Wei Mingshen said, "I saw Lin Meizhi again today, and I realized that we are actually not a good match."
“Inappropriate?” Su Xueli repeated his choice of words.
"Yes, that means they weren't truly in love."
"What is true love?" Su Xueli stared intently into his eyes.
"True love is when you both feel happy looking at each other, it's that simple."
Su Xueli asked, "So, who are you mutually attracted to?"
Wei Mingshen said, "Not yet."
Su Xueli's heart sank, and she chuckled, saying, "So you mean you're not going to choose Lin Meizhi and are going to find someone new? That's easy. You just need to tell the matchmaker that you want to find a wife, and all those young ladies will line up to arrange blind dates for you. There's bound to be one that suits you."
Wei Mingshen narrowed his eyes. "Aren't you jealous?"
Su Xueli shrugged: "What does this have to do with me!"
After saying that, he turned around and quickly went to the kitchen.
Her heart pounded as she entered the kitchen. Could it be that love is like that song lyric from later generations: "What you can't get is always stirring, but when you're about to get it, it feels tasteless"?
Haha, anyway, it's none of my business who he loves in this life. The area south of the city is no longer blue, and the area north of the city is no longer beautiful.
I've let him go.
The chicken was ready, and the whole yard smelled delicious. Su Xueli removed the firewood, covered the pot with the lid, and let it simmer. This way, the meat would be more tender and the soup would taste better.
She went back inside to continue her straw weaving and saw that Wei Mingshen had already cut a large pile of thatch.
She couldn't help but praise him: "You're so quick with your hands. I'll teach you how to make the base, that will be much faster."
Wei Mingshen had seen a lot of things before, so she learned it quickly and wove it quite exquisitely.
Su Xueli sighed, "This guy's IQ is really high; no wonder he became a big boss later. In that case, it's a waste of his talents to be tied to her."
"Wei Mingshen, what are your plans for the future?"
Wei Mingshen said, his fingers intertwined, "Leave the future to the future."
Su Xueli rolled her eyes at him, "I'm being serious."
He said, "I'm being serious with you too."
Don't you have any plans for the future?
He said, "No."
Su Xueli was so angry that she ignored him.
I couldn't help but ask him, "Don't you want to make money and become a big boss?"
"Does becoming a big boss and making money just happen as easily as talking about it?" he asked her back.
Su Xueli choked again. Okay, what he said makes sense.
It seems that people who are destined for great things don't talk much or reveal their plans in advance.
He raised his head, looked at Su Xueli seriously, and said, "Xueli, my current plan is to help you expand your business, and then I'll start my own."
Su Xueli felt a warm current flow through her heart, and she looked at him and said "thank you".
This "thank you" completely baffled Wei Mingshen. He said, both amused and exasperated, "How am I supposed to understand your 'thank you'?"
Su Xueli also felt a little embarrassed, "What do you mean by how to interpret it? Thank you is thank you. Actually, you supported me from the very beginning when I started making straw weaving. You helped me come up with ideas and negotiated prices with buyers. Without you, I really wouldn't be able to do it so well."
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