Flash marriage contract, the abstinent president changed his gender

If she hadn't suddenly received a red envelope from her cousin, she wouldn't have noticed it.

When she was in high school and college, her aunt would secretly give her a few hundred yuan, or even two thousand yuan, every year, saying it was a birthday gift from the whole family. In fact, she understood that it was to subsidize her living expenses.

After she started working, she refused to accept any money no matter what, so her aunt stopped giving her any. Instead, her cousin gave her 200 yuan on behalf of the whole family every time, just symbolically, saying it was for buying cakes.

This has been the case over the past few years, and we both understand each other tacitly.

In fact, she did receive a few blessing text messages on her mobile phone today, but she has been very busy recently and didn't have time to read them before.

After receiving the red envelope, Yu Qingluo sent her a cute expression in return.

No matter how bad life is, there is always beauty in it.

After taking another look at the cake model on the counter, Yu Qingluo smiled:

Two hundred yuan is enough for her living expenses for a week.

In fact, whether or not to eat cake, or whether or not to have cake, is not as important as you think.

Turning around and just about to leave, she saw Yu Kehuan coming out carrying a few bags. Their eyes met and they both turned away at the same time.

It's really a narrow road for enemies~

Yu Qingluo had just muttered to herself when Yu Kehuan spoke up:

"You've had a rough time lately, haven't you?"

Mouth still stinks~

Looking back, before Yu Qingluo could even reply, a cake bag was thrown in front of him:

"I almost forgot that the doctor told me to control my sweets intake. Pregnant women are troublesome. You are lucky."

In the bag in her hand was a palm-sized cream cake. Although it was not large, delicate or complicated, the decoration on it was obviously in the shape of a candle.

Suddenly, Yu Qingluo was stunned.

At this time, Yu Kehuan's cell phone rang, and she answered the call impatiently:

"Got it, I'll be back soon."

"If it doesn't start at 8 o'clock, I won't even be able to catch my breath."

After hanging up the phone, Yu Kehuan looked at Yu Qingluo again, took out a box of mung bean cakes from the bag given to her, took one and took a bite.

"Aren't you pregnant? Why are you staying up late?"

According to Mengqiao, live streaming can make money, but it is stressful, with huge ups and downs, and you have to stay up late and often get harassed and exposed online. It is really not a job that ordinary people can do.

Therefore, many internet celebrities are either depressed, taking medicine or have a bad temper in private. Can her body endure it?

"You don't have to eat when you're pregnant? Didn't you ask me to think more about myself?"

Yu Kehuan's tone was angry, and Yu Qingluo's temper also became angry:

"You can't speak normally, can you?"

"As if you would~"

They stared at each other in silence for a moment. It was obvious that both of them were restraining themselves. From childhood to adulthood, they were almost always like this. Either one of them didn't say a word from beginning to end, otherwise the beauty would definitely not last more than two seconds.

After taking another bite of the mung bean cake, Yu Kehuan said sullenly:

"One of our company's goods had problems at sea. We probably lost tens of millions of dollars because we didn't buy insurance. Things are not peaceful overseas, and several stores have been looted and smashed. We don't know how to solve the problem. We will probably just have to accept our bad luck in the end. It seems that the bank loan is about to expire."

"The family has been in a state of chaos and anxiety lately."

"Jun...his company's project was also investigated due to fire or pollution issues and may be stopped. Everything happened at the same time."

"I've taken out all my savings. If I take care of one side, the other side will be unhappy. I can't do much. Anyway, it would be a sin for me to be idle at this time."

"Actually, it's good that you don't have money in a 'crappy' class. They won't want to find you. They all think that I can make tens of millions from a live broadcast. Who knows how many people I have to support, how much money I have to spend on preparation and data collection?"

"I don't have the final say on key traffic. What's the point of working hard if they don't give it to you?"

The word "aunt" rolled around Yu Kehuan's lips several times, but she didn't say it out loud in the end.

She felt that Yu Qingluo would find out sooner or later, and given her feelings for her uncle's family, she couldn't just ignore it. This was why she suddenly wanted to buy a cake when she saw it when she went to buy mung bean cake to relieve stress just now.

Sisters in distress share the same suffering.

That was the feeling I had at that moment.

She and Pei Junchi still have some emotional foundation, but now the two families are starting to have conflicts as soon as they have some trouble. How can she be good?

Thinking about how she was living a tight life and still had to support her aunt's family, and how she was probably treated as inferior by Yin Liting and had to endure humiliation, Yu Kehuan suddenly felt that it was quite boring.

After all the fighting, winning or losing is just a mess.

Just as Yu Qingluo was about to say something, Yu Kehuan's phone rang again. She turned around and left. In the end, she only had time to shout:

"take care."

Yu Kehuan didn't look back, but waved the hand holding the phone.

It seemed like a response, but also like a farewell.

Watching the heavy and clumsy figure, which hadn't shown her pregnancy yet but felt heavy and clumsy, disappear from her sight, Yu Qingluo's gaze finally stopped on the cake and snacks in her arms.

Although the two of them were not on good terms, Ke Huan did not seem as malicious and ruthless to her as she had imagined. So what happened that day at the hotel? How did she end up with Pei Junchi?

She couldn’t figure it out, so she stopped thinking about it and finally found a place. She took a photo of the cake and a selfie of herself hugging the cake in the sun, and posted it on WeChat Moments for the first time:

[Life is not easy, but there is sweetness in the bitterness. Everyone is persevering, so why don’t you work hard?]

She followed it with a string of “come on” emoticons.

It was also strange that the emotion and motivation today were given to her by Yu Kehuan.

When the phone rang again, she answered it with full energy:

"Why is it the Sifang Club again? Don't you get tired of going there every day? Are you sure there are big clients?"

The call was from Jiang Zhan, a young man she had just met. He was a little kid, but they got along very well. He also brought her a few clients, but they were all unavailable at the moment.

She had been called over no less than three times this week. She saw a lot of people each time, but she didn't see anything except eating, drinking and having fun.

The temperament of young men is too unstable, they may not have money, and it is hard to say what they like or dislike. If she was not in urgent need of money, this customer group would not even be within her consideration. But no matter how small a mosquito leg is, it is still meat after all.

The most important thing is that Jiang Zhan is sensible!

Thinking of the one million in his account, and hearing that the club was having an event today and that there must be a lot of high-quality members, Yu Qingluo couldn't bear to be with this big client again:

"Okay, I'll stop by later."

……

In the private room, after finishing his meal with Zhu Nianqing, Yin Liting handed over a women's watch that he had bought on the road.

"Happy birthday."

"Thank you~"

They smiled at each other, and understood each other tacitly. They replaced the wine with water and drank another glass.

"By the way, why aren't you with your family today?"

Before Zhu Nianqing could say anything, Yin Liting's phone rang:

"Quadrilateral Club? Now?"