Mr. Xu, Mrs. Xu asked you for a divorce from the Civil Affairs Bureau

Chapter 296 Yu Jing

Facing Cheng Yujing's love, Mu Zhiyuan looked down on it.

Whether to love or not is a trick played by children when they were young.

Adult time is precious.

Because time is money.

He is so busy in the company all day long, how can he have the love for his sons and daughters in the United States.

In fact, Mu Zhiyuan treats Cheng Yujing much better than ordinary women. At least she is willing to coax her when she has free time. She doesn't know that before marriage, Mu Zhiyuan has never been infected with women who are emotionally unstable and love to play tricks.

You please me physically and emotionally, and I please you materially and financially. Everyone tacitly agrees to get what they need.

It's also easy to get along with.

It's a pity that Cheng Yujing still doesn't understand this truth.

Of course, Cheng Yujing is a wife after all, married into the house, the wild flowers and weeds outside are nothing compared to that, so Mu Zhiyuan is willing to coax her occasionally.

However, she had become rebellious in recent years, and she was not as gentle and careless as before, which made him happy.

Mu Zhiyuan didn't know why, after eating breakfast, he was still thinking so much in his head.

Take a look at the empty seat opposite, throw the spoon into the bowl, and eat again when you are not in the mood.

He took out a napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth.

Afraid of blaming her, he confirmed to his aunt: "Madam didn't come back last night?"

The aunt put a plate of freshly prepared dishes on the table, wiped her hands, and said with a gentle smile: "My wife sent me a message yesterday, saying that I won't be going home last night, and I will spend the night at Cheng's house after playing cards."

Mu Zhiyuan held the napkin in his hand and raised his eyelids, "When did you say that?"

Auntie thought for a while, "It's early in the morning, I thought you had a rest so I didn't notify you."

Mu Zhiyuan tightened his lips.

It doesn't matter if you go to that kind of smoky place to play cards, or you don't come home at night, just tell your aunt, and he doesn't need to explain here?
For several days in a row, as long as Ma Ting sent a message, Cheng Yujing ran over to play cards.

In addition to Ma Ting inviting her, there is also a rich second generation who hangs out in the chess and card room every now and then.

Let alone Mu Zhiyuan, even Cheng Siqi can't see it.

Before leaving, ask her: "Are you addicted?"

Cheng Yujing thought about it, "A little bit."

Seeing Cheng Siqi's face darken, she deliberately said frivolously: "Suddenly found that playing cards is more fun than men."

Cheng Siqi frowned and looked at her for a long time, and finally felt guilty to her, "If I knew you have such poor self-control, I shouldn't have let you be contaminated with these things. You can play cards, but you can't be careless. Adults have to do their own things, don't you?" If you want to start a business, then take practical actions.”

Cheng Yujing pondered for a while, then nodded in agreement.

"It's so profound, I'll think about it for a few days."

Cheng Siqi breathed a sigh of relief, "How many days have you been?"

She smiled.

"Don't overwhelm yourself with too many skills, continue to play cards."

"..."

Cheng Siqi lifted it up with a breath of relief.

*
At noon that day, Cheng Yujing just ate a bowl of instant noodles in the chess and card room in order to play cards.

Get to know Ma Ting better by getting to know her well.

In fact, Cheng Yujing herself didn't know what Ma Ting would be useful for in the future, so she could only keep it for now.

In terms of interpersonal communication, Cheng Yujing doesn't know much, but the most basic truth is still influenced by some people around her.

For example, once when Mu Zhiyuan was in a good mood when she was drunk, she gave her advice.

"There are two types of friends, one is for friendship, and the other is for interests. For friends who are interested in interests, if you have nothing to gain from the other party, you have to be willing to spend money if you want to be friends."

This sentence still has a lot of inspiration for Cheng Yujing.

But at that time, she was innocent, and she was tired of Mu Zhiyuan in the later stage.

Not only did he not appreciate it, but he also complained in his heart——

What a businessman, a philistine!

Now that the concept has changed, I have to admit that it makes sense.

The reason why Ma Ting likes to pull her to play poker is, to put it bluntly, one reason is that Cheng Yujing likes her, and the other is that Ma Ting has the ability to play and win money.

Maybe Ma Ting was still thinking about it.

What a wealthy, silly daughter of a landlord's family.

Not surprisingly, the silly daughter of the landlord's family lost a lot of money again.

However, Yu Jing is still calm and composed.

If you come out to play, you can afford to lose.

When you really lose a lot, you can comfort yourself: the temperament of a girl is piled up with money, and the card skills are naturally piled up with money.

She felt that she had a very structured way of thinking, but Mu Zhiyuan didn't expect such a large structure.

After a few days of silence, he counterattacked.

The counterattack routine was even less innovative, and Cheng Yujing's rear supply was directly stopped.

Cheng Yujing froze while transferring the money on her mobile phone.

Ma Ting noticed something strange, "Yu Jing, are you okay?"

Fortunately, Cheng Yujing has a small treasury. Under Ma Ting's gaze, she blinked calmly.

"It's okay, just a little tired."

Ma Ting was a little disappointed when she heard it, "Then shall we play the next one?"

Cheng Yujing put down her phone, "Play, of course you have to play, this is the beginning."

Later, when she lost her own money, Cheng Yujing began to understand what it means to "scratch one's heart with a hundred claws".

Barely holding on for the whole afternoon, he fled on the pretext that he had an appointment at night.

*
Although Mu Zhiyuan's move is a bit old-fashioned, it is more effective.

When I got home tonight, I saw Cheng Yujing obediently sitting on the sofa in the living room.

With his arms crossed, he walked in the door and only raised his eyes lazily.

There was intense dissatisfaction in his eyes.

However, people are a bit hypocritical, and they can't do things like begging for help with their heads bowed.

Mu Zhiyuan thought it was funny, threw the car keys aside, and walked towards her unhurriedly.

Deliberately ask: "Aren't you going to play cards tonight?"

Cheng Yujing pursed her lips, and glanced over with "what are you pretending to be?" eyes.

I don't want to say more, I got up and got up to leave.

But Mu Zhiyuan sneered behind him: "I thought you were going to make a fortune by playing cards, so you're not interested anymore? You said that what you do can last for a long time, you are really lucky."

Cheng Yujing took a deep breath, raised her feet and walked towards the bedroom. When she reached the door, she couldn't hold back anymore, so she turned around and walked back.

The man sat on the sofa to relax, and Cheng Yujing looked at him condescendingly.

The two were thinking about each other.

One waits for the opponent to admit defeat, and the other refuses to admit defeat.

After a few minutes of stalemate, Cheng Yujing said the following words in a serious and peaceful tone.

"Mu Zhiyuan, I know that I have been supported by you all this time. In your eyes, I, Cheng Yujing, am an idler with no business. I only know about love and love all day long. I am a superficial vase with no depth. I am not worthy of you at all."

"I blamed you before, but now I understand you. If it were me, I wouldn't choose such a useless man. So it's normal that you don't take me seriously..."

Mu Zhiyuan twitched his brows, leaned back, relaxed his shoulders, gently rubbed his chin with his index finger, and looked at her with the usual expression.

It's like watching a play.

This kind of behavior hurt Cheng Yujing very much. Her eyes seemed to be scalded, and she lowered her eyes sourly.

"You do not believe?"

"Okay, don't make trouble for no reason..."

"I didn't make trouble for no reason."

"I heard you went to the bar a few days ago?"

She was angry: "so what?"

(End of this chapter)