960: C960 Are You Talking about You

C960 Are You Talking about You

"You promised me you'd let me dance, and you promised I'd win!" Champion, although it was a little suspicious of going through the back door, even if one wanted to be vain, there was nothing wrong with it. Ye Er did not think that this was a shameful act, and it was not like she did it alone.

"Yes, I promised you! But this kind of national standard duo dancing is not allowed!"

"Why not? What's wrong with you doing the national standard duo dance? Are you discriminating? In the beginning, you said it was okay!"

"Anyway, I won't allow any other man besides me to hug you. I will hug you longer than I do! No. I can't even hug you!" Jiang Zhao was unhappy when he thought of this. He would just go home and hug her at night. Then he would eat and hug him when he went to bed. Not counting when he fell asleep, he had only hugged her for a short period of time. And this was even when he wasn't on a business trip.

As the saying went, for a program with such a long competition schedule, to rehearse and practice dancing every day was just like eight hours of work. After hugging for such a long time while in a clear-headed state, and even entrusting his safety and life to that person, it was like entrusting his life to that person. He was foolish enough to let his wife do those things.

Yan Yan was right. Back then, he shouldn't have opened any dance rooms for her. If she wanted to earn money, she could even open a casino. If she opened any dance rooms, there would be problems just by dancing!

A delicate and tender wife, a graceful figure, and a beautiful face. Which normal man would hug her for a few hours all day without any problems?

"Jiang Zhao, you have to be reasonable. How can you think of me as that kind of person?"

"You are not that kind of woman, but there are many men like that!"

"You are talking about you, right?"

"Yes, if it is me, I am!"

The two of them argued with their faces red. In the end, the outcome was already decided from the start.

Ye Er would never win. The one who won would always be a chess player who could control the game. Even if she could argue with Jiang Zhao and reason with him, Jiang Zhao had the right. If he did not say anything, the teacher behind the scenes could remove her from the game.

Ye Er felt a little disheartened and lowered her head. How could Xiaoya do that? Why could she not do it when it came to her?

He actually associated the normal dance relationship with a man and a woman hugging each other!

What exactly is the structure of this man's brain? . . .

Xiaoya slammed heavily into Zhuang Yichen's car door.

Zhuang Yichen drove the car. Just as the car entered the entrance of the high-rise, a white Land Rover suddenly stopped beside Xiaoya in the rearview mirror. He knew this car. The license plate number was Xiaoya's birthday.

Kang Yiyun!

He punched the steering wheel hard. The car did not care about the traffic rules and directly turned a big steering wheel at the entrance of the highway. It turned left.

Xiaoya had just opened Kang Yiyun's car door when she was lifted up like a chicken. When she was thrown into the back seat of Zhuang Yichen, she suddenly realized that it was Zhuang Yichen who did this.

Kang Yiyun wanted to open the car door and chase after her, but Zhuang Yichen had already closed the car door and drove away!

The atmosphere in the car was so cold that Xiaoya could not help shaking. "Zhuang Yichen, what do you want to do?"

"Qiu Xiaoyao, it seems that you still do not understand what I mean. " When Zhuang Yichen spoke, the lines of his nose and chin were so stiff that it was scary. Even his voice was cold and ruthless. He took out his phone to make a call. After a few seconds, he said, "Fourth year of the Media College, Xia Qian, who is currently doing her internship at Channel 2 in the city. . . "

Xiaoya rushed over and snatched his phone before hanging up, "Zhuang Yichen! If you dare to touch Xia Qian, I will fight you to the death!"

Zhuang Yichen continued to drive and looked down at the woman on his shoulder. "Fight to the death? Can you fight me to the death? My life is harder than yours! Do you want to try?"

" What exactly do you want to do? "

" Qiu Xiaoyao, you should know why I didn't care about you a few years ago. You have been too naughty recently. "

"Our relationship has ended. I have my own life and freedom. "

The man laughed coldly. "Is that so? When did it end? Yesterday? "

A strand of hair seemed to have grown out of Xiaoya's heart and grew longer and longer. That strand of hair was thin and soft. When she pulled it, she was afraid of breaking it. However, if she did not pull it, she was afraid of tying a knot and pulling it until it hurt a little.1

When she sat back down, the cushion she touched was soft and comfortable. Not only did this car look domineering and dazzling, its interior was extravagant as well. Lying on such a seat was like lying on money. She would not buy such a car even if she had money. It was too expensive and the maintenance fee was too high. Even if she could afford it, she could not afford it.

Everything needed to be managed. You couldn't afford it, but you insisted on buying it as a front. The one suffering was yourself.

Xiaoya had always been a woman with a strong sense of worry. From the first day she had been with Zhuang Yichen, she had thought that she could be abandoned at any time, so she wanted her own house and career. So she bought a car worth more than two hundred thousand yuan, in case she was abandoned by this man one day and couldn't afford a good car.

She always had a way to comfort herself when she encountered setbacks.

Just like this time, she owed a debt to someone else. No one would help her, and no one would care. She would have hung herself a long time ago. But she didn't. She just thought that at most, she could find another man to help her. Anyway, this was how she started her career. However, when she advertised her marriage, Someone was willing to help her pay the debt, but she pretended to be virtuous. She held it in a bashful manner.

That advertisement had some selfish motives. Zhuang Yichen did not care about her and let her run her own course.

Fine, then she would let him see how she would live and die.

Relying on men was not something shameful. She, Qiu Xiaoya, had relied on sleeping with a man these few years to reach her present state.

In the end, when he killed his way to the Qingfeng Garden, she was actually delighted.

There were some things that even she herself was unable to figure out. It was just that after she broke up with him, she always felt very disappointed when she thought of him. It was as if there was something imperfect that caused the cherry blossoms to bloom for the entire day. However, because of the huge storm at night, the cherry blossoms had dried up, making it look really ugly.

It was just like how she was truly ugly after she had split her hands.

She was the one who had suggested breaking up, but he didn't even frown as he agreed. He generously gave the house to her without even blinking.

At that time, she felt that she had been abandoned.

She had long known that she would be abandoned, but when she was abandoned, she was still at a loss.

Her mother's words were somewhat true, somewhat false. She didn't really want to verify it, but what was his current attitude?

He didn't allow her to get married, yet he wanted her to continue to be with him?

He did not know how much capital he had left to move this man. It seemed that it was impossible. She had lost her brilliance, but she could not afford to waste her youth anymore. Especially when she saw Jiang Zhao beside Ye Er, she felt that she was beyond cure.

She always told Ye Er that a woman must have her own career, so that one day when she was abandoned by a man, she would have nothing.

But it was so funny. Even if Ye Er was abandoned by a man in the future, she could reasonably and legally get alimony or divide Jiang Zhao's property after divorce.

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