Xueba Queen's vest

An hour later, Ye Weiguo returned with a full load of his wife.

Big fish and meat, seasonal vegetables and fruits, everything you expect to find.

This is already the highest standard for entertaining guests in the countryside.

"Ale will graduate this year, right?" Li Chunlan was washing vegetables in the kitchen, and asked Ye Weilou, who was helping him next to him:

"Why don't you two get married after graduation?"

Speaking of marriage, Li Chunlan thought of her daughter's performance at her elder brother's son's wedding yesterday, and said happily:

"Shuang'er helped the garment factory negotiate a cross-border business yesterday, our family is rich and married!"

Ye Weilou straightened his back, doubts in his eyes: "Sister, she..."

"Mom will tell you about this later. You tell mom first, have you talked about when you will get married?" Li Chunlan began to chop vegetables.

Ye Weilou paused while peeling potatoes: "I'll ask her when she comes."

He and Ale haven't chatted much for a while.

She said she was busy, so he didn't bother.

After graduation, it shouldn't be so busy.

At lunchtime, the dining table in the main hall of the Ye family is filled with delicacies, and in the pressure cooker in the kitchen, nourishing old hen soup is stewed.

Alcohol and beverages are fully prepared.

"They're about to arrive." Li Chunlan glanced at the old-fashioned clock hanging on the wall.

Ye Weiguo and Ye Weilou stood at the door and waited.

Ye Wushuang was doing homework in the bedroom.

Ji Shen was dealing with work matters in another room.

The clock was ticking, and an hour passed slowly while waiting.

The dishes are cold.

"Why haven't you come yet? Did something happen? Ask about the dangerous building." Li Chunlan was anxious.

It doesn't matter if people arrive early or late, and it must not be an accident on the road.

Ye Weilou nodded, and was about to make a phone call when three people came around the corner of the mountain road.

It was Yuan Xiaole and his parents.

Yuan Xiaole is a woman about 25 years old. She wears a bohemian-style printed dress with black hair reaching her waist. She has good looks and a good temperament because she studies art.

Her father wore a designer suit, and her mother wore a thick gold chain around her neck.

The rich attire was incompatible with the rusticity of the two of them.

"My in-laws are here." Li Chunlan warmly greeted her.

Because her son started supporting Yuan Xiaole's education early on, and promised to marry her, Li Chunlan has called Yuan's mother her in-laws all these years, trying to be kind.

Mother Yuan called her that too.

"Who is your in-laws? Why are you yelling when you are not married?" Mother Yuan said with a cold face.

Ye Weiguo was taken aback, didn't the Yuan family have this attitude before?

"What does your mother mean?" Ye Weilou asked Yuan Xiaole directly.

He provided for Yuan Xiaole to go to college, not to let Yuan Xiaole's mother treat his mother with this attitude!

"My mother is straightforward, don't mind."

Yuan Xiaole brushed her hair behind her ears, and said in a normal tone:

"I'm here this time to tell you, let's break up, I don't want to marry you anymore."

Ye Weilou did not expect that his girlfriend, whom he cared for carefully, would say this.

He couldn't help raising his volume: "Why?"

"I'm a graduate of a prestigious school and I'm about to be recommended to go abroad, but you don't have a diploma, so you can only work in a township.

Didn't you realize that we are no longer from the same world? "Yuan Xiaole's tone was calm.

"Why do I have no diploma, why can I only work in the town, don't you know?" Ye Weilou felt his heart getting colder and colder.

"I didn't force you." Yuan Xiaole frowned, with an unhappy tone:

"I didn't ask you to drop out of school to work for me to study, these are all voluntary.

I can return the money to you, it doesn't matter ten times.

This time, I intend to draw a clear boundary in front of the two families.

From now on, everyone will return from bridge to bridge, and roads will return to roads. When we meet, we will treat each other as if we don't know each other, and show respect to each other. "

Ye Weilou was silent for a moment, and then said: "Because the man who supports you now is richer than me, isn't it?"

The skirt on Yuan Xiaole's body, the suit her father wore, and the necklace her mother wore were all expensive.

He could see it.

"Anyone would choose this way." Yuan Xiaole didn't hide it either:

"He drives a 3000 million sports car, lives in a [-]-square-meter villa, and has over [-] million bank deposits. How do you compare with him?"

"How do you compare?" Ye Weilou repeated these three words, and gave a low laugh:

"Four years ago, your father had a car accident, and your mother forced you to marry an old man as a sequel. You cried and said, "You want to go to college, but you still have dreams. I will give up my studies and work for you."

"Two years ago, you told me that all your classmates wore brand-name clothes, and looked down on the miscellaneous brands you wore. I worked two jobs just to make your clothes more glamorous."

"A year ago, you complained that the paint you used for painting was too inferior, and the finished product was not as good-looking as others. I got up early and worked late to buy you the best paint and send it to you."

"Now, you stand in front of me and say that you and I are not from the same world... You are right, you and I are indeed not from the same world.

I know etiquette, righteousness and shame, you don't know!roll!"

Yuan Xiao's face turned blue with joy, and he took his parents away while stepping on high heels.

On the balcony on the second floor, Ye Wushuang looked at Yuan Xiaole's back, his black eyes rolled with chills.

"Do you think love is fragile and easily defeated by money?"

Ji Shen came over and stood side by side with Ye Wushuang, his voice was magnetic and pleasant.

"Love itself is a fragile thing."

Ye Wushuang stared at Yuan Xiaole's back until he disappeared, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone:

"In addition to money, power and life and death, it can be easily disintegrated."

After carrying out the task for so many years, she has seen too many moments of life and death, abandoning the so-called loved ones.

She looked down at the yellow orange in her hand.

These are the fresh oranges my elder brother bought for her at the market at three o'clock yesterday morning.

She didn't finish eating, there were a few left.

Since childhood, she and her younger brother depended on each other for life, and she didn't know how to get along with the Ye family.

But she wants to protect the Ye family.

I don't want the Ye family to get hurt and sad.

In the next second, Ye Wushuang saw a note with a phone number written on it.

"This is the contact information of the largest news platform in China, an authoritative reporter with a sense of justice.

I think he should be very interested in the news that 'female college student sees money and abandons her boyfriend who has supported her for four years'. "

Ji Shen's thin lips raised.

Public opinion is a weapon that can kill.

As soon as the news reports came out, Yuan Xiaole boasted that his bright future would bottom out immediately.

Ye Wushuang reached out to take it.

This is indeed a good way.

Ji Shen raised his hand, avoiding Ye Wushuang's hand, and raised his eyebrows lightly:

"You don't want to give nothing, just take this contact information for nothing, do you?"

"What do you want me to pay?" Ye Wushuang looked at him, not angry.

She and Ji Shen have been communicating in the form of "transactions".

She rescued his grandfather, and he offered to sleep with him.

She protected his safety, and he provided room and board.

She was dressed as a maid, and he promised to make her a cake every week.

She dances with him and he promises to make two cakes a week.

Fair and fair, no debt to each other.

This "contact method" should also have something to exchange with it.

"Generally speaking, as the heir of the Ji family, I don't lack anything, and I don't need anything from you."

Ji Shen leaned against the railing, his tone full of confidence that was hard to ignore.

Ye Wushuang did not refute.

With Ji Shen's status, he really doesn't lack anything.

The rest of the money, power, and women that men dream of, he waved at will, and some of them were offered one after another.

"But I don't have many friends, you know, it's too cold to be at a high place, and it's hard to see sincerity under the benefits.

Ever since I was a child, my peers have approached me with purpose and used me.

I am lonely. "

Ji Shen lowered his voice, lowered his eyes slightly, and a look of loneliness appeared on his celestial face.

"Understandable." Ye Wushuang nodded.

It's strange that people like Ji Shen don't encounter the situation he said.

"So, can you be my friend, the kind that has nothing to do with interests?"

He raised his eyes again and looked at her with sincere expectation.

[The author has something to say]

Thank you to the readers from Huahua. Yesterday, because of the rain, the Internet was disconnected and I couldn’t update, so I just took a day off.

Then update later, I will keep it between 6:8 and [-]:[-]