at him, Li Weiwei was looking at him, the two little guys, including Leng Cang and the rest of the servants, their gazes were all on him.

Only Bai Chengyun did not.

She clenched the strap of the luggage bag tightly, it was a little hard, and it hurt her palms, all the way to the depths of her chest.

"Grandpa, I also have family members, don't worry.

Su Qingyue was sure that after she said the word "family", Bai Yuanhai would not stop her again.

Bai Yuanhai will be nice to himself, but the feud between the Bai and Su families will always be a hurdle for him.

So her family members were not tolerated by Bai Yuanhai either.

Sure enough, Bai Yuanhai's face turned cold, he didn't move forward, he just held his cane and said in a deep voice: "Let Leng Cang take you there.

Su Qingyue didn't refuse, "Okay."

After saying goodbye to the two little guys, she turned around, lifted her foot, stepped out of the living room door, and left everyone's sight, step by step.

Behind her, the servant was busy taking care of Li Weiwei, inquiring about her health and asking if there was anything else needed in the room.

That will eventually be a picture that will always exist in the future, and she, Su Qingyue, will always be a person outside the picture.

Leng Cang drove the car himself, all the way to Daxue Road, and at every traffic light in the middle, he would take a look at Su Qingyue in the rearview mirror.

Su Qingyue pretended not to notice that he hesitated to speak, and even stopped Leng Cang after the car stopped, "My uncle's house is not high, I can go up by myself.

"After speaking, I got out of the car first, and walked away with my luggage.

It's just that the fast-footed person, after turning the corner and blocking Leng Cang's sight, slowly stepped down, and finally his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't move forward any more.

Too many things have happened recently, whether it's relationship or career, Su Qingyue is overwhelmed with everything, she allows herself to be sad for a minute in this situation.

When the seconds countdown on the phone screen reached zero, she took a long, deep breath, picked up her luggage and started walking again.

Su Qingyue, who was capable, agile and invincible, returned instantly.

She went back to her uncle's house to put down her luggage, but before she had time to pack it, she greeted her uncle and the others, and went out again.

It takes 40 minutes to go to the studio by subway. During these 40 minutes, she can send out more than [-] resumes.

After getting out of the subway, her mobile phone signal was full, and she called out the phone number of the company that hadn't sent her resume in time. If she could get through, she took the initiative to call and ask: "Hello, I saw that your company has registered recruitment information on the XX website. Are you looking for a costume designer?" "Sorry we're full.

’ ‘Oh that’s just free advertising, we’re not hiring anymore.

"You send your resume first, and we will notify you when we have news."

"... There are various answers, but they all come together in one meaning - don't want people.

Su Qingyue didn't care, she hadn't looked for a job after graduating from university, and even after she was released from prison, she still worked alone.

The current employment environment is so uncertain, she is not in a hurry, she can take her time.

Yes, take your time.

Hypnotizing herself like this, Su Qingyue stepped into the studio where she had been staying for more than half a year for the last time.

No one came for a long time, and it was too sudden when the police came to seal it up. The whole studio was in a mess, documents and papers were scattered all over the floor, and the desktop was also covered with thick dust.

The factory burned down to nothing but the frame, and the studio was so bad, it was no wonder that her assets would be liquidated.

With a helpless smile on the corner of Su Qingyue's mouth, she picked up the papers one by one and tidied them up.

Then go to the bathroom and get a basin of water, and wipe the wet rag next to the table.

This is the place she has fought for, and it is the place she loves and loves. Even if she wants to leave, she must leave it clean and spotless.

When Su Qingyue finished cleaning every corner, the sun was about to set.

She hasn't eaten since noon, but at this moment, she doesn't feel hungry.

I still have the strength to take out my mobile phone and check the recruitment website.

Still no company contacted her, only a few emails, clicked in, either it was the recruitment of an insurance company, or it was a wide-spread advertisement for handing out leaflets on the street.

Su Qingyue felt a slight toothache while writing a few emails. She wouldn't end up in the same place, wearing a doll costume and handing out leaflets on the street, right?A generation of fashion designers fell before they became famous?sorrow.

Su Qingyue locked the screen, out of sight.

Before I could throw the phone into the bag, the bell rang.

It's an unfamiliar number, it should be a company notifying her for an interview.

Su Qingyue quickly opened the green button to pick it up, "Hello, I'm Su Qingyue.

"One of the telephone interview skills is to first speak politely and report your family name to leave a good impression on the other party.

This is the experience that Su Qingyue just searched on X Degree this morning.

There was a deep male voice on the receiver, magnetic and mellow: "Miss Su? I'm Meng Peicheng.

I'm in the coffee shop opposite Ms. Su's studio. Can Ms. Su do me a favor and let's meet? "Meng Peicheng? Su Qingyue quickly searched for information related to this name in her mind, and finally the picture stayed on the man who greeted Bai Chengyun on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival Chamber of Commerce.

Also that night, YOYO left without saying goodbye, saying that he was going out to relax, but there is no news yet.

If it weren't for the occasional update of Moments, Su Qingyue would almost think that she had become a missing person.