Every time Dongfang Yao thought about the possibility of Ma Que being with another man, he felt like his heart was being scratched by thousands of claws. However, he couldn't find her after work. In the past few days, she didn't even reply to him.
I don’t even know what that woman is going to do...
The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became. Dongfang Yao raised his head and poured a whole glass of cocktail into his mouth. In fact, he didn't know what he was going to do.
Chu Feiyang was also silent, women are cute? The trouble is real. In the past few days, Yang Jun hinted several times that he must marry Yang Yue as soon as possible. It seemed that the old fox didn't want to delay it any longer, but he didn't want to...
…
At this moment, a phone rang, breaking the silence for a moment.
"They're here." John looked at his phone and stood up instantly, "Can you make a place for me?" There was excitement in his eyes.
"The room diagonally opposite is empty." William pouted, "208."
John stopped talking, but said to the phone, "I'm in private room 208," and then abandoned his friend.
"Come on, let's have a drink." William greeted the two men who were silent for the sake of women, "Women, don't mind it too much, find a few to come over and relax later..."
Besides, Ma Que, after making an appointment with John, started to prepare clothes for Xiang Cheng, but Xiang Cheng didn't use any of them. Looking at Xiang Cheng's dress, she felt like she was going to hit the wall.
"Chongzhi, are you sure you want to go out like this?"
"Isn't this good?" Xiangcheng raised her black-framed eyes to the bridge of her nose, blocking her big, watery eyes, and nodded with satisfaction.
"It's not bad, it's quite bad." Ma Que's brows were tangled, "Don't you scare away all the men like this?"
"I don't need a man." Xiang Cheng raised her eyebrows, pulled up the small suit from the 1950s on her body in front of the mirror, and then patted Ma Que on the shoulder, "I know you are doing it for my own good, but, I don't want to
, I really don’t want to.” She didn’t even get freckles on her face, which already gave her a lot of face.
"But..." Ma Que curled her lips helplessly. The reason why she enthusiastically facilitated their meeting seven years later was because she had met John, a very handsome and charming man. If possible, she hoped to meet him.
They can have a relationship. After all, Chengzi is really tired by himself.
"Niao." Xiangcheng held Ma Que's shoulders with both hands and looked at her seriously, "I know you feel sorry for me, but I really don't need a man. I have been through the most difficult times, and I don't need a man now.
Yes, my current wish is that the babies can grow up happily, do you understand?" How could she not understand this woman's kindness? But, she really doesn't need it.
"Okay." Ma Que nodded, "As long as you feel happy."