"The flash marriage is more reliable. You can say whatever you want, without taking into account the relationship for many years." The girl sipped her coffee and said to her, "Because everyone has a clear goal. If you don't talk about feelings, you just need to find a long-term partner."
"You didn't fall in love at first sight?" Shu Ran was frightened. "Don't talk about feelings? But humans all have feelings."
"We..." Tong Hua felt that it was hard to explain clearly in a few words, "It's a bit complicated, but it's really good. I like this model very much."
"Is he stable in his work? How about his economic foundation? Are he generous to you?" Shu Ran cared about her.
"There is no problem with money. I gave me a card and let me swipe it casually." Tong Hua said to her with a smile, "We also plan to have children. His grandfather likes me very much. I think... everyone's relationship will grow stronger in the future.
Come and ease.”
"Where is your mother-in-law?" Shu Ran asked curiously, "How is she treating you?"
Thinking of Lu Yuchuan's mother, Tong Hua smiled again, "I am a mother-in-law, I have no interest in paying attention to me, and I don't stay together. I have been married for so long and I haven't said a word."
"She doesn't like you?"
"She..." She doesn't even like her son!
But in order to save face for Lu Yuchuan, even if the relationship is good, Tong Hua did not tell her clearly, but just smiled, "It's okay, it's not like it or not, it's more democratic."
After drinking coffee with my good friend for half an hour, I learned about each other's current situation, enlightened each other, and encouraged each other. Then Tong Hua took her to go shopping.
She found that the clothes Shu Ran was wearing were bought when she was in college and were a little pilled.
She couldn't help feeling sad and very distressed, "Ranran, even if a woman gets married and has children, she should dress up her own. If you can't bear to spend the money he earns, one day there will be other women spending it for you. Men like beautiful ones.
Women, and the fairy tale stack has already started to make profits.”
"With a child, it's very expensive, and milk powder and complementary diapers are all money. I feel sorry for him, so I haven't gone shopping for a long time." Shu Ran said to her, "But if his mother comes to take care of the child, I plan to return to the workplace.
Subsidizing household income can also be considered as retrieving oneself.”
Tong Hua gave her a thumbs up, "A very wise decision! I support the return of reporter Shuda! I will definitely fight for your world! A true winner in life. When the child is born, his career is done. I will learn from you.
.”
"When will the one you brought you to gather with us?" Shu Ran asked.
"No hurry, if you have a chance in the future," Tong Hua said mockingly, "I am not very familiar with him. Let's get to know him first."
Shu Ran couldn't help but be amused by her, "What about you? Are you under great pressure to be a designer?"
"A little bit, after all, people are under a lot of pressure to live."
Then Tong Hua brushed Lu Yuchuan's card and bought clothes for himself and Shu Ran.
In the study at home, a man in a black shirt was having a video conference. He was noble in temperament and fluent French, leading the transnational conference.
The phone sounds from time to time, and it is a message of spending.
More than one hundred, more than two hundred, more than four hundred, seven or eight transactions were consumed, and none of them exceeded five hundred yuan.
Lu Yuchuan frowned slightly, a little insulting the identity of "Madam of the President".
This is what is called, to swipe his card?
This unsavory woman has bought cheap clothes again!
Lu Yuchuan put on his cell phone, his eyes were deep, and he continued to dominate the meeting, communicating with the senior executives of the branch in the conference room on the other end of the video.
Although he is young, everyone obeys 100% of the decisions he makes.
After Tong Hua and Shu Ran separated, she was about to take a taxi home when she received a call from Gao Qingrong.
Tong Hua stopped, stood on the street and listened to the content coming from his phone. His eyebrows tightened little by little, and said hurriedly, "Okay, mom, don't cry! I'll come here right away!"