The flash marriage husband is a billionaire chaebol

Xiang Qingyuan was late, and Song Qingping took out her mobile phone from time to time and looked at herself with the front camera.

She is not very good at makeup. Fortunately, there is a makeup artist in the company. After a long time of inner struggle, she has the courage to ask the makeup artist for help.

The make-up artist was a young girl who agreed immediately.

Song Qingping is very satisfied with today's makeup.

After waiting for about an hour, Xiang Qingyuan came over and saw Song Qingping's expression surprised.

"You look so pretty today, like a movie star."

Song Qingping blushed shyly, not daring to look directly into Qingyuan's eyes.

"What do you want to eat? The senior treats you."

Song Qingping blushed and said in a low voice: "You can arrange it. I seldom go out to eat, and I will go home after work."

Xiang Qingyuan said: "You are so young, you should make more friends, life should not be so boring."

"I'm usually very busy at work, and I go to bed very early. When I get home, I cook by myself, take a shower, and I have to review my preparations for the postgraduate entrance examination. I don't have much time to make friends."

Xiang Qingyuan said softly: "Everyone comes from the same place, and the fellow villagers have tears in their eyes when they see the fellow villagers. If there is anything in the future, if you ask the seniors for help, just ask."

What Xiang Qingyuan said made Song Qingping feel safe, and she felt like she was dreaming.

When she was in school, she didn't even have the chance to talk to Xiang Qingyuan.

He is a popular figure in the school, and she is just an unknown ugly duckling. Every day at noon, Xiang Qingyuan will go to the playground to play ball.

A young, energetic, and energetic sunny boy, he is different from other boys.

Her hair is neatly trimmed, and her school uniform is always clean.

The breeze was blowing, and the sun was warm. She lay on her desk and looked out of the corridor, laughing and chasing the boy who was playing with her classmates. That scene was deeply rooted in her heart.

An ordinary afternoon lays the groundwork for a trance many years later.

Xiang Qingyuan took Song Qingping to a nearby Xiangxi restaurant.

Song Qingping sat tightly opposite Xiang Qingyuan, her eyes wandering, she didn't dare to look at him more.

"Why do you work at Lin Yan's?"

Mentioning Lin Yan to Qingyuan, Song Qingping's eyes flashed with loneliness.

See, the ugly duckling will never become a white swan, and if he invites Qingyuan to dinner, is he just wanting to know more about Lin Yan?

"It was she who asked me to come to the company to help. We were in a dormitory before, and she was also my cousin's friend."

Xiang Qingyuan asked aggrievedly: "Your cousin didn't say anything bad, did she? She has a big prejudice against me, maybe Lin Yan told her too much about me."

Song Qingping believes in her own vision, Xiang Qingyuan is not a bad person, he is very kind and simple.

Once after school, she saw Xiang Qingyuan squatting on the ground, feeding a stray dog ​​ham.

How can a person who is so kind to small animals have a bad heart?

"Why did you break up with Boss Lin? I think the senior is pretty good, but Lin Yan doesn't know how to cherish it."

Xiang Qingyuan thoughtfully served Song Qingping food, it is rare to see such a stupid woman in this year's head.

Even if he didn't cheat back then, how would he choose between Lu Chenyuan and him?As long as you have a good mind, you must talk to Lu Chenyuan.

Money can turn ghosts, how can there be so much love than gold.

Xiang Qingyuan showed a regretful expression, "I had a lot of misunderstandings with her. Lin Yan is suspicious and small-minded. He is always afraid that I will have contact with other women. Because of this matter, I always quarrel, so we broke up. How could I think of it?" She was seamlessly connected so quickly, she found another man, and I got angry with her, so I got married."

Song Qingping was indignant. At school, how many girls liked Xiang Qingyuan, but he refused them all. When playing basketball, the girls brought him water and ice cream. On the side of the basketball shoes, Lin Yan’s name was written with a marker. .

With such deep love, Lin Yan would still doubt that he would not know the blessings in the blessings.

I heard that Xiang Qingyuan divorced a long time ago, but I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to hear Xiang Qingyuan tell her personally.

Song Qingping blamed and complained: "It's really worthless for the senior, do you still like her? It hurt you so badly"

Xiang Qingyuan looked up slightly pretending to be affectionate, "I don't like it anymore, and I don't have the qualifications to like it. She is very happy now and is about to marry into a wealthy family. How could she think of me?"

Song Qingping said indignantly: "If you have money, you will be happy? She is not short of money."

Xiang Qingyuan said: "The richer you are, the more you want to be rich." He sighed and said: "To be honest, I am quite disappointed with Lin Yan. I have been together before anyway. My father was sick and hospitalized. I want to ask her to borrow some money, if I am not desperate, I am really embarrassed to say this, she will not lend me a penny."

Song Qingping looked at Qingyuan with a frowning look, life still bent the back of that high-spirited young man.

"Why is she like this? Can't she be so busy?" Song Qingping already had a sense of substitution.

Lin Yan's 10,000+ bag, he bought it as soon as he said it, but his ex-boyfriend was desperate, so he had no choice but to talk to her, but she was so unfeeling.

Xiang Qingyuan smiled wryly: "Forget it, don't talk about it, I'm sorry, it affected your mood."

Song Qingping bit her lip, and said after a long time: "How much do you need? I still have some money here, at least give uncle an emergency, even though it's not much."

It was time for her to remit money to her family, and she helped Xiang Qingyuan. This month, she is also a mud bodhisattva crossing the river and cannot protect herself.

Xiang Qingyuan said with a look of embarrassment: "This is not good, I am ashamed, it is not easy for you to work outside alone, I'd better think of a way."

Song Qingping said anxiously for Xiang Qingyuan: "It's okay, you take it first, I still have 8000 yuan here."

It was only 8000 yuan, and Xiang Qingyuan was disappointed, seeing an honest woman working in a big company, how could she have such a small amount of money.

It doesn't matter, the flies don't mind the lack of meat, and they can play two games with [-] to see if they can make money.

He has a lot of bad debts outside, it's best to bet a big one-time return.

"I will return it to you as soon as possible, and I will write you an IOU."

This was the most generous Song Qingping had ever done in her life. She refused and said, "You don't need to trust me. I study finance and economics. Lin Yan had always asked me to be an assistant before. I recently transferred to a financial position, and my salary is much higher than before."

Xiang Qingyuan took out his mobile phone, "Thank you, Qingping, it's all my bad luck."

Song Qingping transferred the money to Xiang Qingyuan, and comforted him by saying, "You used to have good grades, but maybe you're a little bit unlucky now."

Xiang Qingyuan looked at Song Qingping tenderly and touched, "You are so kind. If I turn over that day, I will definitely remember your kindness. I will send charcoal in the snow. Are you free next week? Let's go to the movies together. All films are good."