Ordinary but not simple

Song Wenxi's family had dinner outside, Song Qinuo ate several small ice creams, Song Wenxi didn't say anything, Liao Xiaojiang went to get Song Qinuo's favorite cream cake, such a straightforward way of flattering, Song Wenxi can't see When they came out, there was a plate full, Song Qinuo sat beside Liao Xiaojiang, Liao Xiaojiang ate a small piece, and the rest was all thanks to Song Qinuo.

Where did the luck come from, that Song Wenxi found such a good Liao Xiaojiang, who was so happy to be a stepmother, and treated Song Qinuo well, far more carefully than Song Wenxi.Back home after dinner, Liao Xiaojiang hugged Song Qinuo, Song Wenxi took the flowers, went to the living room to get a vase, and put the flowers up, Song Qinuo ate delicious food today, and naturally sensiblely clamored to take a bath and go to bed.

Liao Xiaojiang picked up Song Qinuo's clothes and his own clothes, went into the bathroom, took a bath with Song Qinuo, and took a bath together.Song Wenxi put the flowers in a vase and placed them in a suitable place so as not to obstruct anyone's way or sight. Listening to the laughing and laughing voices of Song Qinuo and Liao Xiaojiang in the bathroom of the living room, they must not have taken a shower. , make trouble again.

Song Wenxi returned to the room with a smile, turned on the bedside lamp, took off the suit jacket, hung it outside the closet, pressed it down, straightened it, took out the mobile phone in the suit pocket, put it on the bedside table, unfastened the tie button, and hung it on the hanger , twisted his neck, unlocked the watch, opened the closet, dragged out the small cabinet dedicated to the watch inside, put the watch back to the empty space, closed it, cooperated with the left and right hands, unbuttoned the shirt, and rubbed his hands with the palm of his hand in a relaxed manner joint.

I don't know why Song Wenxi stood in the closet in a daze, until a phone call came in, she seemed to be a good friend, "Hello," this point, "What's the matter?"

After drinking, Zhongzhirou said, "Wen Xi, what should you do about your speaking Chinese?"

Song Wenxi sighed, "Have you thought about talking to Qiu Chenyu about this first?"

"Qiu Chenyu has done enough to conceal the Chinese language," Tadashiro said, and the man couldn't talk together, after all, the other party was not easy to talk to.

Song Wenxi vaguely sensed from his tone, "Did you check other things?" If this is the case, not only the friend's lover is too much, even he is too much, "How can you do this?"

"I know you don't want to know too much, but Qiu Chenyu didn't just get married, he also transferred part of the property belonging to Han Wen to his new company, and this company is empty, There is no project, only cash flow." If Zhong Zhilang hadn't been drinking, he wouldn't have dared to mention this matter again and again, "You wouldn't tell Liang Hanwen about what I told you today, would you? ?”

"Will you intervene in this matter?" Song Wenxi remembers that as a friend, she should not talk about interests other than feelings. "I'm talking about his company." They are all businessmen. I am not, and I don't want them to work. In addition, talk about things in the company.

"I won't let Hanwen have nothing," Tadashiro wanted to conspire with him to deal with that villain, "you know," if the person is not good, then change another one, "he is still so young, he can find someone who suits him , "Anyway, both I and him had the experience of changing partners.

"This is a relationship problem," Song Wenxi changed her hand to answer the phone, bowed, "it's not a business competition, we can't help Chinese to make choices," she pressed her forehead with the other palm, "Zhiro, calm down." , "Things are already complicated enough, and he still competes, "Hanwen cares about him very much, no matter what happens, he can forgive him, do you remember?" Lower your voice, "For Hanwen, Qiu Chenyu wins Live their lives, they've been together longer than me, than you."

"So what?" Zhong Zhilang sat at the bar and saw his lover approaching, "Qiu Chenyu doesn't treat him well, so don't let our good brother waste time." He hugged him.

"You are too excited about this matter," Song Wenxi thought that he had taken the wrong medicine tonight.

"I know the feeling of being betrayed better than anyone else," Tadashiro said angrily, but with a smile on his face, because his lover was in his arms, smiling happily.

"He's not her, and you're not Hanwen." Song Wenxi disagreed with Qiu Chenyu's behavior, but she couldn't make a choice for Liang Hanwen. "Zhilang, we can't replace Hanwen and punish anyone, including those who hurt him." Maybe when everyone thinks that life is difficult, Han Wen has already forgiven Chen Yu.

"Okay," Tadashirou knew he would not cooperate with him, "This is a society ruled by law, I should calm down," snorted softly, "That's great," hung up the phone, "Damn it!" Put it in your pocket inside.

Gu Ke kept a distance from his brother, and after he didn't let him find out, he rarely saw him lose his temper at others, "What's wrong?"

"I feel worthless for my friend," Tadashiro kissed him, "How long until get off work?"

"It's been more than 4 hours." Gu was afraid he was tired, "Why don't you go home and rest first." At this height, he can just touch his hair, "You just came back today, you must be very tired, very tired."

"No matter how tired you are, you have to have a shot," said the bartending shed at the counter, rubbing the clean glass with a dry towel.

Gu Ke looked at him, blushing as if thinking of something.

Tadashiro is of course the kind of real man who will strike out no matter how tired he is, "Very experienced."

Xiaopeng gave him a bewitching look, "I can't say experience, I just know how to read people."

"Oh?" Tadashirou stretched his arms around his lover's thigh irregularly, "Am I so inconsistent?"

"You look very careless." Xiaopeng put down the dry towel and poured him a glass of lemonade, "Actually, I like to be clean." Watching him take the glass of lemonade, "You have a lovely face, But you never look east or west, and you keep grabbing your lover and showing your affection at the counter. At this time, even if someone who is not afraid of death wants to strike up a conversation, he will be scared away because of your actions towards Gu Ke. Dare to get close," it's a pity "tsk tsk tsk, jealous man."

Tadashiro was rightly told, "I have the potential to be a wife slave." He pinched his face with the hand holding the wine glass, "Little rabbit, your face is so red, do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Go to the bathroom now?Gu Ke's face turned even redder, "I can't walk anymore."

Xiaopeng thought that the people he was familiar with would be relatively low-key, but unexpectedly, "Are you really the Gu Ke I know?"

Gu Ke didn't speak, but buried his face in his chest.

Tadashiro received the signal, picked up his lover with a thick skin, threw a smirk at the bartender at the counter, got up and went to the bathroom here.

Song Wenxi was hung up by a friend, "..." put the phone back on the bedside table, feeling confused.

Liao Xiaojiang opened the door and came in, and saw that he was still wearing the clothes he went out, sitting by the bed, "Wenxi?" Through the illumination of the bedside lamp, it seemed that his actions at the moment were extremely confused.

Song Wenxi got up and hugged him without saying a word, "I feel so tired." In the past, no matter how big things happened, she was the only one who endured them silently, without saying a word.

"Go to rest earlier," Liao Xiaojiang stroked his back.

"Yes," Song Wenxi nodded.

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The next morning, Song Wenxi woke up and took care of Liao Xiaojiang and Song Qinuo as usual, cooking, sending them out, and going to school by herself. Every day was so heart-warming, and now there was an annoying thing that couldn't be solved, Song Wenxi couldn't find it. When I vomit in the tree hole, I can only think about it every day. I think about it during class, and when I rest after class, I also think about it.

"Really." Feelings are not a subject, and Song Wenxi couldn't use a formula to answer, "What should I do, I have a headache..."

"Professor Song," a beautiful female college student walked into the classroom, leaning against the corner of the podium, "what are you worrying about?"

Song Wen regretted that she was the study committee member of a certain class, "It's nothing."

"Here is the registration form for the class," the beautiful woman who walked in handed an autograph booklet to the female college student, "Hurry up and ask everyone to sign, so I can sign up together," she smiled, "It's troublesome." Seeing her holding the autograph Reluctantly turned around and left, "Professor Song, you are good at everything, but you don't keep a safe distance from female students." His popularity is known to newcomers, and those who leave are still thinking about it, "Know How troublesome will it be for a teacher-student relationship?"

"I'm sorry," Song Wenxi smiled softly, "Thank you, Miss Xiaolin."

"Be more careful in the future," senior sister Xiao Lin knew that his smile was polite, not ambiguous.

"Okay," Song Wenxi got up, intending to leave with her.

"The school is planning to come to a beautiful woman with a high IQ," Senior Sister Xiaolin walked beside him, with an inexplicable sense of superiority, "You have to seize the opportunity, Professor Song."

"Oh, I already have a lover," Song Wenxi was not interested in this matter, "Thank you for your concern."

"Ah?" Sister Xiaolin knew that he was low-key, but she didn't know that he was so low-key, "When did it happen?"

"Recently," Song Wenxi doesn't like gossip very much, "We get along very well, so I have plans to remarry." Before avoiding trouble, let me say that I am no longer single, so I can save myself a lot of unnecessary trouble in school.

Sister Xiaolin was surprised, "Wow," and patted his arm, "A good man is indeed very sought-after, and before you know it, you have changed."

"Also?" Song Wenxi didn't feel that she had changed a lot. If there was a change, it was indeed what she wanted.

"I'm divorced," Senior Sister Xiaolin said suddenly, "I want to meet the next him sooner," wanting his approval endlessly, "Isn't it great?"

"Besides not doing things that hurt others, people should know how to enjoy life," Song Wenxi was surprised when she heard the news of her divorce. "My friends often tell me that," but that's other people's business.

"Indeed," senior sister Kobayashi said in a relaxed tone, "I wish you happiness, and wish me a happy life." There was no trace of sadness.

"Well, happy life," Song Wenxi came to the door of her office, waved her hand away from her, and turned to enter the door, "It seems that no matter how confused I am, I have to work harder."

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Around noon, Liang Hanwen went to the street to buy vegetables. He sold a week’s supply. He planned to write a new book at home without going out. As planned, he bought unsprinkled green vegetables, a small winter melon, 1 broccoli, and pork. Some, a few meatballs, put them all in the vegetable basket, and pretended to go away contentedly.

"Brilliant!" Liang Hanwen took the vegetable basket to the car he drove, opened the back door of the car, carried something, and when he threw it, a car came in from the empty space next to it. It was a low-key luxury. If it wasn't for someone who knows cars, I really didn't know that this car was a limited edition, so I didn't have to wait too long. A handsome guy got out of the car, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and he was very elegant and heroic. "Hey, this car is good," he said. , rich, "what do you do?" It's either a rich family or a social elite.

The man didn't recognize him, but followed the person who got out of the car, "Liang Hanwen?"

Liang Hanwen also saw the person who got off the passenger seat, "Brother Zhongming," I didn't expect them to be in the same car, so there is no need to ask, most likely they are children from rich families, "I'm here to buy vegetables, how about you? "

"Same," Zhong Ming walked around the front of the car and stood beside a man he didn't know, "Let me introduce you, Cheng Liang."

"Hello," Liang Hanwen reached out and shook his hand lightly.

"How about this, why don't you come to my house for dinner when we come back from buying vegetables?" Zhong Ming subconsciously put his arms around the arms of the people around him, "You haven't come to my house for dinner yet."

Liang Hanwen was a little surprised, "Ah," he agreed first.

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