Turn the cocoon into a butterfly

Chapter 205
Speaking of Jiang Chunhui, my mother couldn't help but sighed, and said, "At first I thought he was pretty good, and he was sincere to you, but first, he has a family, and he said more than once that he wanted a divorce but didn't take action. It was I who found him uncertain and a little childish.

What's more, his mind is full of money-making thoughts, no one can beat him in bargaining skills, and everything starts from profit..."

Sang Xiaoyu gave her mother a thumbs up, and said, "Mom, you are still the best, you have a unique vision that sees the bones."

Of course my mother was happy, but she said: "Don't change the subject, is this kiss a date or not?"

Sang Xiaoyu finally forgave her and said, "Okay, everything is up to your arrangement."

After dinner, Sang Xiaoyu sent her mother home and asked her to wear the things she bought.

The mother was very happy in her heart, and she scolded Sang Xiaoyu for not being able to live a good life while wearing it, saying that she must find a good husband to watch her in the future.

Sang Xiaoyu saw that her mother was looking left and right in front of the mirror, so she asked her to go downstairs to show Uncle Wang. Her mother went downstairs a little shy, and drove to Cheng Weiting's house by herself.

Cheng Weiting has been avoiding herself for the past few days.

Sang Xiaoyu decided to open a restaurant.

Now it is the preparation stage, she asked Cheng Weiting to work under Sister Wei first, and opened her own restaurant, she is willing to come and come again.

Cheng Weiting said that he was going to follow her, and the seasoning factory was too far away, so it was inconvenient for him.

When Sang Xiaoyu asked for Zhao Weiguang's opinion, he hesitated and said let's do it first, and Sister Wei treated him well.

Sang Xiaoyu said that she wouldn't force it, just come if she likes it.

Zhao Chunling left without hesitation, but it was Zhou Chengcheng who stayed, and Sister Wei directly made her an accountant.

When Zhao Chunling knew from Sang Xiaoyu's mouth that Cheng Weiting was really dating Zhao Weiguang, she felt that Zhao Weiguang was just a hopeless little ruffian.

The two quickly turned against each other.

When she saw Zhao Weiguang again, she even slapped him hard.

Zhao Weiguang was quite generous and didn't ask too much, which made Zhao Chunling feel bored instead.

Behind the scenes, Zhao Chunling felt that she was really boring, what did it have to do with her being nice?
She was so angry that Zhao Weiguang would rather be with a woman ten years older than her. She felt insulted...

The people in the factory haven't changed much. On the contrary, people like Sister Wei, thinking that she is mature and courageous, not as soft-hearted as Sang Xiaoyu.

When Sang Xiaoyu came to find Cheng Weiting, she called, but Cheng Weiting didn't answer, so Sang Xiaoyu had to send a text message, telling herself that she would be there soon.

When Sang Xiaoyu knocked on the door, it took a long time for footsteps to be heard, and the door was pulled open: "Are you really here?"

There was a tone of complaint in Cheng Weiting's tone, neither welcoming nor rejecting, anyway, it was dispensable.

Sang Xiaoyu felt it was particularly ridiculous, as if the matter between her and Zhao Weiguang was directly related to her. Now, she didn't even have a seasoning factory, and she still cared about the affair between men and women.

When Sang Xiaoyu walked in, there was a smell of food in the room.

Sang Xiaoyu said that she had eaten it.

Cheng Weiting ignored her, looked over her head, and asked if there was anyone behind her?

Sang Xiaoyu seemed to be woken up by her, and said, "What a fart, isn't this meal prepared for me? It's normal for someone in your family."

Cheng Weiting smiled and said, "Love can't be stopped, and neither can you..."

Sang Xiaoyu said: "If I want to stop it, I won't come, but I don't know which nerve you have made a mistake. You have found a child, and you will suffer in the future."

Cheng Weiting ignored her, and said angrily: "You know that you have wronged me. I made it for you. Didn't you tell me earlier that you eat Western food and the food can fill your stomach?"

Sang Xiaoyu felt hot in her heart, feeling that the unfettered friendship between them had returned.

Sang Xiaoyu knew the address of her home for a long time, but this was the first time she stepped into the house.

"Is anyone there?" Sang Xiaoyu looked around.

"Don't worry, no one, you are the protagonist."

"It's not easy for me to be the protagonist again now."

Sang Xiaoyu looked at Cheng Weiting's radiant face. The silk pajamas were covered with gorgeous fireworks, and she seemed to be wearing perfume.

"When did you become so particular about it?" Sang Xiaoyu asked.

"It's always been." Cheng Weiting asked her to wash her hands, and said that there was only one more dish, and asked her to visit first.

Sang Xiaoyu heard from Cheng Weiting that when she got married, the decoration was done by her husband alone. Sang Xiaoyu wanted to see what kind of style such a man would decorate the house.

Sang Xiaoyu took a comprehensive look around the house first, and found that this was also someone with the same philosophy as her, that is, to design the house in a simple style.

There is a large photo of Cheng Weiting in the living room. She is beautiful and moving in the photo.

Sang Xiaoyu's eyes were completely attracted by this photo.

In the photo, Cheng Weiting not only has fair and delicate skin, but also exaggerated eyes and eyebrows. The charm of a mature woman inadvertently exudes from the photo, which is eye-catching.

Sang Xiaoyu asked unconsciously: "Who took this picture?"

Cheng Weiting didn't hear what she said, and asked loudly, "What?"

Sang Xiaoyu didn't speak.

Cheng Weiting ran over with a shovel and asked, "What did you just say?"

Sang Xiaoyu pointed at the photo and asked, "Who took this photo for you?"

"What do you think? Who else can there be?"

Cheng Weiting glanced at the photo, turned around and went back to the kitchen.

It's so beautiful, Cheng Weiting in the photo is an out-and-out beauty, with a light veil on her face, and a pair of charming and affectionate eyes.

Her face is shy and timid, like a fairy who doesn't know the fireworks in the world...

It's just that when walking on the street, Sang Xiaoyu will definitely not recognize her.

I don't know if it's the effect of makeup or the masterpiece of post-editing, but it's all due to the superb skills of the photographer.

There are various indications that Ge Yunsheng is an extraordinary man with thoughts and artistic conception.

And his simplicity is on par with his own.

There is beauty and romance in its own simplicity, which makes people fall in love at first sight.

And Cheng Weiting's family can be summed up in one word, that is: Gu.

Deep down in their hearts, the two really had the same meaning.

The dining table in front of Sang Xiaoyu is the old solid wood dining table with three rattan chairs. It looks plain and plain, but in fact it has an indescribable elegance.

These two things are expensive.

A few goblets were hanging upside down on the table. Sang Xiaoyu looked up, and there was something glass-like inserted from the ceiling, and when it reached the top of the head, it turned into a thread as thin as a gossamer, a bit like a scene in a bar.

When Sang Xiaoyu walked there, he turned on the lights one by one. The furniture under the lights was also minimalist, with black and white prominent.

Sang Xiaoyu found that the plants in her home also coincided with her own.

All are leaves.

None of the pots are flowers.

The only difference is the bedroom.

(End of this chapter)