Getting married by mistake: the embarrassing wife of the cold-faced president

Chapter 51
Qiao Weizhong laughed "haha" and continued to finish his Australian English with a face that deserved a beating: "Not bad, Lala Su, your wounded heart recovers quickly. Did you call that guy named Cheng or something?" How are you? Or, have you found your second spring?"

I also carried London English to the end: "How can the second spring be so easy to find?" I didn't want to get entangled in this topic, so I asked, "Qiao Weizhong, you came back from your honeymoon in Hong Kong so soon?"

"I'm back." Qiao Weizhong said with a cheeky smile, "If I don't come back again, my father will send Blood Droplet to Hong Kong to get my head."

"Your dad agrees with you to be with him?" I glanced at him.

"I didn't agree." Qiao Weizhong said, "But I don't object like before."

I patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard."

Qiao Weizhong giggled, and he said, "Su Lala, we don't know each other. How about it? Let's have coffee together when we have time?"

I refused: "No."

Qiao Wei Zhongba blinked and asked, "Why?"

I shrugged: "I want to sacrifice the time of drinking coffee with you to find my second spring."

"Su Lala, I wish you success!" Qiao Wei said with a half-hearted smile, "I hope you find a better man than that guy called Cheng soon!"

"No!" I sighed: "There is no other man better than him."

"Su Lala, do you have a bit of a backbone?" Qiao Weizhong snorted and laughed disapprovingly. He taught me, "Don't build up other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige."

I unconsciously spoke English with Qiao Wei, he spoke his Australian English, and I spoke my London English.

After a long time, Qiao Weizhong finally got to the point and asked me very seriously: "Surala, do you look down on me like others?"

"No!" I shook my head: "I didn't look down on you."

"Really?" Qiao Weizhong couldn't believe it.

"Why should I look down on you?" I said, "There is nothing wrong with homosexuality. Men and women can produce love, so why can't men and men, women and women, not produce love? Who stipulated this? No one stipulated it. Right? I believe that there will always be true feelings between people. For the sake of emotional fusion, there is no distinction between the same sex and the opposite sex, as long as they really love each other!"

"But, this is ethical and moral." Qiao Weizhong said.

Fortunately, he still knows!
He knows that there are tigers in the mountains, so he prefers to go to the mountains.

But I am not one of those old-fashioned people. I said: "What ethics and morality? No murder, no arson, and no violation of the law. Everyone has the right to choose their own emotional path. Why do you care what other people say? As long as you like it , as long as you love me, what does it matter to others?"

"Sulala—" Qiao Weizhong said, "Thank you."

"Thank me for what?" I asked.

"Thank you for your understanding." Qiao Weizhong said.

Actually, I don't really understand.It's just that I respect those homosexuals, as a singer said: "Homosexuality is a normal way of life, there is nothing ugly or ugly".

I think this is quite right.

I said to Qiao Weizhong: "Homosexuality is not illegal, it does not hinder others, it is not murder and arson, and it is not stolen or robbed, it is just a matter of personal preference and has nothing to do with others.

Qiao Weizhong was moved, stretched out his arms, and took the initiative to hug me.

That's not to mention, this kid also wiped my oil, and put his kiss on my forehead very tenderly, he said: "Thank you so much, Su Lala! Thank you for your understanding! Thank you, it's no use Look at me with colored eyes!"

I was too lazy to look at him with colored eyes.

I didn't fall in love with him, and my three views have already been ruined by him.

Han Qingluo, the famous image designer who "has an angelic face and a devil's figure that women in the world can't control, and is a rich second generation, has captured the hearts of thousands of girls", his "infinite charm image design" work Room, in a bustling area of ​​the city.

There are two locust trees in front of the gate.The locust tree has luxuriant branches and leaves, but the trunk is extremely thin, just like a small scarecrow wearing a big straw hat in the field, giving people a feeling of being overwhelmed.

The studio storefront is spacious and uniquely designed.

The appearance of the facade is transparent glass, and the space is transparent and clean.The decoration inside is gorgeous and exquisite, simple and luxurious black and white marble, a wreath of classical crystal lamps hanging from the white ceiling, floor lamps decorated with blooming daisies, everything around is so beautiful that it is out of touch with reality. It's like being in a illusory realm, full of illusions and doubts.

Seeing Qiao Weizhong and me, some staff came up to welcome us.

It was a young boy, with a pleasant smile and enthusiasm: "Excuse me, are you the photographer Qiao Weizhong and the editor Su Lala of the "Locust Family No. [-]" magazine?"

Qiao Weizhong nodded and said, "We are."

The boy said, "Both of you, please go upstairs."

Qiao Weizhong and I followed him up to the second floor.

The decoration on the second floor is different from that on the first floor.The main color is simple white, matched with gray blue, the lines are simple, bright, fashionable, full of vigor and vigor, reflecting the post-modern personality. Vigorous publicity, giving people a completely new visual experience.

After all, she is an image designer, Han Qingluo's taste is really good.

A young man who could be described as Yushu Linfeng came out of the office.The boy hurriedly said, "Boss, the photographer Qiao Weizhong and the editor Su Lala from the "Locust House No. [-]" magazine are here."

The young man said "hmm".

It seems that he is cold.

"Hello, my name is Su Lala." I said, raising my head slightly at a 45-degree angle. According to the book, this kind of corner smile is the most charming.

My eyes fell on Han Qingluo's face.

Under the age of 30, he has a very good appearance, a superior body, slightly thin, slender and well-proportioned limbs, thick and thick eyebrows, large eyes, deep eye sockets, long eyelashes, a tall nose, red lips, and facial features Angular.

I look at him with wide eyes.

I felt a great shock, which was no less than a magnitude 10 earthquake.

I was so freaked out that I could barely control myself from screaming.My whole body seemed to be struck by lightning, and I stood there in a daze.At this moment, I only felt incomparably terrifying, with a feeling of blood flying everywhere.

God, why is this world so small?
This coldness, he...he was the man I met at the "Friday" bar that night when his trousers fell off and he showed his spring. Later, I went to the hotel with him with impatience and enthusiasm, but when I arrived In the end, I had Yan/Yuxin but no Yan/Yudan, and fled in despair.

To my surprise, he turned out to be the legendary image designer Han Qingluo.

it turns out!

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(End of this chapter)