Jiang Moli has lived a very proper life, except for her premarital pregnancy during college. She doesn't drink alcohol, and she hasn't been to the movies in years.

"I don't drink." Although Jiang Moli had been out of touch with society for many years, she was still wary. She wouldn't go for drinks if a strange man invited her.

But then again, thinking about it, he's also a pitiful man who was cheated on by his girlfriend, so I couldn't bear to reply so decisively.

An Jingfeng went to great lengths to ensure that Xiao Anhe would not be disturbed and could do what he was supposed to do at the right time. He, who had never been a skilled actor, suddenly experienced a qualitative leap in his acting skills.

He covered his face with his hands and slowly squatted down on the ground. "I'm so sad, I'm so heartbroken. I've been so good to her. I give her all my salary every month. To make sure she eats well and has fun, I haven't even dared to buy her a pair of long johns. Look, it's so cold, and I still haven't put on any long johns."

He's a true acting talent, an absolute acting talent. Otherwise, Jiang Moli wouldn't have been able to empathize with him and squat down with him.

Jiang Moli said with red eyes, "You're right. We're all human, why should we treat ourselves like this? Come on, let's go drink, it's on me!"

That's so domineering.

An Jingfeng couldn't help but look at Jiang Moli.

Standing close, An Jingfeng could see Jiang Moli clearly. In terms of facial features, she was very pretty, with red lips and white teeth. If she dressed up a little, she would definitely be considered above average in a crowd.

Jiang Moli thought that An Jingfeng couldn't get up because he was too sad to stand up. She didn't know where she got the strength, but she reached out to help him.

To make the scene more realistic, An Jingfeng let her help him up.

Since they were going to drink, they would definitely have to go to a bar. There were no bars nearby, so An Jingfeng gestured for Jiang Moli to get in the car, and he drove her there.

Seeing An Jingfeng open the car door, Jiang Moli hesitated again. She remembered that just a few minutes ago An Jingfeng had said that his monthly salary was all spent on his girlfriend, and he didn't even have money to buy a pair of thermal underwear.

If someone can't even afford thermal underwear, why can they drive such a nice car?

The reason Jiang Moli said An Jingfeng drove a good car was not because Jiang Moli was knowledgeable about cars, but because Zheng Heping liked cars and had been obsessed with studying them for a period of time.

He especially loved Land Rover, saying that every man should own one. Jiang Moli, influenced by his love for Land Rover, also learned that An Jingfeng drove a Land Rover.

This car isn't cheap; it costs at least a million.

A person who drives a luxury car worth millions says he can't afford long johns. Does that mean the long johns he wants to buy are made of gold and inlaid with diamonds and jewels?

"Is this your car?" Jiang Moli didn't directly say she wasn't going to drink, but instead looked into the car door that An Jingfeng had opened. It was completely dark inside, and she couldn't see anything, before asking him.

An Jingfeng knew exactly what Jiang Moli meant by those words. Without even blinking, he said directly, "You overestimate me. How could someone who can't even afford thermal underwear possibly afford a car like this? This car belongs to our boss. I'm just driving it for him."

With that statement, coupled with the sound he deliberately made, which was mixed with various helpless sighs, the lie before and after was made complete.

Seeing that Jiang Moli was still hesitating, An Jingfeng sighed and planned to put on another melodramatic performance. However, before he could start, Jiang Moli had already gotten into the car.

As An Jingfeng closed the car door, he glanced at the gate of the residential area and thought, "Yeah, bro, just go ahead and do what you're supposed to do."

At this moment, he seemed to have accomplished his mission and left without a trace, concealing his identity and fame.

An Jingfeng wasn't a regular at bars, so he just randomly picked one, parked his car, and went inside.

At this time, the bar was bustling with activity. Jiang Moli was clearly there for the first time, and she stayed close to him, never leaving his side.

An Jingfeng found a relatively quiet corner spot. A waiter quickly came over, prioritizing ladies, and asked Jiang Moli what she would like to drink.

"I..." Jiang Moli looked reserved. "I'm fine with anything."

The waiter was clearly taken aback. It was probably the first time he had encountered someone who came to a bar and said "anything is fine." "Miss, even if you say 'anything is fine,' you should still order one thing. Otherwise, I don't know what would suit your taste."

An Jingfeng interjected, "Give us two drinks..."

The waiter quickly withdrew, and Jiang Moli looked at An Jingfeng with admiration, saying, "You're so professional."

The bar was too noisy, so An Jingfeng leaned close to her ear and said, "It's all an act. It's just two cocktails."

Jiang Moli insisted on her opinion, "That's also very professional."

When An Jingfeng told her that his job was as a driver for his boss, it became natural for him to come to the bar so easily.

Five years of family life have worn down Jiang Moli's original personality. She spends her days doing housework and taking care of her children, and her activities are limited to three points: home, kindergarten, and the market.

Sometimes, when she wakes up in the middle of the night and looks at the empty bed next to her, she feels sad and wonders how much she has wronged herself and whether it is worth forgetting her own sacrifices.

I always thought things would be better when the child was a little older, but I never expected that my husband would cheat on me before the child even grew up.

Zheng Heping must still have some lingering affection for her, which is why she hasn't mentioned divorce. With a marriage like this, a mother-in-law like this, and a husband like this... does she really still have the courage to persevere?

After entrusting her child to another good friend's care tonight, she went to find Xu Moran.

Only now does she realize that what Xu Moran said to her back then, though harsh, was actually honest advice, even if it was hard to swallow.

The path ahead was indeed under her feet, but she no longer trusted herself and wanted to hear Xu Moran's opinion.

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