The woman gritted her teeth and cursed the person who delivered the message.
"What about getting married?"
Ning Buyao tied his tie and fixed his hair in front of the mirror.
"No idea."
He glanced at the woman through the mirror and said, "If you want to get married, I won't stop you. Otherwise, let's just stay together like this."
He is quite restrained in some aspects.
Moreover, over the years he had indeed only satisfied his physical needs with this woman.
The woman felt bitter and lost.
"Are you sure you won't abandon me when I'm in my seventies or eighties and meet your true love again?"
Ning Buao was a little surprised to hear this.
He looked at the woman and said, "I thought we reached a consensus at the beginning that neither of us would be responsible."
"If you are in this state of mind now, and I have no intention of getting married or settling down, our relationship can end."
"An Qiao, you don't need to cater to me, and you don't need to give this relationship any beautiful ideas or words."
"What's between us is different from what's between others. It's not love."
"Don't wait until years later to look back and regret the relationship."
"If the time comes, even if you label me a scumbag, I won't accept it."
He raised his hand and glanced at his watch.
He grabbed the suit jacket next to him.
"I still have to work. You should leave as soon as possible. I think our relationship can end here."
It is inevitable to feel regretful when a relationship that has lasted for ten years ends abruptly.
However, An Qiao seemed to be thinking about settling down from what he said.
Obviously, Ning Buao doesn't have that ability.
The final result is that you can only withdraw and leave.
A short pain is worse than a long one.
The door closed in front of An Qiao's eyes.
The footsteps gradually faded away.
Her previous charm was gone, and she collapsed powerlessly on the bed, her eyes blank and unable to focus.
She really wanted to get married.
When I was 26, I met him abroad and we soon got together.
To date, it has been ten years and four months.
She is about to turn 40.
She is already an older pregnant woman, and if she delays the pregnancy for another two years, she will probably go through menopause.
She wanted to have a child, a child that belonged to her and Ning Buao.
Unfortunately, Ning Buao didn't have this idea.
She didn't blame Ning Bu'ao. After all, when they first got together, they agreed not to get married or fall in love. Whoever had those needs could go to the other.
Ever since Ning Buao returned to China, she has come here once every month.
Ning Buyao would visit her three or five times a year.
She admitted that she was a little sentimental.
During the past ten years, Ning Bu'ao was the most perfect lover, and it was inevitable that he would be deeply trapped in it.
But the result was not satisfactory.
Over the years, many people have pursued her, but she could never accept anyone other than Ning Bu'ao.
At this point, she couldn't continue to pester him.
After crying bitterly and washing up, An Qiao took an international flight and left Longguo.
As a model with some fame in the country, her work focus is basically abroad.
There is no way, the soil in this area in China is relatively thin.
Moreover, given An Qiao's status in the modeling industry, domestic shows cannot afford to hire her.
Her agent is based abroad, so it is difficult for her to make decisions.
**
"Mr. Ning."
In the company, in Ning Bu'ao's office, a tall and thin man was sorting some documents and chatting with Ning Bu'ao.
"You're almost 40 this year, right? You're not getting married or having children, are you planning on being single for the rest of your life?"
The man is the art director of Huli Company. He is in charge of the art content of the two games that the company is planning recently.
Ning Bu'ao raised his eyebrows and glanced at the other person lightly.
"I have a flawed personality. If I give birth to a child, I'm sure it won't be well-educated. Why bother?"
His childhood was not a happy one, it could even be described as full of disasters.
The human species.
We have to admit that our lives are influenced by genes.
In the early years, he also thought about having a full family.
Unfortunately, things did not go as planned.
I noticed the changes in my mentality, and I still feel sad when I think about the despair.
His parents' education really passed on to him.
After having a child, he may unconsciously pass on the harm caused by his parents to his own child, which is something he does not want to see.
The thin man pondered for a moment and said, "That makes sense."
Ning Buyao shook his head and sneered, "What do you know."
"I do understand," the thin man said. "I know someone who grew up under parental oppression. He hated such behavior countless times and even firmly vowed not to do it to his own children. The result... is very sad."
He sighed slightly, "No wonder they say parents are their children's first teachers. A failed parenting method is like a thorn in the flesh. It takes great perseverance to break free from it."
Ning Bu'ao deeply agrees with this.
Said: "You are very good."
The thin man curled his lips and said, "My family education is rare in Dragon Country."
Meng Ci came from a relatively privileged background.
Her mother is a famous lyricist in China, and her father is the director of cardiac surgery at a top tertiary hospital in Beijing.
Both of them are open-minded people. From childhood to adulthood, they never force their son to do anything, but guide him from the side.
From a very young age, the couple began to develop their son's interests and hobbies, including various musical instruments, dancing, martial arts, etc. They eventually discovered that their son had an outstanding talent in painting, and he was also very interested in it.
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