The President's Gossip Wife

237: A door away, but the mountain is high and the water is far away. "I will also find a satisfactory partner."

It was obviously the traces of pen and ink on the paper, but now it turned into sound, accompanied by the brisk and joyful tunes of "Little Painter" and "Where is Spring?" all flew out of the paper and flew into his ears, following It was like a thorn, pierced in, the eardrum was pierced, and once the eardrum was pierced, the pain caused the brain to explode.

Separated by a door, the mountain is high and the water is far away.

This is the woman after leaving him, happier than any day with him, she will sing such a song, instead of saying "how far the migratory birds fly, and miss the south", those sad tunes, Only belong to the days with him.

And now, she belongs to Happy Notes.

How much does one love a person to be like those two people, one abandoned his family and chased to City G alone for four years, didn't grandpa say that a person should be responsible for the family?Why can others ignore those responsibilities and just leave like that?

A married woman, regardless of all the powerful relationships between the family and marriage, resolutely abandoned layers of restraints, and then flew to a foreign country, wearing a cloth scarf, holding a brush, and painted the wall by herself.

Everyone else broke free from the shackles in order to stay together, but he?

He has always advertised that he hates restraint, but now?Everyone broke free, but he tied himself tightly, outside the door, watching all this quietly.

The photo stickers in the wallet are still there, and he keeps them close to his body.

And her wallet with photo stickers was put in the drawer, but she didn't take it away.

She really didn't take anything away, not even a pair of stockings he bought her, except those that were snagged and thrown away.The stockings are full.

She really didn't take anything away, but Han Qiyang.

Here, she slept late?

Han Qiyang pulled her out of bed every day?

It was obviously anger and jealousy, but timidity and inferiority locked up his strength.

I've never been so humbled.

never been so...

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The two people in the small bar were discussing what to have for dinner while painting the walls.

"Qiyang, I want to eat bacon rolls."

"Didn't you say you wanted to drink crucian carp tofu soup yesterday?"

"That's fine. Otherwise, let's call the neighbors to our house for dinner today. If there are more people, we can cook more food so that we don't waste it."

"Okay, whatever you think is good, it's fine."

"Qiyang, I still want to eat whole fried peppers, but the peppers here are either very spicy or thick meat peppers, I don't like it."

"Yes, I saw it yesterday. If you want to eat it, I will cook it for you tonight. I am very good at frying peppers."

Shen Xuan chuckled, "By the way, our flowers are a bit wilted, I'll go to the flower market to buy some later, you go to the supermarket to buy vegetables, and work together."

"Yes, Her Majesty the Queen!"

"Ha ha!"

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The small apartment that Shen Xuan and Han Qiyang rented is actually a mid-range residential area. Many people here live with upper-middle income, and they are not as conservative and arrogant as some people in the old French district.

Shen Xuan likes this kind of atmosphere very much. Her French is not very good. If it is English, it is easy. The language of the country with which you have business contacts, at least business English must be understood.

However, France has no relationship with Jincheng Holdings, and it has been made clear that Pei's company does not enter France.

So she never learned French at all, and she didn't have time to decide whether to learn it or not.

Now I learn a little from Han Qiyang every day. Han Qiyang is better at studying than her since she was a child. It is common for her to help her copy homework, so it is only natural that Han Qiyang has become Shen Xuan's French teacher.

The people at the table were all communicating in French. Shen Xuan didn't fully understand it. Occasionally, she could understand some simple words vaguely, such as, "Your wife, beautiful, delicious, home, happy, let's go on a trip together."

Han Qiyang would always look at Shen Xuan shyly, then pursed his lips and smiled.

Shen Xuan needs to think for a while to express a complete sentence in French, so that she just wanted to express that I am not his wife, we are Fa Xiao.While I was still pondering what the word Faxiao should be translated into, other people had already moved this topic to another topic.

For example, although Marseille is the second largest city in France, although it is the largest port, although the scenery is good, it is still a bit chaotic. Ladies try not to go out alone at night, and do not bring valuables, especially in places with few people.

Shen Xuan couldn't talk to each other, so she could only tell the neighbor's little princess, "This is delicious, this is delicious, eat more."

Chinese enthusiasm.

Although there is no way to get on with every sentence now, Shen Xuan likes this kind of lively feeling, which is very free.

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In the morning, the sunshine is wanton and brilliant, sprinkled on the potted green leaves and red flowers on the window sill, reflecting the bright light.

Now she reaches out to touch the lavender bluegrass, and the ring on her ring finger is no longer the same as before. Every time she lingers with her eyes tightly locked, she knows that the number of times she looks at it is getting less and less.

She knew that in the near future, even if this ring stayed on her ring finger for a lifetime, it would mean nothing more than a tattoo to her.

She knew that there would be such a day.

Han Qiyang was still wearing home clothes, and with a glass of milk in his hand, he walked from behind Shen Xuan and handed it to her, "It's warm, drink it quickly."

Shen Xuan turned around, took it, took a sip, and there was a circle of white things on her lips. She smiled and narrowed her eyes, "Thank you."

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Pei Jincheng was holding a beer can in his hand, and the can was squeezed to make a "cracking" sound. The can was brought to his mouth, and he drank another big calorie. He sat on the chair and put the binoculars he had just put down in front of his eyes, watching glanced.After one glance, he put it down again.

The hand holding the binoculars couldn't help shaking it, and the binoculars knocked against the leg of the chair from time to time, the owner didn't seem to feel sorry for it.

As long as he glanced at the opposite side, he would take a deep breath and take another sip of wine.

Then after a while, put the binoculars on your eyes again, take another look, and take another sip of wine.

Repeatedly, one night, there were too many jars on the ground to get off.

Yesterday afternoon, when he checked the place where they rented a house, how many times he wanted to rush over, and then told him with inferiority, "She has never been so happy when she is with you, and she has never been happy when she is with you. She The perfect mate, not you."

The person who was so crazy to find is now on that side.

He told himself over and over again, let it go, go back, she has nothing to do with you anymore, she has betrayed you, she has abandoned all responsibilities and obligations, and is with her ex-fiancé.

He turned around and walked ten steps, then turned around again, and said to himself, why?They haven't received the divorce certificate yet, and she is still his wife.She ran out of the country to live with other men like this, she was an asshole!

He ran back in a rage, found her house number, and angrily raised his fist and smashed the door. He wanted to take his wife out, drag her to the airport, put her on the plane, and bring her back to the country.

But he heard the man from a foreign country inside admire and say, "Your wife is very beautiful, and the dishes you cook are also very delicious. When you went on a trip together last time, my daughter really wanted to eat your cooked dishes. I learn, but I can't, Chinese food is too difficult to learn. Haha! We hope you will come back soon."

The fist didn't hit the door, and everything in that door rejected him, and she became someone else's wife.

It was no longer his wife, Pei Jincheng.

Grandpa said, from the moment she left, she was no longer your wife.

He began to feel inferior again, inferior to himself that he had never been harmonious and beautiful from others.

She said she didn't like doing it, but pretended to enjoy it.

What about now?

Does she really enjoy it?

Except for her and Han Qiyang, no one knew them here, so she didn't need to act for anyone.

He was at a loss and didn't know where he should go. He actually had a purpose. He wanted to find his wife, but now that he found it, he didn't know where he should go.

In the emptiness, everywhere in the emptiness, those who walked around him became shadows, those people became ghosts of the night, ghosts, like him.

I paid a high price to rent this apartment, and the amount was very pleasantly surprised when the other party moved out overnight.

He didn't sleep all night, and looked at the light on the windowsill opposite from time to time, until it went out, he would still look.

He ran downstairs 39 times and came back.

Later he felt tired, so tired that he sat on the chair and didn't want to move. He glanced through the binoculars and said once in his heart, let it go.

Grandpa said, learn to let go.

He also wanted to learn how to put it down. When he put down the binoculars, he was so anxious that he knocked the binoculars on the leg of the chair.

As soon as the beer can was put down, the binoculars were picked up again.

He saw her take the milk in Han Qiyang's hand, with white froth still on her lips, she smiled and said something.

After taking another sip of wine, he stood up, stood up abruptly, shook a few times when he stood up, and then bent down and supported the front window sill to stand firm!

Throw the binoculars and beer bottles in your hands on the wall, smashing them on the wall hysterically!

He stomped on the telescope in a frenzy, roaring like venting!

Who will teach him to let go!Who will teach him!

Don't say anything, he understands everything!He also understands what grandpa said!He also knows that the most important thing for people is not to pick up, but to let go!

He knows it all!

But how to let go!Who will teach him? !

In what way? !

He ran out of the room. This time, after rushing downstairs, he didn't go back upstairs, but crossed the road and rushed to the opposite apartment!

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