"Hahaha, let's see, they laughed me to death." An Zhisu ran over, gave Ye Lancheng his cell phone, and then went to the kitchen to get the dishes.
Ye Lancheng took the phone and looked at it, with a slight smile on his lips. His little wife would go to the circle of friends to show her affection. Well, very good, worthy of praise. Ye Lancheng is an action man, and he praises when he says praise. He took out his mobile phone and opened it.
On WeChat, I clicked on An Zhisu's profile picture, sent a wave of red envelope transfers, then collected them all for An Zhisu, and then took a screenshot with my mobile phone.
Then I posted my first friend circle since opening WeChat.
A screenshot of a rain of 5,200 red envelopes, with the text: Dog food, take it, no thanks.
Half a minute later, the comment area collapsed.
Xia Jingze: The system prompts that you have lost your cute little Aze.
Su Qingchen: System prompt: You have lost your cute Qingchen.
Bai Xinci: The system prompts that you have lost your mother.
Su Ye: The system prompts that you have been blocked by your friend Su Ye.
Jiang Teng: The system prompts that you have been blocked by your friend Jiang Teng.
Xia Ning: The system prompts that you have been blocked by your friend Xia Ning.
System: System prompts, Dear WeChat user, due to your brutal dog abuse behavior, you have been blacklisted by WeChat.
Ye Lancheng looked at the last comment and clicked on the profile picture with an expressionless face. He went into the photo album and took a look. It turned out that Song Jiaren had deliberately changed her name.
Ye Lancheng didn't reply to any of the comments. He put away his phone, raised the corners of his lips, tortured the dog a lot, and was in a good mood. Let's eat.
An Zhisu didn't know anything about Ye Lancheng's brutal dog abuse. She came out with the bowls and chopsticks, set them up and sat down to eat.
Ding dong!
WeChat alerted that there was new news, and An Zhisu picked up his phone and took a look.
Xia Jingze: Oh, sister-in-law, I feel uncomfortable.
An Zhisu: You deserve it!
Xia Jingze: Hey, sister-in-law, how could you do this to me? I was the one who gave Brother Lan Cheng the idea.
An Zhisu: Haha, your idea is really bad. Let’s talk about it. Next time, can you suggest that your brother Lancheng give me a red envelope to coax me?
Xia Jingze: Is it 50/50 that you received the red envelope?
An Zhisu:19.
Xia Jingze: Forty-six.
An Zhisu: Twenty-eight, no more.
Xia Jingze: Deal.
An Zhisu: It’s a pleasure to cooperate.
Xia Jingze: Huh?
An Zhisu put down the phone happily, and before he could swallow a mouthful of toast, another new message came in on WeChat.
An Zhisu opened WeChat again, this time it was from Song Jiaren.
Song Jiaren: [Picture] The couple is very happy together? The single said that he suffered a critical hit of 10,000 points, and no LV could not coax him.
Couple having sex together?
An Zhisu was confused. She had indeed cheated on her friends, but what did Song Jiaren mean by this?
Could it be that Ye Lancheng also commented on her WeChat Moments?
An Zhisu was curious about what Ye Lancheng's comment made so angry, but as soon as she opened the picture, her jaw almost dropped.
Ye Lancheng actually went to post on WeChat Moments!
This is simply like the blooming of iron trees and the red rain falling from the sky, something that only happens once in a thousand years.
Moreover, this circle of friends was still used to show off affection, and she wondered if Ye Lancheng had been tricked. An Zhisu quickly put away the picture, and first went to his WeChat wallet to confirm the amount of change, and saw that there was so much change out of thin air.
After spending tens of thousands of dollars, I was sure that the picture Song Jiaren sent me was not photoshopped, so I quickly checked Ye Lancheng's circle of friends again.
.
Ye Lancheng's circle of friends is as clean as a piece of white paper. At this moment, the first and only circle of friends is lying quietly in it, spreading nonsense in a simple, rude and straightforward way. It's just...a bit too much.
"Ye Lancheng, who leaned over you?" An Zhisu asked in shock Ye Lancheng, who was dining elegantly.
Ye Lancheng: "What?"
"You just posted a message on Moments, did you know?" An Zhisu still found it incredible. This is not Ye Lancheng's style.
Ye Lancheng nodded indifferently: "I know."
An Zhisu:......
This guy actually knew that he wasn't being leaned over by someone, nor was he being lowered.
When did the noble and cool Ye Lancheng become so down-to-earth and would post on WeChat Moments and social media?
After An Zhisu confirmed that Ye Lancheng posted the WeChat Moments himself, he replied to Song Jiaren's WeChat message.
An Zhisu: I’ll send it to you later. Do you have the lipstick color you like?
Song Jiaren: Wow, you really want to give it to me.
An Zhisu: It must be given away. It is everyone’s responsibility to care for single dogs.
Song Jiaren: If being single means Chanel, Coach, Prada and LV, then please let me be single for the rest of my life.
An Zhisu: With all due respect, you are a bit short-sighted.
Song Jiaren was confused: What does it mean?
An Zhisu: Do you think someone gave me these when I was single? No, but as soon as I got married, I got them immediately, and they were given wholesale. So in the long run, you'd better get married early.
Song Jiaren:......
After An Zhisu stimulated Song Jiaren for a while, he silently put down his phone and started eating in a good mood.
After breakfast, An Zhisu put away the dishes and Ye Lancheng changed his clothes and went out.
An Zhisu carried the neatly arranged bags and lipsticks on the floor one by one to the cloakroom in the bedroom. Originally, most of the cloakroom was filled with Ye Lancheng's clothes, and hers only occupied less than one-tenth of the space.
But in the few months after the marriage, An Zhisu had more and more things. Some were bought by herself, and some were gifts from Song Jiaren, but most of them were prepared by Ye Lancheng. Clothes, shoes, and accessories took up half of the cloakroom.
An Zhisu put the three bags selected by Song Jiaren into a pocket, and put the rest into the cabinet. As for lipstick, she really didn't have room to put so many, dozens of lipsticks, so she had to use them
The year of the monkey and the month of the horse.
An Zhisu stared at the pile of lipsticks and thought for a while, and finally decided to give them away. She counted the girls she knew around her, and found that there were only a few in total. Each person had to leave half of the two lipsticks.
"When a man makes a fortune, even a woman feels inferior to him." An Zhisu sighed while dividing his lipstick, wondering if Ye Lancheng's salary card would have to be confiscated in the future. But then he thought about Ye Lancheng being the boss, so he gave up on this idea.
An Zhisu put a label on each lipstick to be given out, with the name written on the label. She felt that giving gifts should be sincere, and you should not give them away just because you can't use them all. It would not be polite to others. So.
She is very careful according to each
She picked out the color number that suits others based on her skin color, and then put a label on it to avoid sending it by mistake. It took an hour to sort it out, and when she went out, the car in the back seat was full of bags.
and lipstick, her first stop was the studio. As soon as she entered the studio, she was surrounded by girls begging for mental damage, claiming that she
Suffering 10,000 points of damage. An Zhisu shook the handbag in his hand and said: "I knew you would do this, No, I will suffer mental damage."