Underdog Versus Boss

Xie Qianning came out with a salute and walked in confusion on the street, not knowing where to go.

Just now on an impulse, she decided to leave, but when she walked out of the door, she didn't know how she should go next.

Looking back, that is already impossible.

Forward, but don't know how to go.

The first thing to be solved now is to find a nest.

She has also saved some money over the years, originally intending to save it for her wedding and honeymoon, but now it seems that it is no longer necessary.

It doesn't matter, just use the money to rent a good house for yourself.

Xie Qianning raised his head, looked up at the sky, let the tears flow back, took a deep breath, adjusted the pain in his heart, and set aside all the bad memories in his mind, and then took a bow and went to find a house.

I'm late to work now, so let's be a miner.

Over the years, in order to save money, regardless of wind and rain, she went to work on time, not even late, let alone a miner.

But now, without Wen Shaohua, she suddenly felt that life had become very easy, standing on the street, watching all kinds of men and women pass by, and then look at how out of place she was in her outfit.

Girls younger than her, either dressed **** or fashionable, look better than her rustic shirt and jeans. The difference in clothing made her look older.

She had never cared about this before, and she had thought about everything for Wen Shaohua. As long as he managed everything well, she would feel complete, but she had never thought of herself.

Xie Qianning took the salute, stood outside a clothing store, and looked into the mirror inside. Seeing himself in the mirror, he was vicissitudes and dull, and there was no vitality at all. He felt annoying when he saw it, let alone someone else.

"Xie Qianning, you are so stupid!" Sad self laughed.

For a man who finally abandoned her, he spent ten years of his youth and lost the most beautiful period of a woman. It was really silly.

"Sister, your salute is in the way, please take it away." A young man passing by with his arms around his girlfriend walked past, because the road in front was blocked, so he spoke unhappy.

Xie Qianning recovered, looked at the young man, and then at the woman in his arms, thinking about what he called her just now: Big Sister.

Why does this name sound so awkward?

Is she very old?

"Sister, what are you stupid? Your salute is in the way, please take it away." The woman also spoke, and she was speaking coquettishly in the man's arms. The voice was sweet as honey, and it made people feel layered. Waves.

Hearing such a voice, Xie Qianning remembered the voice when he was speaking again.

She never acted like a baby to Wen Shaohua, nor did she deliberately use this sweet voice to speak, because she felt that only the real thing can be exchanged for all the sincere things, and the feelings are the same.

But now, she suddenly felt that her thoughts were so naive, and men liked the false surface instead of the real substance.

The more she thought about it, the more she found herself ridiculous.

"Eldest sister, please take the salute away, okay?" The man saw Xie Qianning still not responding, so he increased his tone and said again.

Despite this, the other party still did not respond.

The woman shook her head helplessly, pulled her boyfriend, and walked to the other side: "Forget it, don't worry about Obasan who has a problem with his head, let's go over there."

"it is good."

What, Obasan.

Xie Qianning was even more shocked when she heard this address from a woman, even angry, and wanted to scold someone, but she couldn't.

She's only twenty-eight years old, so she doesn't know Obasan at all.

"Forget it, let's find a house first."

Instead of worrying about these impractical things, think of something else.

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