675: C675 Let's Live a Good Life

C675 Let's Live a Good Life

Jiang Zhao smiled and flicked her forehead. "That's not because Qiu Xiaoya is really capable. It's because Zhuang Yichen is really capable. In this society, it was too difficult to rely on real ability to make a name for yourself. There are countless designers who are more intelligent, talented, and talented than Qiu Xiaoya. What was she really capable of? It was Zhuang Yichen who brought her up. It was just that no one outside knew that Qiu Xiaoya was Zhuang Yichen's person. She only took such a big advantage. The young girls in Haicheng all treated her as an inspirational novel. Actually, without Zhuang Yichen, Qiu Xiaoya is nothing. "

Ye Er suddenly had some changes in her impression of Zhuang Yichen, "I can't tell that Zhuang Yichen treats women quite well. "

Jiang Zhao snorted unhappily. " Am I not good to you? "

Ye Er realized a problem. In fact, she could not casually praise other men in front of her man. This was an unspoken rule, especially when her man was good to begin with. She needed to praise the man in front of her. "Of course it's good. My husband treats me the best. "

Jiang Zhao's eyebrows flew a few times. "It's good that you know. Then tell me, what kind of major do you want to learn? Just like what Si Jie said about you that day, being uncultured is really scary. Hurry up and go study, so that you won't keep making things difficult for me. "

Ye Er pouted her small mouth and said, feeling wronged, "Hubby, you dislike me. "

Jiang Zhao said straightforwardly, "Yes, I dislike you. "

The woman's grievance disappeared in an instant. She said unhappily, "Hubby, can't you be more tactful?"

The man frowned awkwardly. "How tactful? You taught me. Shouldn't you say that? Wife, you really know a lot. It's really not a problem to communicate. Wife, you really know astronomy, geography, and women. No one can compare with you when you're alive. Wife, you really. . . "

" Enough, shut up ~ ~! "

" Oh, you talk like that. Am I going to say that my wife is so gentle?"

"Jiang Zhao, I hate you. "

"I know," said Wang Yao.

"You know?" Jiang Zhao asked.

"Yeah, because women like to hear good things. They don't like to hear bad things. Wang Yao said. What's more, you're an uncultured woman. "

"But husband, a woman without talent is virtue. "

"But wife, transmigration is fake. You can only dream back to the Qing Dynasty tonight. "

Ye Er's voice became hoarse again. "Jiang Zhao, can't you coax me?"

"Oh, good boy, good boy. " Jiang Zhao reached out and patted Ye Er's back. He imitated the tone of his parents teasing a baby, "Is this coaxing?"

Ye Er did not dare to ask for more brilliant coaxing. Jiang Zhao's limit was to be "obedient. " "Hubby, let's live a good life in the future, okay? Don't go to Ouyang Yan's place. You are married to me. How can you be unclear with other women?"

"Okay. "

Ye Er was surprised that Jiang Zhao agreed so readily, "Really?"

"Which matter did I lie to you about?" Jiang Zhao felt really sleepy at this time. He had to sleep well. He stretched his arms and neck hard, then fell down. "Good night, Yunye. "

"Good night, Zhao. "

In the villa of Xi family, the lights in the painting room on the second floor were still on. Xi Zhentian had already slept. The maid said that the young master had not slept yet. He was really worried, so he knocked on the door. No one answered, so he pushed the door open and went in. Enyuv was still painting.

"Enyuv. " He called out softly, afraid that he would scare his grandson.

Enyuv held the color tray and slowly drew. Knowing that someone had entered his studio, he did not have any reaction. He looked at the painting. There was a calm and confident smile at the corner of his mouth. "Grandpa, I want to compete with Jiang Zhao. Fair competition, no more drugs for Ye Er. I want to use the proper way to get her. Don't interfere. "

Xi Zhentian knew that Enyuv didn't care about anything from the moment he changed his mind. If he insisted, even the Nine-headed Bull wouldn't be able to pull him back. However, he still couldn't believe that a girl could bewitch Enyuv like this. That day, he had also seen Ye Er. She didn't seem to be very familiar with Enyuv.

"Enyuv. . . "

Enyuv raised his head and sighed, "Grandfather, rest early. Don't force me anymore. "

"Enyuv, there are many good girls in this world. Why do you insist on a married woman? They are husband and wife. What kind of innocent girl can't you find?" Although Xi Zhentian could not strictly reprimand Enyuv, his tone carried a lot of blame.1

In his mind, although Enyuv changed his heart, it did not affect anything. Enyuv was very outstanding and sensible. He should be worthy of the best girl in the world, and everything should be clean.

"Pure?" Enyuv asked back with a smile, "Grandfather. Our family is not innocent at all, so why ask for his innocence? She's only married now. I've been thinking about it for the whole night. Actually, this result is the best outcome I have expected. I've thought of a worse and worse situation before. Actually, I shouldn't be so pessimistic. "

He had indeed thought of a worse outcome. In the past, he had thought that she worked at a nightclub. The" selling body "she had mentioned made him unable to sleep or eat in peace. Fortunately, it wasn't that kind of place to find her, right? To them, this was a type of luck.

He had thought about what she had said during breakfast many times. If she really was such a stubborn person, what could he do even if he took her person?

He wasn't an impulsive person to begin with. When he faced her, especially when he saw her smile at Jiang Zhao, he felt that he was a little late, but it didn't matter if he was a little late. It was fine as long as he caught up to her.

Since he had already made up his mind, he would let it be. He had lived a life of plain water for so many years. He did not care about waiting. If Jiang Zhao really entered her heart. . . Then he would uproot Jiang Zhao from her heart. Only in this way would he be the safest.

The pressure in Xi Zhentian's chest trembled, "Enyuv. If you insist on becoming enemies with Jiang Zhao for the sake of a woman, grandfather can only give up everything in Haicheng and take you away. We will go overseas. "

Enyuv lowered his head and continued painting. He said in a plain tone, "Grandfather, if you want to go overseas, then go. I like it here. Grandfather, I didn't expect that even you don't love me anymore. . . "

Jiang Zhao habitually got up in the morning to give Ye Er a morning kiss before going to work. He felt at ease. It seemed that when he got up, there was someone beside him. Someone who could make him remember and then turn his head away. His smooth and white forehead was there, and he kissed it. Not as soft as lips, not like lips that fell down to get more. He would not think of endless desires when he kissed like his lips.

The moment when he kissed on the forehead, the moment when he touched the water lightly, it meant that this person was beside him and beside his pillow.

Jiang Zhao sat up. He hesitated for a long time about this morning kiss. After thinking for a while, he thought about it. Yesterday, she said that we should live a good life.

She had said it more than once.

She was clearly so young, full of vitality, and at such a dazzling age, she said something that only people who had experienced many years would say, "Let's live a good life. "

Nineteen years old, what did it mean to know what living a life meant?

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