Neither of them spoke, and Jiang Chunhui felt extremely aggrieved.
Sang Xiaoyu knew that he was unhappy, but she was unwilling to bow her head in such a situation, so she had to speak first.
"Okay, this matter is over. I didn't have anything to do with it, so you don't have to be so angry. Compared with the helping hand you extended in times of crisis, this little thing is nothing."
Jiang Chunhui's favorite thing is when Sang Xiaoyu mentions the past. Just mentioning it makes him feel better.
Sang Xiaoyu had already figured out his little thoughts.
He honked the horn twice and said, "I'm angry with Fei Jiani and Wang Ximo. One is a talkative woman and the other is a woman."
Fei Jiani's words made Jiang Chunhui's heart skip a beat. Don't let her ruin the peaceful time he finally got, he thought with a look of disaster on his face.
The relationship between Sang Xiaoyu and herself became pretty good day by day. She was unwilling to accept herself because she still had a marriage.
Successful men have some blind self-confidence. Jiang Chunhui definitely thinks that he is a charming and successful man. It is only a matter of time before Sang Xiaoyu is surrendered by him.
She is still aloof now, but he is still besieging the city.
Fei Jiani's words undoubtedly exposed his original unrealistic thoughts, and he became more and more disgusted with this woman.
Sang Xiaoyu pretended to be angry and said:
"If you don't want people to know unless you have stopped doing it, you are not afraid of others knowing it since you have done it. Also, if you scold others, why don't you reflect on yourself? What else is called a 'tongue-in-cheek woman' or a 'bitch'? Can you respect it?"
A woman?"
Jiang Chunhui glanced at Sang Xiaoyu and saw that she was not angry, so he boldly said:
"Kill and silence, I think this is the most truthful statement. I respect you. You do not belong to the category of 'women' or 'tongue-in-cheeks'. You are a lady, a lady of the family, a little girl..."
Jiang Chunhui discovered that Sang Xiaoyu's personality was completely different in her attitude towards people and things. She liked to be very aggressive when it came to things, but she was quite tolerant towards people and rarely cared about them.
Sang Xiaoyu felt that the needle point was the least interesting to Maimang, and said that the concept of "every lady" and "little family biyu" are not the same at all. No wonder she didn't study hard when she was in school. After saying this, she covered her mouth and turned her face towards the car window and laughed.
People all over the world like to listen to good things. Jiang Chunhui's hanging heart finally calmed down and he whistled deliberately in front of her.
Jiang Chunhui drove the car to the amusement park, and Sang Xiaoyu called her mother and asked her to take her son out, saying that it was getting late.
My mother replied and asked what time it was? She had gone home long ago.
Jiang Chunhui had been quietly observing her. Seeing her looking out the window and thinking for a long time, a huge stone fell in his heart.
Seeing that he had been observing her, Sang Xiaoyu said angrily: "You are too naive, like a child who has not grown up."
Jiang Chunhui obviously liked hearing such words, saying: "I am my parents' baby, and it's okay that I haven't grown up."
The conversation between the two was not satisfactory in the end. Jiang Chunhui was too embarrassed to see Sang Xiaoyu's mother and left without even entering the house.
Sang Xiaoyu thought, he spent more than 3,000 yuan tonight and didn't get even a good word. What on earth is this man trying to do?
Seeing Jiang Chunhui leave, Sang Xiaoyu had deep doubts in her heart. Is Jiang Chunhui really what he said? He would really dump her immediately after getting her.
Sang Xiaoyu felt that the night was bitingly cold. If this incident had really happened a few years ago, then they would have become heinous enemies, let alone friends.
She didn't dare think about that scene. A few years ago, she left him and was led by him to the wine table at a class reunion. In front of everyone, people called her 'sister-in-law'. That scene was really terrifying.
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Jiang Chunhui is only a few months older than her, but he is recognized as the eldest brother in the class.
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It's the end of September.
Meilanjiang holds a large-scale investment and sales event called the ‘Green Expo’ at the end of September every year.
The price of each stall is not cheap, but during the one-month trading period, apart from the bed rental, there are no fees, which attracts major merchants to be eager to give it a try.
Sang Xiaoyu also decided to rent a stall and sell her products.
She discussed with Sister Wei, and this woman, who had always been a bit conservative, immediately nodded in agreement.
The two of them prepared various matters separately, and Sang Xiaoyu had to ask Jiang Chunhui again, hoping to get the best stall and price through him.
Jiang Chunhui was almost shameless when it came to Sang Xiaoyu, but when it came to socializing outside, he was very up to date.
He was more in favor of Sang Xiaoyu's actions and said that she was beginning to take shape as a business boss.
While Sang Xiaoyu was running around, she encountered something unexpected.
On this day, when Sang Xiaoyu came out of the industrial and commercial department and walked back, she passed by an express hotel and saw a familiar figure flashing on the steps and entered the hotel.
Sang Xiaoyu quickly caught up and saw that the man was checking in at the front desk.
The man wears a suit and leather shoes and is dressed in a gentlemanly manner. Even when viewed from the back, he looks personable and is a polite and gentlemanly gentleman.
It's Ge Yunsheng.
Cheng Weiting's husband, that man who is as beautiful as a star.
Sang Xiaoyu's heart was beating wildly. Ge Yunsheng was not as calm as receiving customers. Instead, he looked around in a panic. Sang Xiaoyu hid aside and watched as he walked toward the elevator.
Coming to the hotel in broad daylight? If you are not really meeting a client, you must have something to do. Sang Xiaoyu thought of Cheng Weiting's anxious face. Everyone has strong curiosity, and Sang Xiaoyu is no exception.
Sang Xiaoyu sneaked into the hotel, came to the front desk, and asked naturally:
"I have a friend named Ge Yunsheng. He asked me to come here to discuss something. My phone suddenly ran out of battery. What room number did he have?"
The pretty waitress glanced at the name of Ge Yunsheng who had just checked in, thought for a moment and said, "Please show me your ID card."
Sang Xiaoyu said she didn't bring it, and the waitress said: "I'm sorry, I can't provide you with customer information. This is our hotel's rule."
Sang Xiaoyu was a little anxious and said, "Can you tell me his room number and I'll call him?"
The waiter picked up the phone, handed it to Sang Xiaoyu and said, "You can use our phone to call his cell phone."
Sang Xiaoyu didn't know his phone number at all, and even if she knew it, she didn't dare to call him, so she had to find an excuse that she didn't believe and left in disbelief.
When Sang Xiaoyu turned around, she saw what the waitress said to the person next to her. The two of them smiled knowingly, and Sang Xiaoyu was even more embarrassed.
Even without asking, he knew she was his wife.
Sang Xiaoyu thought that even if it was her husband, she might not follow him. For Cheng Weiting, she wanted to know the truth.
If the truth is too cruel, she must keep this secret.