In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

The mandarin duck pot is boiling.

Ma Meili held the flower in her mouth, drank from the table, and scanned the man with her dark eyes.

"do not Cry."

Ma Meili curled her lips and said, "Your eye sockets are too shallow, and you shed tears even when you quarrel with your son?"

The male guard blew his nose, threw the tissue on the table, and cursed: "I have never been as frustrated as I am today."

"Isn't this little guy afraid of being struck by lightning? Do you know what he said? He said that when I die, someone will send him an invitation, and he will come and offer incense to me!"

Ma Meili puffed out thick smoke, calmed down for a moment and comforted: "Zhang Xiangbei, the legend of Beimang, personally sent a wreath to you and offered incense to you. I think it's quite honorable."

The male guard took out two more tissues and said with a cry: "Beautiful, you judge, has my life been easy? How much have I sacrificed? How much effort have I put in? Why does he say that I have no ability? Why do you blame me? Just Because he is half a level above me, why don’t you treat me as a cadre?”

Ma Meimei cooked a piece of mutton and tasted the tender meat cut by the male correctional officer: "You didn't tell your son that you had difficulties? Wouldn't that be a good environment?"

"I said it!" The male correctional officer clenched the tissue into a ball. "He said I was someone who was destroying the environment!"

Ma Meiliang twitched the corner of her mouth and nodded: "Like our son's style."

After saying that, Ma Meiliang dragged the chair again, sat next to the male correctional officer, put her arm around the man's shoulders, and raised a glass: "Okay, stop crying. Even if you cry until your throat is broken, your son won't be able to hear you."

"Besides, what's wrong with being scolded by your son? Which coastal man has never been scolded by his own son?"

As a native girl from Beijing, Ma Meili lamented: "How else would Binhai have thunderstorms all year round?"

"What's more, is your son still Zhang Xiangbei? There are many people who want to be scolded by him, but they don't have the qualifications."

Horses are beautiful and have a knack for comforting people.

But the male guard obviously didn't like this.

He drank a glass of water, then peeled off the greasy and crooked Ma Meimei: "Don't give this bastard any excuses, for a loving mother will lose her son!"

"I'm actually still a loving mother?" Ma Meili exhaled thick smoke and grinned. "Lao Zhang, thank you."

Ding dong.

Ma Meili's cell phone rang, there was a game tonight.

A certain sexy female prisoner is going to be released from prison early tomorrow morning, and Lao Zhang has taken care of all the problems and interpersonal relationships that need to be dealt with for her.

Out comes another female bully.

The female prisoner is in charge tonight, and she has to thank Mrs. Zhang very much. No matter how much she loses, the female prisoner will buy everything!

"You can eat it yourself, I feel so good." Ma Meiliang finished half a bowl of hot pot noodles, and the two unopened packets of Huazi on the table also left.

"Bring a message to Xiao Zhou." The male guard threw a cigarette into his mouth, stopped crying, and said in a cold tone. "When you go out, you have to work hard, be a good person, and contribute to the country. Don't always think that you are awesome. If you are really awesome, don't come here to avoid the limelight."

"I know." Ma Meili stood up, touched the male guard's thick hair, and persuaded him. "Good boy, don't be angry. Hurry up and eat. You're already losing weight from anger."

"Go ahead, I wish you great success." The male guard picked up the chopsticks and ate the hot pot while cursing.

Damn, I prepared hot pot all day long, and that little bastard only took two bites, but complained hundreds of times.

I don’t know who taught this grandson to become such a rebellious son!

Only had a few bites.

The male correctional officer received a call from the warden.

"Brother Zhang, someone is visiting you. Seven or eight people came. Do you want to see him?"

"Tell them to get out." The male guard yelled. "I'm just a worthless waste. What can I do? What ability can I have? Let them figure out their own solution if they have trouble!"

The warden probably guessed why Brother Zhang was so angry. He didn't dare to say anything more at the moment, but he gave a friendly reminder: "General Zhang's aunt is here too."

"Her." The male guard frowned and suppressed his inner emotions. "Let's meet, this is my wife-in-law's best friend. You don't have to give other people's face, but my wife's face must be given."

"clear."

Soon.

Lin Qingxi, wearing a charming cheongsam, came to the office and glanced at the male correctional officer with clear eyes: "How was the discussion?"

Before the male guard could quibble, Lin Qingxi slowly sat down at the table and said calmly: "I heard that the talks have collapsed?"

"I also ate hot pot and drank wine. When I die in the future, he will come to wrap me in mourning." The male guard lit a cigarette and glanced sideways at his wife's best friend. "If you want to say it's over, then it's over. Just be happy."

Lin Qingxi glanced at the male correctional officer coldly, narrowed her eyes and said, "We haven't seen each other in 20 years, do we have to act cool here?"

"What does it mean to act cool? I'm always cool." The male guard said harshly.

"Then why are you crying?" Lin Qingxi glanced at the oil-free tissues on the table.

"Your bestie is crying." The male guard said coldly.

"Were you unhappy when he left?" Lin Qingxi calmed down her emotions and said expressionlessly.

"Whether he is happy or not is none of my business?" The male guard exhaled thick smoke, rinsed the mutton, pretended to be hungry, and the food was delicious, and he danced with joy.

When Lin Qingxi saw this, she put her hand on the corner of the table and with a force, overturned the entire Yuanyang Pot to the ground.

The hot soup splashed all over the male guard.

"It's none of my business if he's unhappy."

Lin Qingxi stood up slowly and stared coldly at the male guard who was wiping his trousers without saying a word: "Old man, if we don't meet again next time, just think that I didn't say anything tonight. If there is anything else, you If you dare to make him angry again, I will let him sever the father-son relationship with you."

"Go find your wife and find out." Lin Qingxi stared at the male guard. "Does your son listen to you or your wife?"

"It's better to listen to me."