He walked around him and entered the path to the guest room. He followed him and said, "So, you don't like me?"
Maybe he was a little frustrated because of my education.
After all, with his conditions, how could any woman not like him?
"Why should I like you? Because you look like my uncle?"
He became unhappy and said, "How dare you say such words to hurt me?"
"I won't believe that such words will hurt a man in his thirties who can still express love easily.
The so-called deep love is just to cover up your own ruthlessness, isn't it?"
When we got to the door, he still wanted to follow me in, but I turned around and blocked him.
"What's the meaning?"
"If love can still be expressed, then it is not true love. I understand this deeply...
You, you say it so easily, of course you don’t understand the weight of this ‘love’.”
He wanted to go in, but he didn't seem to want to leave.
I pushed him back smoothly and said: "Thank you for your troubles in teasing me, I, I refused..."
I opened the door and walked in, then looked at the door directly.
In his guest room, the door and window were on the same side. When I discovered this problem, he had already reached the window.
I was about to close the window, but he blocked it with one hand and said, "You are more feminine than I thought."
I was stunned and asked: "What do you mean?"
He said with a slight smile: "No wonder young women are so popular. Is it because of this 'taste'?"
When he said the word "taste", he really felt like a prodigal.
I became a little angry and closed the window hard, and closed the curtains with a "swipe" sound.
Damn it! I can’t even hate it?
Also, how could I hate Rong Bai?
I already feel guilty over Ye Qiu, but I don’t dare to offend Yun Che over here!
I lay on the bed, very tired, but couldn't seem to fall asleep.
I took my phone and looked at it, and there were a bunch of missed calls from Han Yichen.
Sighing, I felt that if I extended my head and retracted my head, it would be the same as a knife. It would be a quick victory.
I called back the phone as quickly as possible.
The call was quickly connected, and Han Yichen's anxious tone felt a little hoarse as it passed through the radio waves.
He said: "What happened to you? Did you use your mobile phone as a decoration?
What's going on? Didn't Mr. Lin say that you can get to the airport at 7:30 tonight? Where is the person? "
I muttered, "Well, well, I happened to be delayed by something, so, I didn't catch the flight."
"Didn't Mr. Lin say that he personally sent you to the airport?"
"Um..." I was a little nervous, just as nervous as when the thesis defense examiner asked me questions.
The examiner looked at my paper, pushed up his eyes on the bridge of his nose, and asked with a sigh: "You are so careless, you even have typos in the title of the paper.
How did you choose fashion design, a career that requires concentration?"
I said at the time: "Because the paper is for you to read, and the design draft is for the man I like, so I put all my seriousness on him..."
The examiner felt angry and funny, angry and helpless.
I managed to get through it reluctantly.
"Han Yichen, let me tell you something very serious. I hope you can understand me.
It’s not that I don’t care about my children, nor that I don’t fulfill my duties as a mother, I just want to do my career on the side.”
I wish I could sit upright, like a good student reporting his homework to the teacher.
Han Yichen was silent for a moment and said calmly: "Okay, you say it."
"Yun Che, the vice president of Haiyong Company, I got to know him because of Mr. Lin's introduction.
So, he asked me to design a new set of uniforms for the crew of Haiyong Company.
Therefore, I need to stay here for a few more days to learn more about Haiyong.
In order to be able to integrate the corporate soul of their company into my design.
This may not be a problem for you, but it is a good opportunity for me, who has just been hindered in my career."
I don’t know why, one day, when I work hard to build a career, I need to explain so much to Han Yichen here?
His reaction was very strange, he just said "oh" lightly and said: "Since it is work, then you should stay a few more days.
Haiyong is a large company with great influence, so designing crew uniforms for their company is indeed a good opportunity."
I was surprised: "You, you agreed?"
"Of course, why should I object?"
"Then, Tang Xinrong, I'll just trouble you...
In fact, he is very well-behaved, but you have to follow him. If he cries at night, he is either hungry, pooping, or there is an unpleasant smell in the room.
If he still doesn't sleep after a while, or he slept too much during the day, or there is something else that doesn't satisfy him, play him some songs or give him a teething stick, and he will behave."
Because he is so easy to talk to, I am somewhat proud to share with him my parenting experience that I have learned over a long period of time.
"I know all this. Tang Xinrong is also my son, so why is it troublesome?
Then work hard and try to come back soon! Tang Xinrong has been noisy these days, probably because he misses you...
But please don’t refuse to answer my calls. Although we are divorced, I will always be closer to you than others!
I don’t want anything to happen to you. If anything happens to you, I will help you unconditionally, not only because you are the mother of my son, but more because of the friendship between you and me that we grew up with."
What kind of trick is this?
When you were cold-blooded and violent towards me for three years after getting married, why didn’t you think of the bond we had growing up together?
I hung up the phone in an inexplicable panic, and immediately after, he sent me many videos and photos of Tang Xinrong.