After Wang Jianan hung up the phone, he habitually raised his wrist to look at his watch, then angrily threw his arm down, and the watch was fucking lost.
There are still two hours left before he and Li Dajun have a good game.
He sneered at himself. The big bosses' nightlife had just begun, but what about him before?
Usually two hours later, I hug the chubby Wang Xintong to take a bath and go to bed, and lie in bed with my son to learn foreign languages.
Lao Sui, Lao Wang, and several older brothers he kept in touch with would often pat him after drinking, and say mysteriously that he didn't know how to be a man, mocking him and asking him why he was hiding.
Even so, I had to go to the inevitable social engagements head-on, and later I simply turned down all the social engagements that I could avoid showing up at.
First, when he saw those drunk and money-mad people hugging each other's necks and waists, he sighed and felt a little worried for himself.
Secondly, he always asks women to sit farther away from him. What's the point? Damn it, I'm afraid Chu Yiqing's dog nose will find something.
Thirdly, his unfashionable reservedness also restricted his hands and feet.
You say everyone else is like that, but he's the only one hiding and looking out of place. Yes, he's innocent, and others have to worry. If his true identity is exposed one day, they'll doubt his innocence first, and then it'll be hard to explain.
So...
Look, Li Dajun was puzzled when he answered the phone.
Seeing how obedient and sensible he is, it really makes people feel at ease. He is almost as good as her other good son, Chu Yiqing.
Wang Jianan slammed the office door, shouting in his heart: I'm going to go along with the gang tonight. Chu Yiqing, you're sorry for the past ten years for treating me like this!
Before going to meet Li Dajun, Wang Jianan planned to get himself drunk first.
It's not that I don't dare. Between husband and wife, who is afraid of whom? It's just respect, but people use it to their benefit.
He seemed to be paying tribute to the fact that people should have conscience and the final bottom line, and to pay tribute to this mentality, sitting in the old-fashioned braised pork shop.
The pot was bubbling, and the steam was rising up, smoking my face.
The slightly plump owner was friendly and forthright. He knew Wang Jianan well, a regular customer. He approached and said, "It's been a while since you've been here. How are you?"
Wang Jianan pointed at the hot pot and praised it, "The fire-baked bread is cut into a well-shaped knife, the tofu is cut into triangles, and the head is also chopped into small pieces. There are small intestines and pig liver. It's just like before, showing a sense of care and rules."
The shopkeeper was so pleased with the compliment that he smiled happily and asked the waiter to put the ingredients on the table. But when he looked inside, he saw only leeks, chili oil bean curd and vinegar.
"Go, give this gentleman some cloves of garlic. Even mashed garlic isn't good enough. It's not strong enough." He then asked Wang Jianan, "Isn't that right? You see, my memory is pretty good."
Wang Jianan waved his hand and refused. You're kidding, how can I kiss my little sister after eating garlic for a while? "Give me a bottle of Erguotou, you're busy."
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Wang Jianan was just bragging to the boss, but he barely ate a bite of his dish. He downed a glass of white wine, washing it down with a lot of emotions in his stomach.
All these emotions came from the humiliation he learned about during the day, and all revolved around Chu Yiqing's wife, the mother of his son.
Shameless thing!
No wonder my sexual interest in him has dropped so much. My head feels hot and my butt hurts when I do that. Ah, it turns out there is a strange man.
Men think cheating is an affair, while women think cheating is love.
It's definitely love. What the hell are you thinking about love? If you love me, I won't marry him, and he won't marry you. You two shameless bastards!
You haven't forgotten your first love yet, and you like him, right? Are you planning to cheat on him first, and then go on to be with someone else? Wishful thinking!
Wang Jianan gulped down another glass of white wine, staring fiercely at the steaming rice pot:
A good wife and mother steals a man!
A good wife and mother? Ugh! She doesn't deserve it.
Damn it, you still want a divorce. He downed the spicy white wine in one gulp.
You'll be so beautiful!
I haven't had enough fun yet. When I have, I will throw you out of the house like a rag.
You want a smooth divorce without any delays, right? I'll drag you to death, I'll bring disaster to you, Chu Yiqing, I'll let you cheat me like this!
After drinking four taels of white wine, the alcohol was too stimulating and brought back all the grievances.
Wang Jianan covered his face with one hand to hide his red eyes.
Chu Yiqing, you are such a piece of shit.
I'm so nice to you, I'm like a follower.
You drive a car and I ride a bicycle.
When you get angry, you fly off on all fours and let me go back by myself.
You look down on my salary. I hand over my salary every month and always think about saving money because I'm afraid you will spend it lavishly.
These are the small amounts of money that you look down upon, but I always think that in case you are so unreliable, these can be used as an emergency measure.
You two can come and get all the good food and clothes.
You look down on us two sisters who are relying on you and still paying attention to you, so I will join you in forming a united front and give them the cold shoulder.
You treat my mother like a nanny, and I have never refuted you to her face. Do you know how much I have compensated my parents in private?
You were having a quarrel with your mother's family, and I was like a third grandson, running around on both sides and having no chance of success. I had to put on a silly face and pretend that nothing happened, pretending that I had no sense and could not see through it.
Over the years, I, Wang Jianan, have troubled you by giving birth to Wang Xintong. That’s because I can’t give birth. Even if I could, I wouldn’t need you.
What do I want? I'm an idiot, I just want you to treat me like a fool and walk away because I fell in love with you the first time I saw you.
For so many years, you have kept me hanging, letting me be curious but not satisfied. I finally understand that it is not that I am not satisfied, but that you look down on me. Can you devote yourself to me? You just hide away when you can!
Wang Jianan sniffed, unaware that the shopkeeper was constantly looking at him sideways. He gulped down half a glass of baijiu, the spiciness of it making him cry and sniffle.
Twenty-seven times, each time lasting two hours.
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