Scheming Boss Hard To Please

"Well, I don't have any more cigarettes. Let Zeming buy me a box!" Joe's dad was completely rude.

Qiao Mo ran was stunned again and looked up at Cao Zeming. Cao Zeming stood there. She frowned and asked: "Dad, is this the thing?"

"Are you not happy?" Joe's father didn't seem to think that Qiao Mo ran would be so indifferent.

Qiao Mo ran whispered: "no!"

His voice softened a little, but he felt uncomfortable. Ze ming's money was not in vain. Joe's father asked for a box of cigarettes at a mouth. When he went back from the last wedding, Cao Zeming moved a box of cigarettes for him, and it was not long before!

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't buy it!" Joe dad said that again.

Qiao Mo ran lowered his head. "I see. I'll bring it back to you this week!"

She's got a subsidy of 6000 yuan. Buy cigarettes for Joe's father!

However, it suddenly occurred to her that Cao Zeming said she didn't care about him. It seemed that she had never given him a gift or asked him what he needed. She had never asked him what he needed. She had never asked him what he needed. She did not do enough!

Cao Zeming did not speak. He came over, took the phone from her hand and said to the phone, "Dad, it's me. Ze ming, is there no smoke?"

Qiao Mo ran didn't expect that Cao Zeming would be so smart. Her telephone voice could not be heard by others, but Cao Zeming guessed it!

She looked at him, and he said to her, "you eat first, I'll tell Dad!"

Qiao Molan has no appetite. However, she still quietly reaches the edge of the table. When she sees the stack of paper on the table, she is stunned. Then she takes the paper, tears it directly, and then throws it into the garbage can in the kitchen. When she comes back, she finds that Cao Zeming is on the phone, but her eyes fall on her without blinking.

She did not speak. She lowered her head, sat down again, picked up her chopsticks and began to eat.

Cao Zeming's Vinegar sliced potato is very delicious, and the fried garlic chrysanthemum is also delicious.

She's eating a lot. Over there, Cao Zeming is talking to Joe's father on the phone.

"Dad, I'll ask the driver to send it back to you tomorrow. What else do you need? Is there no wine? Two days ago, I asked my friend in the distillery for two barrels of original wine, 75 degree high wine. I'll give you a taste! Take advantage of the weather is not cold these two days, when you are OK, go up the mountain with your mother to catch two live scorpions, put them in high wine for a while, and then drink a cup with your mother every day, which can effectively treat your old cold legs! "

Qiao Molan's big mouth of food is stuck in his throat. His parents have old cold legs. Before he dug the river, he fell ill. At that time, he volunteered to clear the river at the beginning of each year. His parents went there and left the root of the disease. I haven't asked her these years. What she doesn't care about is not only Cao Zeming, but also her parents! She was not comfortable just now, because her father asked Cao Zeming for cigarettes. She still regarded dignity as seriously in her bones, so she would care so much. However, he is already her man! She didn't treat him as one of her own from the heart, so she was so uncomfortable?

"Dad, where, Momo has been very concerned about you, has been worried about you, this is what she asked me, know how you are!" Cao Zeming sat on the sofa and talked to Joe's father like this.

Qiao Mo ran a burst of sweat, know that Cao Zeming this is a white lie, do not want Qiao father and Qiao mother sad. In fact, the last time I went back with Gu Yisheng, the attitude of Qiao's father and Qiao's mother towards themselves was completely different from that of the past, even warm. Qiao Molan knew that it was all due to Cao Zeming, who had done a lot of work that she didn't know.

Cao Zeming said a few words to Joe's father, then hung up and went to the bathroom to have a bath!

Qiao Mo ran ate rice and then went to wash the dishes. After washing, she went to the study.

Cao Zeming's study, she rarely visited.

She opened the door, went in, stood by the bookcase, then pulled it open, and looked for the clues he had just said. He said something like that, and he had written countless sheets.

She opened all the bookcases, and in the last door she saw a delicate wooden box at the bottom. It was the kind of old-fashioned Dresser Box. It was exquisite.

She picked it up, put it on her desk and opened it.

Inside, there are countless pieces of paper full of her name, each of which seems to be dipped in pain and deep feelings.

Her heart trembled.

Yes!

He wrote too!

In other words, while writing, tears, pain!

On the last piece of paper, I wrote a letter. An unfinished letter, only a paragraph.

The time and date were the night before she and Gu Yisheng got married, and she saw it written like this.

Dear Momo, you are going to get married, but the groom is not me! And I wrote this letter, you can't see this life, but I still want to write, want to write something, in order to contain my heart, I write, while heart blood! How can my girl become someone else's woman? I really don't understand, Momo. I thought that we were the most suitable couple. Unexpectedly, God had to attack my self-confidence. Yes, I was too confident, so I deserved to be punishedMo Mo, you will never know, the first time I kiss you, I think of the pitcher. You're like a carnivore in the forests of South America, the man eater. Unfathomable and slightly open, close when so gently touched. Flying insects or butterflies, they can not help but or desperate to fall into, and then be swallowed. Even if you die, if you can leave your sweet lips, even falling can be eclipsed immortal.

When I lost it, I never thought I would lose it. I thought I would come back a few years later. When you grow up, I am not bad. I really like you and protect you. You are still mine. However, five years later, you have become your woman, and I want to cherish, but I do not know how to cherish again!

My girl, do you know how much it costs?

the letter is written here, with her name all over the back, and the tip of the pen is all scratched.

There was a dull pain in her heart.

"In fact, I know you've been hit today!" Suddenly a deep male voice came from the door.

Qiao Mo suddenly turned back and saw the man at the door, wrapped in a bathrobe. He leaned by the door of the study. His face was a little lonely, "just, is it because of the paper or that life paid a high price?"

Qiao Mo's eyes widened. Cao Zeming's words were nailed into her head like a steel needle. She felt a burst of heartache, which suddenly became uncontrollable.

Paid a high price in the past, efforts, everything is still hurt, forced by people, forced by themselves, how much after the event is desolate Qin heart, no matter how stubborn to bear it also eventually collapsed, the only thing you can do is to lower your head, do not say a word.

"Mo Mo, the road together will be very long, will be very confused! Are you helpless and even confident to go on? " He has worries about the future, too many things, too many people like to meddle in their affairs.

Qiao Mo ran walked over and hugged his neck. He didn't have the strength to do anything more. He just put his head in his neck socket. After that, he said firmly: "as long as Ze ming is there, Momo is not afraid."

He put his hand around her and said in a soft voice, "then don't be influenced by anyone and try to live the life you want. Don't deceive others, don't deceive your heart

She nodded. Holding his bathrobe at the mouth of his heart, he had no way to suppress it. His intermittent sobbing turned into a wail.

He laughed: "cry so aggrieved do what? As if I really wronged you? "

She cried: "you said you didn't want me, you said it yourself How can you say that? I'm very sad. Do you know? "

A long time ago, she cried secretly. However, after following him, she always cried in front of him, crying uncontrollably, without image, but full of emotion.

"In fact, I'm just worried that Momo doesn't want me. I'm more afraid than you are, and more worried that you will not go down with me!"

"Don't say that again, never!"

"Good!" He nodded.

Her hand is like holding his heart, even breathing is painful.

Finally, she cried and curled up into a ball, even no voice, the air was only choking, he still maintained the posture of holding her, pulling the corners of his mouth, "Mo Mo, why don't we do something else?"

Her hands were stiff, and then around his neck, almost the whole person leaned towards him, slowly released her hands, and then red eyes, looked up, eyelids are swollen, red eyes, lips trembling, whispered: "I don't do, who let you bully me, later you bully me, you'll hold yourself!"

Her voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, and then her face turned red.

Cao Zeming's lips opened a self mocking arc, "look, how strong a woman's revenge is. I just bullied you, and you refused to go to bed! You don't love your husband! "

She lowered her head for a long time, and then looked up again. The only trace of crying was the red and swollen eyes.

Then, as if she had made up her mind, she drew close to him again and put her hands around his waist again.

He just gave a faint smile and gave her a lingering kiss. Under the light, his beautiful face was dazzled.

Then, she heard his pleasant joke: "Momo, in fact, look at the problem from another angle. Should we thank the creators of the troubles and problems that try to separate us?"

Qiao Mo ran did not understand and looked up at him doubtfully.

"Because the more they want us to be apart, the more we can be together," he explained

If it can be explained in this way, she can only say that he is the spirit of ah Q.

"Well?" He didn't hear her answer. He closed his hand and hugged her waist.

“…… I think so She answered him quietly. "The real winner always takes his opponent with him when he sends a thank-you note at the end of the letter. He will thank the opponent! Because the opponent may be the obstacle in front of you, and the contender for hope and goal, sometimes it will bring a lot of inconvenience and frustrations to the road of life. If you fail, you may treat it with hostility. When you succeed, you will thank the other party! "