Lost in love at the beginning, I backhand her best friend

"What?" Xu Yixin was surprised when she heard her son's words, "Are Qianqian and Qianqian coming together?"

"Together." Wang Zihao's expression was calm.

After glancing at Liu Xiangxiang, Xu Yixin quickly pulled her son aside.

Liu Xiangxiang was still young and ignorant, so she followed him.

She has clear eyes and long, silky hair. She is wearing a simple white T-shirt and a knee-length pleated skirt. She is youthful and lively.

Xu Yixin has a headache. The house is not as big as Fengzhiyu, and it is difficult to hide from others, let alone hide from others.

"It's okay, Xiangxiang is still young and doesn't understand anything, so you can talk." Wang Zihao knew that his mother wanted to ask about Xu Meili and Liu Qianqian.

"Yeah." Liu Xiangxiang was very cooperative with her brother-in-law and said quickly, "Auntie, I don't understand anything about your talk."

The girl is as beautiful as a flower, with long flowing hair, wearing light clothes, dancing with a youthful and lively atmosphere, like a smart elf, full of vitality.

On the edge of the balcony, Xu Yixin was a little crazy and asked her son: "Qianqian and Qianqian...are they okay together?"

"What's going on? The relationship between the two besties has always been very good." Wang Zihao looked at the messages on his phone. Xu Meili asked if they had started cooking. They wanted to take a shower and dress up before coming over.

Xu Yixin raised her hand, wanting to hit her son: "Am I asking this? Qianqian knows about what happened to Qianqian?"

"I found out last night." Wang Zihao responded to Xu Yixin's words while texting Xu Meili.

Xu Yixin glanced at Liu Xiangxiang who was playing with green plants on the balcony, suppressed her anger, and asked: "Do you know it's... you?"

"I know." Wang Zihao's nonchalant look was actually due to his multitasking.

Xu Yixin was shocked: "Then...how is their relationship?"

"At least it looks good on the surface, and it's beautiful. There's no need to lie to me." Wang Zihao lowered his hair and messaged.

Xu Yixin wants to turn off her son's cell phone and talk to you about business. He seems distracted about such a big matter.

But seeing that her son was sending messages to Xu Meili, she held back: "The difficulty...is this solved?"

Wang Zihao put away his mobile phone: "It's settled now. The baby doesn't have our last name. In their eyes, they took advantage. Mom, don't make a fuss."

Xu Yixin was a little unable to digest it, and Wang Zihao said again: "I know everything about Xiangxiang. Look at her, she is normal, but she is still so heartless."

Liu Xiangxiang, who was squatting and playing with green plants, stood up, cooperated very well, and smiled brightly: "Auntie, don't worry, the relationship between my third sister and her best friend is indestructible, and my brother-in-law cannot destroy the relationship between them."

Xu Yixin opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

Wang Zihao nodded secretly, she was still a naive girl.

This morning I kept asking him, what does it feel like to lick like this, and whether it feels comfortable for you to turn like this...

It's so simple.

Xu Meili didn't need to ask. She lowered her head and closed her eyes while sharpening her knife. She was very skilled and could do it with ease.

"I'll call Xiao Chen." Xu Yixin thought of her best friend again. Without her best friend, she was really afraid of having dinner at the same table with her son's two girlfriends and a showdown.

"Why are you calling Tianxian?" Wang Zihao asked.

"I've eaten at her house so many times and reciprocated the courtesy. It's not okay to ask her to come up and have a meal." Xu Yixin gritted her teeth. Children will always be children. No matter how old they are, they can't make their parents worry.

Wang Zihao had a headache, and a table of mahjong was gathered together.

Nine times out of ten things in life are unsatisfactory, and the dream of just guarding one girl for the rest of his life has come to nothing.

Life is so difficult and there is no way to resist it.

Either go with the flow or linger.

Wang Zihao felt that he had both, and had a harder time than ordinary people.

"I'll go down and invite Sister Tianxian in person. It's not polite to keep calling." Wang Zihao said.

When Liu Xiangxiang wanted to ask me to go too, Wang Zihao said to her: "My dad cooks and my mom has nothing to do. You talk to her."

Liu Xiangxiang's eyes lit up. Her brother-in-law could do it at any time, but her mother couldn't.

With such a good opportunity, the mother should accompany her brother-in-law first.

"Well, you go ahead." Liu Xiangxiang pretended to be calm and atmospheric.

We can't let our brother-in-law's mother feel like she's still a little brat.

This young lady has grown up, with the help of her brother-in-law.

Afterwards, Wang Zihao went downstairs and went to the 25th floor to find Chen Tianxian.

Chen Tianxian was not next door and was on the phone at home to handle some matters.

Seeing Wang Zihao coming over, she stretched out her hand and motioned for him to sit on the sofa and wait for her.

Wang Zihao did not sit down and leaned over to eavesdrop on the phone, wanting to hear what Chen Tianxian was calling.

After listening to a few words, Wang Zihao became bored. She was on the phone with the person in charge of her own brand.

He had to check his phone for a while to read this chapter.

"Society is very tolerant. Not all mentally ill people live in mental hospitals, like me."

"Baby, the weather is getting hotter and hotter. I don't know what I would do without your cold ass."

"Don't ask me what I will do in the future. I never thought about living that long."

"I want to spend my money wisely, but I find that life is full of sharp edges."

The reader is really talented, Wang Zihao was amazed.

Many writers also read the books he published and imitated them?

None of this is important. What is important is to convey what this chapter in the book says.

I heard that a writer relied on this to write a fine novel, and then he wrote more chapters in his own book. If he copied this chapter in his own book, he could easily get a masterpiece.

No wonder the poor get poorer and the rich get richer.

Ma Tengfei said one thing last time, saying that when he was on the street, he learned that he had a recommendation, and the name seemed to be very high - the homepage editor blocked the recommendation.

He didn't know where the location was, so he asked in the group, but no one in the group of five to six hundred people answered him.

It turns out that this is the recommended position for Mosquito Legs on the streets, and it is normal for no one to pay attention to him.

Last month, Ma Tengfei received a big push. Because he kept revising the version and forgot things a lot, he didn’t know where the location was, so he asked again in the group.

Immediately, a group of writers immediately started worship mode and enthusiastically took screenshots and pointed out recommended locations. Ma Tengfei did not change his nickname into a pen name in this group, and no one knew his identity.

But this recommendation is a reward only for good grades. A group of writers naturally regard the person asking as a boss, and they either want to make friends or curry favor.

After checking the phone for a short time, Chen Tianxian hung up the phone, walked back and sat next to Wang Zihao: "Why are you here?"

Wang Zihao did not answer for the time being, admiring the beauty in front of him.

Chen Tianxian looks like a fairy, otherwise she would not have the reputation of "fairy". She is more and more dignified and elegant, with fair skin, beautiful facial features, long black hair slightly disheveled, wearing a gorgeous long dress, and well-dressed.

Her smile makes people feel friendly, and her eyes shine with unique intelligence and wisdom.

Her temperament exudes a calm, free and open-minded atmosphere, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

"You are the moon hidden in the clouds, and you are the treasure I have spent my whole life looking for." Wang Zihao lay down with his head resting on Chen Tianxian's lap.

The touch is so good. For a slender little girl like Liu Xiangxiang, appreciation is more important than practicality.

That's not to say that she is impractical, but compared to someone like Chen Tianxian.

There is a difference between a financial group and a financial group, but we cannot say that the one with less wealth is poor.

"I'm not a little girl anymore. You can't deceive me with sweet words." Chen Tianxian's voice was gentle, but the corners of her mouth raised, revealing her true inner state.

Old ladies in their 80s and 90s all love beauty and like to hear compliments from others, let alone her.

"How can telling the truth be called coaxing? I am your soldier and will never be on guard against you." Wang Zihao said.

Chen Tianxian smiled and then asked doubtfully: "Why can you cultivate dead soldiers by eating porridge and pickles casually in the past, but now you can't recruit even one worker for five thousand a month?"

Wang Zihao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Is this what you think of a dead soldier? Five thousand a month, working from morning to night, being treated like a dog all day long, working 12 hours a day, taking three or four days off a month, and still having to pay at the end of the month." Assessment?"

"Isn't it?" Chen Tianxian asked.

I heard that people in ancient times were relatively honest and had many behaviors and ideas that are unbelievable to modern people.

For example, when the Emperor of Zhou divided the world into feudal states, the Yan State was completely disconnected for hundreds of years because the fiefdom was remote and there were many barbarians. Everyone thought that the Yan State had been killed.

In fact, the Yan State was still holding on. It really couldn't defeat the Shanrong. It was beaten to the point of subjugation and was forced to do nothing. The king remembered the original covenant and sent people to ask for help.

After so many years, the Western Zhou Dynasty has disappeared. Relatives and friends from three to four hundred years ago are asked to help fight when they meet. It is still the kind of fight that not only distinguishes between superior and inferior, but also determines life and death.

The reason is the agreement made by our ancestors back then, that you have to come and help me if I encounter something.

Let alone modern times, how many people were willing to do this in ancient times?
In the end, this agreement was actually kept.

Duke Huan of Qi personally led the troops to the expedition, beat up the mountain soldiers, destroyed the two kingdoms of Lingzhiguzhu, and allocated fifty miles of land from his own country to Yan.

Wang Zihao lay on his back and looked at Chen Tianxian with clear eyes and admiration.

Chen Tianxian's face is as delicate as a sculpture, and his deep eyes are filled with gentle light.

The slightly curly long hair is draped casually on the shoulders, adding a bit of mature female charm.

Wearing simple but elegant clothes, she shows her elegant temperament, kindness and warmth.

"Let me scan your knowledge blind spots. For the dead soldiers in history, their treatment up to now is private rooms in five-star hotels, where they can eat, live and drink for free, drink, fish and play, and have round-the-clock butler service. You get tens of thousands of pocket money a month, a luxury car that costs millions, your parents have full-time caregivers, your children go to international schools, and when your boss sees you, he only asks if your service is good and if you are having fun, all year round. There is not much work for you. Suddenly one day, the boss needs someone to risk his life, and he has to go if he wants to save face." Wang Zihao explained.

Chen Tianxian blinked and asked, "What do you want from me? A yacht, or a private jet..."

Wang Zihao turned over and lay on his side: "I came to this world not for glory and wealth, nor to reproduce, but to see how the flowers bloom and how the water flows..."

Chen Tianxian's body became inexplicably hot. Being with the little man made her feel younger.

The little man is playful, curious about everything, and has a lot of demands, but...

Quite cute.

"If you don't want glory and wealth, most of what you have now will be lost." Chen Tianxian said.

Wang Zihao did not answer, thinking deeply.

Chen Tianxian continued: "Don't talk about those people in Beidiao, just talk about your girlfriend's family. They are all people who make a lot of money and do big things. These people often take relationships very lightly. In their eyes, money and power are more important than relationships. It's a lot more important. Emotions will affect a person's choices. Many friends who start a business together end up with uneven distribution of money because of their relationship. Many couples open small shops together and see the business getting better and better. Divorce starts because of money. On the way to becoming rich, one always has to be determined and give up something, most of which is love.”

Wang Zihao suddenly felt that his life was miserable again, and said: "I have many girlfriends...it turns out that I am a pathetic person."

"That's not what I think. If a few ordinary girls are willing to follow you, your money is indeed the most important." Chen Tianxian said.

"That sounds pretty good." Wang Zihao sat up from the sofa, "Let's go up and eat."

"Auntie is cooking over there. I won't go up to eat today." Chen Tianxian arranged Wang Zihao's clothes.

Wang Zihao said quickly: "My mother asked me to come down and ask you to come up."

"Why?" Chen Tianxian asked.

Wang Zihao said sheepishly: "Meili and Qianqian are coming over for dinner later. My mother's psychological quality is not good enough. She can't sit still when she knows they are showing off their cards."

"Did you tell your mother?" Chen Tianxian was surprised.

"It will happen sooner or later. Let her get used to it slowly." Wang Zihao pulled Chen Tianxian up from the sofa. "By the way, Xiangxiang is here too."

Chen Tianxian was not surprised: "I'm going to change my clothes and go up. I can't be too casual."

With that said, she went back to her room.

Wang Zihao followed her, watching her pick out clothes from the closet, and watching her skirt slip off...

"Sister Na, is she running to announce something now, or is she traveling around the world?" Wang Zihao asked, admiring the beautiful scenery with clear eyes.

"I didn't pay much attention. She must have made an announcement. She will not live in Junsha permanently until the house is ready for occupancy in October." Chen Tianxian showed off her figure gracefully.

"She is really a prodigal. She would have spent hundreds or even thousands just to stay outside for a day." Wang Zihao said.

Chen Tianxian took his hair out of his collar and shook it elegantly: "My place is not her home after all. It is rented. She will feel embarrassed if she stays here for a long time."

"Pay attention to people." Wang Zihao admired Chen Tianxian arranging his clothes in the mirror.

Chen Tianxian suddenly said: "By the way, the organizer of the Folk Song Art Festival in November this year invited me."

"What kind of event is this? Is it grand?" Wang Zihao asked.

Chen Tianxian lamented: "It was once a smash hit, comparable to the Spring Festival Gala. When it was the most popular, it invited several international superstars, but then it gradually disappeared and failed to continue this 'world famous brand'."

"Then are you still going?" Wang Zihao and Chen Tianxian walked out of the room.

"I owe the organizer a favor, and I have to repay it," Chen Tianxian said. "This folk song art festival had great hope of promoting our folk songs to the world, as long as it was successfully held for seven or eight consecutive years. But it was only three or four years ago, because There is less and less sponsorship, less and less attractive, and it is slowly becoming uninterested.” (End of Chapter)