Reborn 1980: Cannon fodder mother changes her life against fate

The company where Xiao Ya works is very close to the Cultural Center, and she occasionally meets Shen Jiajia and her colleagues at lunch.

Shen Jiajia, who was born as a young lady, has good food and clothing. Naturally, she will not go to the same restaurant as her. Instead, she will go to the Chinese restaurant next door with a much higher price.

They met her again today. Seeing that she looked bad and alone, Xiao Ya hesitated whether to pretend not to see her, or to step forward and say a few words of concern.

While hesitating, Shen Jiajia came over.

In a listless voice, he asked her weakly: "Can you have a meal with me?"

"…Can."

After entering the restaurant and waiting for the food to be served, Shen Jiajia was obviously not in her state and was often in a daze.

"Jiajia, are you okay?"

Shen Jiajia bit her lower lip, touched her cheek and asked, "My face looks ugly, right?"

"A bit..., what happened?"

"Xiaoya, have you ever liked someone?" Shen Jiajia answered the question, staring at the other person with moist eyes, and Xiao Yawu smiled to herself.

He whispered back to her: "Yes".

"That……"

"We're not together, it's because I have a crush on him." Thinking of that person makes my heart feel both sweet and bitter.

"Don't think I'm pitiful... To me, secret love is just chasing the possibility of getting closer to him every time. In this process, I become better. Even if I can't reach the end of my dream in the end, I try hard." , I won’t regret it.”

She said this with a smile, and Shen Jiajia stared blankly at the strange yet familiar classmate in front of her.

Finally he murmured: "The boy you have a crush on is lucky."

Xiao Ya stopped talking and smiled bitterly.

"Did you know? Song Zhiyu and I broke up."

There was a thunder on the ground, and Xiao Ya looked up suddenly. She thought she had misheard: "What did you say?"

Shen Jiajia smiled bitterly, "Is it worth being so shocked?"

"You have always had a good relationship, why..."

"Who knows."

She originally wanted to find someone to talk to, but for some reason, she suddenly choked up when she saw Xiao Ya's clear eyes.

Before parting, Shen Jiajia said to Xiao Ya: "While we are young, we should be brave enough to love, and don't keep our feelings in our hearts. No matter how deep your crush is, if you don't say it out, you will only move yourself."

Shen Jiajia, wearing a hip-hugging suit with an elegant posture and a backpack, left, attracting repeat customers.

Xiao Ya saw it and thought to herself, such a beautiful woman Song Zhiyu would break up if she said they wanted to break up, let alone her...

Time slipped through the fingers unknowingly. In the blink of an eye, Xiao Ya had been working in the publishing house for almost half a year.

Through her unremitting efforts, the relationship with her office colleagues finally broke through and she gradually integrated into them.

Occasionally we would have dinner parties and go shopping together on our free weekends.

God knows, what a big breakthrough this is for an introvert.

"Everyone, don't be in a hurry to leave after get off work. Our director is treating you all to dinner!"

The words fell to the ground, causing everyone to cheer.

Xiao Ya didn't want to participate. Just when she was thinking of reasons to excuse herself from the dinner party, the director came out.

The director, who was in his thirties, single, with thinning hair and slight signs of baldness, had been approaching Xiao Ya casually for several months.

"Recently, the performance of the publishing house has exceeded expectations. The general manager personally approved it and doubled the bonus this quarter. To celebrate, I'm treating you to a big dinner today."

The director personally spoke, and Xiao Ya could not shirk, so she could only follow the crowd and go to the restaurant.

There was a large table in the reserved private room, with many women and few men. Three of the eldest sisters were married, and the younger ones were just her and another girl. The girl who came to the publishing house last year was considered her senior.

"Xiaoya, it's been half a year since you joined the company, right?"

"Yes, director, it will be half a year at the end of the month."

The men and women at the dinner table are all people who have been out of society for many years and are very discerning.

The smooth male colleague immediately poured wine for the director and everyone. When it was Xiao Ya's turn, the wine was filled.

The director raised his wine glass and looked at Xiao Ya with a smile, "Xiao Ya graduated from a prestigious university, works hard, and can endure hardships. I see all these. Keep working hard, there will definitely be a lot of room for development in the future."

Xiao Ya quickly picked up the cup, bowed slightly in the direction of the director through an elder sister, and said humbly: "Thank you, director, I will work hard."

She took a small sip.

The male colleague next to him interrupted and said, "Xiaoya, the director is so supportive of you, why don't you just drink this little bit?"

"Look at what the director has done," the old fritters all sang along, insisting on making her drink.

At the end of the meal, Xiao Ya was already dizzy.

The sky was getting dark, and Xiao Ya wanted to ask the young girl to go together.

As a result, the girl said: "My partner will come to pick me up later, or you..." After looking around, it seemed that there was no lone colleague.

The director stepped forward with one hand in his pocket, put on a very chic posture, and said, "Xiaoya, take my car and I'll go with you."

Before she could refuse, his arms came around her.

"Uh, no, I'll take a taxi."

"Hey, why are you spending this money? Why don't you take the free bus and just walk around?"

At this time, all the colleagues left, and there was no one around.

Xiao Ya drank some wine and had no strength to resist at all, but she still muttered: "Director, you are also drunk, so you cannot drive drunk."

"It's okay, this little wine won't be a big deal." The salty hand put Xiao Ya's thin waist, and took the opportunity to touch it up. When he touched the sensitive edge, Xiao Ya screamed.

"You let go!"

The director pretended to be deaf and dumb, but instead of letting go, he got even harder, hugging her with both hands and taking her to the car.

"Ah ah ah, go away, help!"

Guests coming out of the restaurant heard calls for help and approached hesitantly.

"My partner is having trouble with me, it's okay."

When the passers-by heard these remarks, they paused and walked away, probably not wanting to cause trouble.

Xiao Ya's head was very dizzy, and her voice calling for help became smaller and smaller.

Just when he was about to be dragged into the back seat of the car, a force of gravity threw the man to the ground.

A fist like the wind hit Director Guozi's face. After two punches, it swelled rapidly and the corners of his mouth were split.

Xiao Ya covered her head and climbed up from the back seat, then got out of the car.

Unable to stand, completely unsteady.

Strong arms held her up, and a familiar voice sounded in her ears: "Are you okay?"

She was startled, raised her head and looked at the man falling from the sky with wide eyes.

How could it be, how could it be him!

Xiao Ya thought she was hallucinating, so she rubbed the corners of her eyes vigorously. When her pupils focused, yes, it was him, Song Zhiyu, who was supposed to be far away in the United States.

"Song Zhiyu," she murmured his name.

Song Zhiyu smiled indifferently, "It's me."