Sang Xiaoyu snorted and said, "You just like to smile playfully, talk cleverly, change concepts secretly, evade the important and take the easy, and try to get through like a scoundrel."
Jiang Chunhui still looked like a young man and said, "I don't like how serious you are. Why don't you be more relaxed?"
Sang Xiaoyu said: "How many days have you been divorced? You are doing this in such a high-profile manner and you are not afraid of people talking about you behind your back?"
Jiang Chunhui found it particularly funny and said, "Do you think I would be afraid of this? The reason why I didn't go out with you like this before was because I felt that I was an unknown teacher, but it's different now.
I am single now and can be with you openly. Xiaoyu, don’t think too much. I came here today to have a few serious words with you.
I really want to change my ways. During the Chinese New Year, my dad and my mom beat me up and said they were no longer willing to help me. You have to know that there are many veteran-level people in my hotel.
They are all my father's spies, and the old man is very knowledgeable about my every move. He said that if I have any gossip again, he will take back the management rights and let me collect rent every year..."
Sang Xiaoyu looked at him, and Jiang Chunhui said quickly: "My parents told me to find a reliable and loyal person who would help me resolve the marriage issues properly.
I really want to have a good family. When I go home every day, there will be a light on at home for me. I also want a good woman who cares about me and loves me to wait for me at home every day.
I don't want to spend the day and night anymore, I'm tired.
I really don’t trust others, and I don’t really trust myself anymore. It’s only you. I only trust you now. With you, you can also urge me to take the right path..."
Sang Xiaoyu said: "I am your private policeman?"
Jiang Chunhui immediately waved his hand and said, "Don't get me wrong, I only trust you in my life now, and I really want to find a woman like you."
Sang Xiaoyu said: "Our ideas are completely inconsistent, just like two non-intersecting railway tracks."
Jiang Chunhui didn't believe this and said, "Don't believe this. As long as we love each other, everything can be overcome."
Then he raised his hands and said: "Aren't you the most disgusted with me taking care of you? I won't care about you from now on. You can do whatever you like. I won't force you to do anything you don't like. In short, I give you all freedom. If
If you still can’t fall in love with me, I’ll let you go.”
Sang Xiaoyu was a little touched when he heard what he said, but she still refused and said, "We can become best friends, and we really can't force anything else."
Jiang Chunhui walked in front of her, looked at her, and asked seriously: "I dare not ask you if you have loved me, but I want to know, do you hate me?"
Sang Xiaoyu also thought about it seriously, shook her head and said, "I don't hate it."
Jiang Chunhui clapped his hands happily and said, "That's enough. As long as there isn't much resentment between us, it's a good start."
Sang Xiaoyu sighed and said: "In my imagination, I really want to find a man who is gentle, elegant, and has a strong bookish style from head to toe..."
"Forget it, it's not life but a show. Xiaoyu, give me a chance. I only need one chance. I also know that this opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I have experienced thousands of sails in life, and I want to dock in a warm harbor.
You are my harbor."
Sang Xiaoyu was told by him that he had no way to escape. If he refused, it would probably be embarrassing for both of them.
Then he seemed to think it over carefully and then said: "Then let's implement the agreement for one year. If you don't make any mistakes in my opinion within one year, or you think I haven't done anything serious, then we can try
Together."
Jiang Chunhui's eyes immediately lit up and he said, "You promised me?"
Sang Xiaoyu said: "Otherwise, what should I do? I really don't want to agree to you, but you seem to be sincere. In fact, I don't have any confidence in my heart. Let alone a year, I think we will have to fight in less than three months."
Jiang Chunhui smiled and said: "I don't believe it. You want to fight me, but I still ignore you. Xiaoyu, to be honest, I won't interfere with you, but the business road is too difficult. You
Have you ever thought about it?"
Sang Xiaoyu asked helplessly: "Which way is easier? Tell me? Stay at home and be a rich wife? That is not the life I want. I will not be happy. I have no sense of security. I have to step out, no matter what."
It’s so painful, I think it’s hard to bear it.”
Jiang Chunhui didn't dare to say anything more, but he was dissatisfied in his heart. He thought, if I hadn't extended a helping hand, how would your difficulties have been so easy?
"How about I hand over the management of my store to you? Don't you want to take it to the next level?"
Sang Xiaoyu immediately shook his head and said: "Forget it, I didn't think so long ago. Xingyu Hotel is now very prosperous, but it is unknown whether it can last."
Jiang Chunhui walked around the room a few times and said, "You are too down-to-earth. You can't be too down-to-earth when running a restaurant. Some things must be used flexibly."
Sang Xiaoyu asked him how to use it?
Jiang Chunhui originally wanted to give a long speech about his experience in doing business, but he obviously knew that it was not the time to teach the secrets, so he had to say hey and say that he finally got her permission, so why did he get involved in business again?
Sang Xiaoyu quickly said: "Okay, let's not talk anymore. You just like romantic things. Let me see how you are romantic?"
In fact, Jiang Chunhui still wants her to return to the family and be a good wife and mother. This is his ultimate ideal.
But now he didn't dare to say these words, so he had no choice but to let her do what she liked. One day when he was too tired, he told her that he was willing to pay for her future.
Jiang Chunhui was filled with joy at Sang Xiaoyu's promise, which could be regarded as acceptance of him, so he wanted to go even further and opened his arms to welcome Sang Xiaoyu into his arms.
Sang Xiaoyu ignored him and said that it would be bright without some sunshine, but I would like to see the effects.
Jiang Chunhui didn't bother, and immediately stretched out his hand and said: "Please ask my wife to go to work, and I will drive you thousands of miles away."
Sang Xiaoyu then went back to the back room to dry her clothes.
Sang Xiaoyu was afraid that Jiang Chunhui would follow, so she locked the door. She looked out through the gap in the door and saw that Jiang Chunhui had not followed at all. Sang Xiaoyu was relieved.
She carefully selected several pieces of clothing and tried on several before putting on her favorite purple shirt and slender nine-quarter pants before opening the door with satisfaction.
Jiang Chunhui was looking at the photo of Sang Xiaoyu and her son hanging in the living room. Sang Xiaoyu in the photo seemed to be in the clouds and fog, which was both beautiful and unreal.
When Jiang Chunhui saw Sang Xiaoyu come out, he immediately stepped forward to hold her in his arms, and they went downstairs together.
Jiang Chunhui kept making small movements with his hands, which made Sang Xiaoyu very angry.
Jiang Chunhui glanced sideways at Sang Xiaoyu and said in his heart: Just pretend. When I capture you one day, even if you beg me to be affectionate, I may not agree...