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670 This is the reality

Mother Han didn't dare to answer easily, "It's so late, why are you calling me?" She was very puzzled and asked carefully, "If you want to call me, you'll call me."

But the mayor urged, "Come on now, there must be something wrong."

Han's mother slid her finger over the answer button. Before she could speak, a low magnetic voice came from the other end of her phone, "Hello, mayor's wife, I'm Jingting."

"Hello, Mr. Jing, I know it's you." The woman smiled and said a little more flattering in her tone. "Is there anything wrong with calling me so late?"

"Your daughter has been living in our house for a while." Jingting said calmly, "She was intern at Jingshi Group. She was my wife's assistant and was good friends with my wife. Do you know this?"

"I know, thank you for your care."

"So after work, they went back to my side together. The house in Emerald Bay is big anyway."

Mother Han looked at the middle-aged man beside him, and then said something grateful to President Jing.

After a few simple conversations, the call ended.

So they were relieved.

As long as your daughter is safe, it doesn’t matter where you live.

"Let's go to bed early too." said Han's mother, "Go to Emerald Bay to see her tomorrow morning and express her gratitude to General Jing and Mrs. Jing in person."

"OK."

The next morning.

Su Lingling took her bag and walked out of the rental house, five minutes away from the bus stop.

The three girls not far away also happened to go out.

Although I don’t know them, I have seen them many times and live in the unit building next door.

"My mother, don't forget us if you have a great success in the future." One of the girls said with the arm of the other girl, "Do you really want all these things at home? Will you not come back to stay tonight?"

"No, you all use it." The girl's voice was sweet and gentle, and her dress was different from the other two, and she looked more fashionable.

Su Lingling remembers that she didn't do this before.

Not far away, a Mercedes-Benz car stopped, and the girl named Wumeng waved to them, "Sisters, I'll leave first, my boyfriend is here to pick me up!"

"Okay, always contact us when you have time."

They waved their hands and said goodbye, without hugging, unlike saying goodbye.

Su Lingling saw the girl twisting her waist in her high heels and walking quickly towards the Mercedes-Benz car. A young man got out of the car and opened the passenger door for her and protected her to sit in the car.

The man returned to the cab and the Mercedes drove away quickly.

The two girls who were left sighed and walked towards the bus stop, and Su Lingling followed them.

"I want me to tell you, we can't learn this level of my wife." The girl shook her head in disappointment, "She has learned to act coquettishly and has also enrolled in a course."

"Then you have to have money to report. I heard that it costs a few hundred dollars per class."

"After that divorced old man made some money, packed himself with a watch and bag, turned around and threw himself into the arms of a young man. This is a routine that many girls use now."

"She has a breast augmented, so this rich second generation likes her right? Her current figure has always been her confidence. She can look at her in front of the mirror for a long time after taking a shower. Men have this needs."

"I want to tell you that girls born in ordinary families either accept their fate or recognize their father." Some people have concluded that "you can only marry a down-to-earth life after working hard for a lifetime."

"Yes, having a baby, mortgage, car, milk, diapers, can crush people to death. After getting married, you can go out for tens of thousands or tens of thousands of yuan for hot pot. There are several aunts in the family who hire."

"It's all fate..."

Su Lingling got on the bus, and she found a seat to sit down, and was forced to listen to them chatting, and she felt a miscellaneous feeling in her heart.


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