Chapter 855 Is He a Cheap Person?
It’s like peaches. Many of them look alike, but if there is a slight difference in color, shape, or lines, there will be a world of difference between two peaches.
But that doesn't stop buyers from classifying them as the same kind of peaches.
When Zhang Yuanyuan saw Jiang Wanwan, she suddenly understood why counterfeits could not replace the originals.
Her self-confidence withered like a flower, and her thoughts drifted farther and farther away. One night, she and Cheng Shiguan had just gone to bed. Cheng Shiguan looked not in a good mood, so she naturally wanted to use her kindness and gentleness to melt his heart, so she asked him what was wrong.
Cheng Shiguan complained to her, and Jiang Lian always asked him why he liked Jiang Wanwan but not her, even though they were sisters.
Zhang Yuanyuan really wanted to say, not to mention family background, education and character, Jiang Lian’s face was far inferior to Jiang Wanwan’s. How could she have the face to compare herself to Jiang Wanwan?
"Director, since you have a familiar friend here, I will go back first."
Zhang Yuanyuan said with a smile.
Cheng Shiguan then remembered that Zhang Yuanyuan was beside him. He was so nervous that his palms were sweating: "Okay."
Zhang Yuanyuan walked away wearing black wedge-heeled shoes.
Obedient and tactful.
Cheng Shiguan unceremoniously asked to sit opposite Jiang Wanwan. God knows, every time he saw her, he felt that his life had meaning, like breathing fresh oxygen.
Jiang Wanwan saw him sitting over and frowned, ready to leave.
Cheng Shiguan left awkwardly and stood aside, fearing that Jiang Wanwan would be unhappy and leave: "Don't move after just taking a bite, be careful not to get a stitch in the side."
Jiang Wanwan didn't want to move either. It was so hot and she didn't want to run around with the bowl in her hand.
"If you move away, I won't move."
Cheng Shiguan took two steps back cautiously, and when he stood still, he smiled bitterly: "Wanwan, don't be on guard against me. As long as you are happy, I won't do anything."
Jiang Wanwan put her chopsticks down beside the bowl and looked at him sneerfully: "Really?"
"Do you think I'll be happy if you put out my father's spirit basin? Do you think I'll be happy if you like Jiang Lian and do everything to me in the future?"
Jiang Wanwan looked at him with clear eyes: "Ask yourself, is your pain tormented by guilt or the obsession of not getting what you want?"
She was annoyed that he would stare at her every time they met, so she decided to talk it out all at once.
Of course, she was willing to talk to him about it because he was indeed affected by the change of his fate. If he didn't understand this time, she would beat him with a stick next time.
Cheng Shiguan felt that Jiang Wanwan's attitude had softened a little, and tentatively sat down opposite her.
Seeing that Jiang Wanwan didn't drive him away, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and put his hands on the table stiffly: "I admit that my current guilt is to make myself feel better, but I like you, it's also true."
He smiled bitterly: "You may not be able to believe it, but my feelings for you are consistent. I love you. I don't know why I was seduced by Jiang Lian halfway. I suddenly woke up at the educated youth center that day. After I woke up, everything changed."
"I have done so many bad things to you, and you finally got disappointed and married someone else. Wanwan, I'm sorry, but I don't know how to make it up to you and win you back."
Jiang Wanwan picked up her chopsticks again and sipped her noodles: "Hehe."
I don’t know. It’s a cowardly and hypocritical excuse for men.
It just so happens that she doesn't need it.
"You don't have to figure it out. Let me explain it to you."
Jiang Wanwan stirred the noodles with chopsticks: "If you hadn't been bewitched by Jiang Lian, do you know what the situation would be like now?"
Cheng Shiguan couldn't wait to say, "We are already married. I work in Beijing and have a successful career. If you marry me, you can do whatever you want. I will give you all the money I earn and buy you bags, food, and a house. I will give you whatever you want."
There were still people coming and going outside the state-owned restaurant, and on the road outside the glass there was an old man selling popsicles with a thermos box hanging on his body.
The people in the military vehicle on the roadside called him and bought two. Fu Hansheng stuffed one into his mouth and handed the other to Shen Xingjiang who was sitting in the passenger seat: "Eat one, it will help you get rid of your internal heat."
Shen Xingjiang took the popsicle and bit off half of it: “I’m not getting angry.”
Fu Hansheng was amused: "Do you know lip reading? That pretty boy said that he would give all the money he earned to your wife, and buy her bags, food, and a house. He would give her whatever she wants."
After saying this, he laughed twice.
Shen Xingjiang looked inside with his dark eyes, and ate the other half of the popsicle in the second bite. When the popsicle melted, there was a little bit of something like cotton wool left in his mouth, which he chewed twice and swallowed.
"Let's make a bet."
Fu Hansheng showed interest: "What are you betting on?"
Today was interesting. I drove out to do some work and unexpectedly ran into Old Shen's wife and his pretty boy having dinner. We even made a bet. It was so fun.
Shen Xingjiang narrowed his eyes: "I bet my wife will throw the chopsticks or directly throw the bowl of noodles at him. I bet she will just throw the bowl."
"No way. The other party is smiling in public. Can your wife do such a heavy hand? I bet your wife won't do it. I bet you will do it."
Fu Hansheng has known Shen Xingjiang for such a long time, so he knows his temper very well. He is a rough guy.
It's not his style to see something and not do anything.
Shen Xingjiang frowned slightly, with an indescribable murderous intent all over his body. His thick eyelashes drooped slightly, covering his gradually darkening eyes: "I won't make a move here."
Fu Hansheng felt strange: "Why?"
Shen Xingjiang: "If I do it now, my wife will think that I misunderstood that she was having an affair with a man outside, what should I do if she gets scared?"
Fu Hansheng: “?”
Shen Xingjiang: “Even if I explain it clearly later, what if she still feels stressed?”
Fu Hansheng: “???”
Can anyone see his helplessness?
Shen Xingjiang: "You don't understand, my wife is timid and has poor psychological endurance. I promised her that I would give in to her except on the kang."
Fu Hansheng: “???”
"I won't say anything if you show off, but can you please consider the fact that I don't have a partner?" Is he a mean person?
Shen Xingjiang: "No. I don't have many friends, and Cheng Hanzhang is in poor health, so I can only show you. Otherwise, I married such a good wife, but others don't know how good she is. Do you know how that feels?"
"...I don't want to understand." Fu Hansheng gripped the steering wheel and wanted to drive away.
Shen Xingjiang held his arm: “Why are you running? Don’t forget that we are making a bet. Do you want to be a coward?”
Fu Hansheng had a blank expression on his face, as if he had given up hope: "Just shut up and I'll keep watching."
Inside the glass window of the state-owned hotel, Cheng Shiguan was still dreaming: "We will love each other as before, and we will have a son and a daughter."
Jiang Wanwan interrupted him: "You are wrong, we should have divorced."
“After one year of marriage, I find out that you are cheating on Jiang Lian or your little secretary, and we get divorced. After the divorce, you will bully me and take all my money. Then I will go to the countryside and meet Shen Xingjiang, and we will get married.”
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