Li Junhao turned his head and said as if he was particularly sad: "You don't even know how generous she is. I also told her that I liked you, but you have no idea how she responded.
It's impossible for her not to be jealous at all, but she just believes in me and says that I'm not the kind of man who flirts with women. She also said that you are also a good woman. After meeting you, I am even more sure of this."
Sang Xiaoyu held his hand with her backhand and said, "We have all experienced pain, and we must be kind to ourselves in the future."
However, Li Junhao did not follow her train of thought and emphasized: "We are different. What you met is a scumbag, but I am not."
Speaking of the matter of men and women, Li Junhao seemed to suddenly have the right to speak, saying: "Cheng Weize, this bastard, before he ran away, I was very optimistic about him, and I was considerate and caring for you.
But this man is so hateful, he actually... Forget it, let's not talk about the past. Let's talk about Jiang Chunhui, do you think he treats you well? Can he really care about you?
I said that even if you are sick like now, he will send his assistant to take care of you. For such a busy person, he can't be distracted. He always puts his own preferences as the first priority.
I don't like it if you really live together. This guy is too unreliable. He is worse than Cheng Weize. If you really remarry Cheng Weize, it will be better than being with him."
Li Junhao saw Sang Xiaoyu dumbfounded and said in a more serious tone: "He is just a man who likes to make a big pie. You can't say that he doesn't love you or treats you badly, but there are too many selfish things in his love.
He just wants to sit back and enjoy the fruits of his life. It turned out that he pursued you desperately. This is a hurdle for him. Let’s put it this way, I admit that he loves you. It’s just like our Northeast stew, which contains meat, vegetables and staple food, and tastes delicious.
Not bad, but just not pure.
They are all fragrant, spicy, sweet and salty, but none of them are the best. This is not the taste of love. What love needs is exclusiveness."
Sang Xiaoyu sighed sadly and said, "I don't think too much about it, just take it one day at a time."
Li Junhao said seriously: "Isn't this your attitude? Don't you have to be decisive in everything? I really don't dare to ask you these things deeply, but seeing that you are doubtful, I really worry about you. Think about it carefully now
Come on, has Jiang Chunhui really cared about you? Apart from spending money."
Sang Xiaoyu shook his head and said: "Money is also very important. Without it, I wouldn't be able to stay in the hospital. If I couldn't stay in the hospital, I might even lose my life;
Without it, I wouldn't be able to open a condiment factory and restaurant. Can you say that his kindness to me is not true?"
Li Junhao paused and said: "He is rich and he is generous to you, but if he encounters small things in life, do you think he will take good care of you?"
I'm not trying to provoke you. I know you and him are not suitable. Don't get me wrong. We are not suitable either. He won't really care about you, and he can't get rid of his philandering problem.
He likes to use money to solve everything, and thinks that money is everything. Are you such a person? If you love money, it is not his fault, or you have already joined his pirate ship, and you don't have to wait until something happens.
?
As for me, I know you don't like me, and I don't have this intention anymore, but I really want you."
Sang Xiaoyu let out a long sigh and said, "What else should I do? You don't understand what it feels like to owe someone a debt of gratitude."
Li Junhao became anxious and said, "Then I can't promise you my life."
"This is the only one left now." Sang Xiaoyu said weakly.
"Pay him back!"
"It's not just about money."
Li Junhao said with some helplessness: "Men like Jiang Chunhui are really attractive. Successful men have halos on their heads, and women's eyes light up when they see him.
Have you not seen these beautiful little waiters in our hotel? Meeting them one by one is like meeting an idol. I feel that as long as Jiang Chunhui gently hooks his little finger, they will fly upward like moths to a flame, not even afraid of death.
Already."
Sang Xiaoyu snorted and said, "He's not bad at heart, but he's just too flamboyant."
"That's right. Anyway, I'm not the boss now. If I were as successful as him, I don't know what it would be like." After saying that, he kept laughing.
Sang Xiaoyu asked: "How many blind dates have you met now?"
Li Junhao immediately felt embarrassed and said, "Don't ask, my mother will take the person home without me. It will take a long time, and I won't be happy if my mother doesn't take the person."
After saying that, he laughed again.
"How's it going? How many have you met?"
"There must be seven or eight of them. When we meet, I really don't like any of them."
Sang Xiaoyu didn't believe it and asked: "Isn't there anyone who likes you?"
Li Junhao laughed and said: "I have figured out the rules now. Even if I look for divorced and widowed people, I can't look for older girls. They are too special. There are almost no ones who are not special."
It’s so hard to take care of me. I feel like I’m getting married. I’m already in my late thirties, but I’m still pretending to be a little girl. There’s a guy who’s a year older than me, and I’ve just been with him for a day, and he actually said, “Am I right?”
Your little baby? I almost vomited, I’m scared just thinking about it.”
Sang Xiaoyu didn't want to laugh, but couldn't help it anymore, so she laughed out loud and said, "Isn't that great? Men like women to act coquettishly. To be honest, do you like it?"
"I have one, but she became promiscuous after two days without sex. This woman is poor and sophisticated. I am most annoyed by poor and refined people. She is destined to take the bus, but she also likes to put tissues on the seat. That is called pretending."
He glanced at Sang Xiaoyu and said quickly: "I didn't say anything about you, although you are a bit..."
"When did I put paper towels on the car seat?" Sang Xiaoyu said loudly.
She looked at the man in front of her, her heart rising and falling.
If he hadn't been in trouble, no matter how generous he was when he borrowed the money and paid it back, they would never have been able to stay together and chat as calmly as they did now. In Sang Xiaoyu's perception, they were completely
Not the same kind of people.
Li Junhao only went to junior high school, and he probably got through it, let alone novels and poems. He gets annoyed when anyone brings up such topics, and feels that they are pretentious and not as real as daily necessities.
Sang Xiaoyu used to look down on him, which Li Junhao knew very well, but now Sang Xiaoyu has a huge change in his view of him. A man like him has the basic qualities of a good man.
Enthusiastic, optimistic, like to help others, and self-aware, dedicated and loyal to feelings, no matter how much trouble he causes outside, he will always be a good husband at home.
His first wife could be said to be a shrew, and she never saw him lifting a finger. He used all his bad intentions outside.
Sang Xiaoyu saw how he cared for his second wife. Now he has restrained himself a lot and is no longer the arrogant person he used to be.