Raise your wife to be the richest man

Chapter 116 Love to do or not 【Subscribe】

Yun Song sat in the back row and rubbed his eyes tiredly. Recently, he encountered problems in his career and health.

I thought it was a trivial matter, but the test result turned out to be Mei. If he hadn't spared his life, he would have gone to the hospital if he had a problem, and he didn't know he had Mei.

He was paying attention, but he really couldn't figure out what went wrong.

Fortunately, there is still Zhi. If Ai gets sick, Zhi will not be cured, and the family still has hundreds of millions of net worth waiting for him to inherit.

"Which bitch is it?" Yun Song racked his brains thinking.

Little Red? YOYO?Max?Sakurako?Mulanna?Made, there are too many people, it is really unexpected.

Yun Song grabbed his hair in pain. If the health problem can be solved, it is not a problem, it is just trouble, time-consuming, and uncomfortable.

The most important thing now is to solve the business situation. After looking at the store for a long time, the landlord decided not to rent it.He smelled the conspiracy, so strong, he always felt a little familiar.

"Drive, go back to the company." Yun Song shouted.

The driver of the book was driving the car, and as soon as he turned a corner, he was hit in the front face by an off-road vehicle.

Hitting his head on the glass, Yun Song covered his head and got out of the car in a panic.

"Did the eyes grow up the ass?" It was already unlucky enough, but he was hit by a car again, and his stomach was full of fire.

Looking at the woman getting out of the car, Yun Song was just about to speak, when the other party spoke first: "You are too brittle, aren't you? You should report to the insurance."

The off-road vehicle has just lost some paint, and the front of the car is deformed. The contrast is extremely obvious.

Yun Song: "..."

Negotiations failed, and Yun Song was spit out by the strange yin and yang. He left the driver and left first.

A few minutes later, Tang Shi looked at the off-road vehicle whose paint had been wiped off, and looked at Happy Susan helplessly. Tang Shi regretted telling her about Yunsong.

She patted her chest and said that she would help Tang Shi teach that dog a lesson, but Tang Shi could never have imagined that she would be so simple and rude, directly slamming other people's cars.

"Are you relieved?" Susan asked her with a smile.

Tang Shi nodded: "Thank you Miss Susan, I'll transfer the money for the touch-up paint back to you."

"How much money do I need?" Susan rolled her eyes: "Just introduce me to a few hunks, the kind who can cook me."

Tang poetry: "..."

Is this something that can be said in public?
Next to them was an older brother in a wheelchair, with one foot in a plaster cast and two hands pushing the wheel, and slowly stopped beside them.

"Beauty! After a week, if you can't sleep, you can call me. I'm good at fried rice." He smiled meaningfully: "I'm in the digital currency business."

Susan looked at it several times: "Your leg is in plaster."

"Don't worry, I still have it!"

Susan looked at the business card and nodded with a smile: "Indeed."

Tang Shi walked away tactfully, she felt very embarrassed, and also felt that Susan was too courageous.

Dare to talk about anything, and say everything so directly, is it possible to be so frank when you are still single in your 30s?

In his and her lack of understanding, dating is all about sneaking, and being with his partner should also be quietly.

If you don't talk to outsiders, how can you make such a big splash?Are you not shy?

Susan patted on the shoulder and waved his business card a few times: "This is also your introduction. Those who make digital currency should be very good at speculating in coins."

Reluctantly, Tang Shi took out the big package and called the client with her mobile phone to ask when she would come.

It's really inconvenient for me not to have a car. Tang Shi once again realized the situation. She couldn't always ask Susan to help her. This was her own business.

It is love to help, and it is also duty not to help. It is still convenient to have a car.

"Sister Susan, look." Tang Shi pointed to the entrance of the hospital, and a pair of old people entered the hospital tremblingly, supporting each other.

Susan glanced at it, but didn't speak.

What Tang Shi saw was different from what she saw.

"I'm ready to die alone. I was so chic when I was young, but it's normal to suffer some retribution when I'm old." Susan said relaxedly.

Not everyone wants to climb mountains, she likes to take a bath in the stream at the foot of the mountain, isn't that right?
"Maybe you'll meet the one you love someday, and that's not necessarily the case."

"Then he must be a "big man" in height." Susan shrugged, joking.

After handing over the goods, Tang Shi went back by car with him.

When driving on the road, Susan turned her head to look at the quiet Tang poetry.

"Shishi, what does love feel like?" Susan turned her head and asked her.

Tang Shi, who was a little surprised, thought for a few seconds before answering: "It will affect the mood, the heartbeat, and the expenditure, but it's all sweet."

"It's too bad! I feel a little bit sorry for you." Susan laughed.

When talking about sympathy, there is still a trace of envy in her eyes, she is a person who has never experienced love.

When Tang Shi talked about his feelings, he was all smiles. That kind of smile was different from usual, very happy.

"The most troublesome thing recently is that he is like a cat and I am like a fish. He has been researching how to catch me and eat me." Tang Shi looked at her.

Susan raised her eyebrows: "You can eat first."

Tang poetry: "."

Obviously, she couldn't do it, she wanted to run every time she touched her, let alone other things.

If she can stick to it, it counts as a day. Anyway, she puts her mind into her work and strives to make money, while Song Ci puts her mind into her, and the result is the same.

She is very clear that some things must be experienced, there is no way, all women come here like this.

"Have you ever thought about when to get married?" Susan asked an interesting question. She doesn't want to get married herself, but likes to watch other people get married.

My biggest personal hobby is to sneak to other people's wedding venues and watch them get married. Of course, it's also a reason to see if I can meet someone of the opposite sex by the way.

Every time she saw someone getting married, she found it very interesting. She couldn't figure out why they couldn't figure it out, and then found someone to think about it together, and finally figured out another problem.

"I don't know if I can get there yet." Tang Shi replied, "Anyway, I have planned him into my future."

No matter how confused an adult's feelings are, there is still a trace of rationality.

Thinking about the best and worst results, trying to be the best in the process, leaving no regrets, is enough.

"The rich second generation in your family is a bit salty, but he doesn't have any bad habits." Susan observed Song Ci for a long time, and found that he was just lazy: "They all have good personalities."

As for why it was discovered that it was the rich second generation, it was because of the necklace he was wearing, and there was also a habit.Apart from not letting Tang Shi often play mahjong with them, there seems to be no major problem.

It's normal to be lustful. It's fine if you don't abuse it. It doesn't matter if you are only lustful for one person.

"I also think he is very good, I am a bit unworthy of him."

"You are even worthy of William VII." Susan replied, "How long have you been here? People who have ideas about you in the market can be lined up from the east gate to the west gate. Will you not receive the flowers?"

Tang poetry:?
She has nothing abnormal at all, and her life is still two points and one line, and when she meets the bosses in the market, she just says hello.

"Is there?" Tang Shi felt that Susan was bragging a little too much.

"Isn't there? You're the showgirl in the market now. Before you came, it was me." Susan patted the steering wheel, feeling a little regretful: "I can't beat you."

Tang Shi couldn't help laughing.

However, another way of thinking, even if someone gave something, she wouldn't take it. There is no room for any stains on things like feelings, because they are very conspicuous.

Liu Piaopiao said, either don't start with someone, and don't be half-hearted when you start. A man's tolerance can be used anywhere, but it is never used in feelings.

Tang Shi deeply believes that the smoother the thing, the more obvious the traces are, and the emotion is similar to that of a mirror.

Moreover, Song Ci of his family is a jealous jar.

"I don't care what other people think, I'm the only one." Tang Shi smiled: "He's a jealous one."

Susan thought it was good to be able to understand the meaning of Tang poetry. Tang poetry and her were opposites.She is a long-term member of the physical examination center, and Tang Shi can be a lecturer in the female morality training class.

She agrees with this view of love, but she doesn't learn it.

"Yes, men are always jealous. Once, I was asked out by two strong men. I chose the one who called and the other one became jealous." Susan had a deep understanding: "The next day, I have to coax He, but with the addition of anger, is very nice."

Tang poetry: "."

In her mind, she was pulled by her hair and asked, why didn't you come yesterday, why?Why?The picture, in short, is very sloppy.

It is difficult for her to express her feeling that she is clearly saying different things and yet can find a strange resonance point.

Could it be that what everyone has in common is that they have done one thing to the extreme?

"I can't imagine." Tang Shi was speechless.

"When you blush even when you see me eating bananas, I know how lacking your imagination is." Susan sighed: "Sister, this won't work, men like to go out like a lady, come home. I understand Bar?"

I understand, but I can't do it. I am a human being, and I am sorry.Many things are easy to know but difficult to do, as the ancients said.

She is still a simple girl, so you can't expect anything from her. She can't even pull the seedlings to grow. Susan can tell whether the crops are good or not even by looking at them.

"It's here, just send a message when the next delivery is made." Susan parked the car.

"I'm going to buy a minivan." Tang Shi will get her driver's license soon, and if she wants to buy a car, she can't keep bothering Susan.

Susan was taken aback, only to remember that Tang Shi was also taking a driver's license test.

Then he shook his head indifferently: "When the time comes, I will go with you, and if I meet someone else, I will scold him."

I can already imagine that terrible scene, Tang Shi thinks that this will only make things worse, and when encountering a big brother with road rage, he may be in a car tail.

Back in the store, Tang Shi looked at the new package and came up with the idea of ​​recruiting employees. The current list on the Internet is enough to pay the salary of the employees, and there is still a part left.

In addition, retailing, delivery, etc. usually require help, and she is occasionally too busy alone.

For example, today, I need to work overtime to send out all the packages.

As for complaining about being tired, it's not her style. If you can make money, you can't complain about being tired. Only when you have no money and are still tired can you see no hope.

In the afternoon, Song Ci walked into the store carrying fruit.

"Are there so many packages today?" Putting down the fruit, Song Ci packed it with her.

Shaking her hands, Tang Shi sat on the ground and packed her clothes: "Recently, there are more and more orders."

Her daily income has changed from eight or nine hundred to two or three thousand, and she is stepping into the ranks of a monthly income of one hundred thousand. Her income is enough to beat 90.00% of people.

Not to mention, occasionally there is a big order, and the monthly income will increase by a part.

"Take a rest when you're tired, and I'll pack it." Song Ci pointed to the table: "I bought you bananas, I see you like to eat them recently."

Tang poetry: "."

Forget it, I won't explain it, it's more difficult to explain, and it's not clear.

Sitting on the chair, watching Song Ci busy seriously, Tang Shi propped his chin, and looked at his serious face with some fascination. The man who settled down to do things has a kind of focused attraction.

He didn't realize that he was just like a nympho.

The young man who had just got off work in the market and passed by the door took a look into the store and sighed a little when he saw Tang Shi's nympho.

The goddess that some people can't reach is just some people's daily life.

"What are you doing so stupidly?" Song Ci turned to look at her.

"Because you are fascinating." Tang Shi replied, "You are so handsome."

"Is this an earthy love story?"

Tang Shi laughed: "I still have some words to say, do you want to listen?"

Song Ci, who thought she was a bit strange, looked at her seriously, but he didn't see anything wrong, and he didn't know where to learn the rustic love words.

"Bring me a herbal tea, I'll relieve my tiredness, you are too oily." Song Ci replied.

Not sitting anymore, Tang Shi ran to his side and lay on his back. When Song Ci turned his head, she secretly kissed him.

Looking at Tang Shi, who was smiling sweetly, Song Ci pinched her cheek dotingly.

The dog food all over the room was spilled at the door of the store, and passers-by could see that they were tired.

"I don't know why, but I miss you so much today." Tang Shi whispered in his ear.

When I see him, I feel that the poor things in the world are made up for. When I don't see him, I feel that there is something missing in the world.

"I've missed you many times too." Song Ci, who had a big beauty on his back and had to continue packing for delivery, turned around and kissed her: "I don't know if you miss me so much."

Occasionally, Tang Shi is actually very clingy, but she can clearly separate work and life.

In Song Ci's life, work is also life, skip work if you have something to do, and don't do the work that can't be skipped.

"Will I be heavy?"

Song Ci nodded: "I feel like I'm carrying two mountains on my back."

Hee hee laughing, Tang Shi is not shy about this matter anymore, Song Ci has been familiar with it all over the mountains and plains, why are you still shy?
Probably in the future, she will be able to complain openly that Song Ci didn't pay enough food one day.

"Look at you working so hard, you don't need to sleep on the floor at night." Tang Shi took advantage of his busy schedule to express her thoughts.

In fact, she didn't want Song Ci to sleep on the floor.

The feeling of being hugged and falling asleep is particularly secure, and it smells good, so I sleep very soundly.

It would be even better if Song Ci was more disciplined, but unfortunately, you can't have both, he will definitely be unruly.

He doesn't snore, he doesn't roll around, he doesn't grab the quilt, he just arrests people, and his shortcomings of being a top person don't change after repeated teaching.

"I just said, you can't refuse my embrace." Song Ci laughed.

As I said earlier, if she can refuse once or twice, I absolutely don't believe that Tang Shi can hold back for a long time. After all, with such charming muscles and a handsome face, which woman is not confused?
One night is enough to never forget.

"I'm afraid you'll get rheumatism." Tang Shi curled her lips and refused to admit it.

"Isn't it better to suffocate to death?" Song Ci would rather choose rheumatism than sleep with a fire in his mouth. He can dream of spring in his dreams.

There is nothing to say about this, in fact, this kind of burning body gas is not unique to her, Song Ci also has it, she is no better than Song Ci.

Especially after Xiao Zuanfeng patrolled the mountains, it became more obvious, like setting up an ant nest.

"No, I checked the information." Tang Shi replied.

Song Ci: "."

Finally, she knows where she learned the knowledge. Now there are too many channels to obtain knowledge. Tang Shi knows everything when she checks the information.

By the time they sent the courier away, it was already eleven o'clock when they got home.

When the two arrived in the yard and put the electric car away, they heard the creaking and creaking sound of the wooden bed, which came from Song Ci's previous rented house.

Looking at each other, Tang Shi blushed, and Song Ci had a smirk.

They all understood what was going on, and they didn't expect that the neighbor who just moved in worked so hard, but the bed was a bit disturbing.

Upstairs, the eldest brother roared with inferiority: "Can you keep your voice down, it's been half an hour."

In the voice, there is envy, anger, why are you, and a little helpless emotion.

Song Ci couldn't help laughing: "Haha, I feel inferior."

A lot of things can be heard in the tone of voice, and it is also unconvincing. The parts are very honest.

Just like an upright referee, there are as many seconds as there are seconds, unless you violate the rules of the game and use drugs to prolong the game time.

That's the way players choose at the end of their careers.

Before he was about to listen, he was dragged back to his home by Tang Shi. This kind of eavesdropping was not good, Tang Shi felt blushing.

Back home, Song Ci looked at her for a while, and then said: "Do you want to make the big brother upstairs feel inferior?"

Tang poetry: "."

Is it true? She doesn't know, she dare not bet, what if?If Song Ci is an animal, it must be the one raised by Yang Guo.

"You have to forgive others and forgive others." Tang Shi replied.

It's not the eldest brother's problem, it's her problem. The eldest brother may feel inferior, and she can't afford to hurt him.

Killing one thousand, self-defeating eight hundred, Song Ci reaped the benefits of the fisherman, it was not the eldest brother who was stabbed with an arrow, but she was the one who was stabbed.

"Help me with something, throw away the garbage at home." Tang Shi took off her apron and was about to start cooking.

Song Ci was lying on the sofa, listening to the small creaking sound in his ears, but he couldn't tell that Han Nao was not big, and his data was not bad.

"Don't do it." Song Ci wanted to take a break first and throw it away later.

Tang Shi, who was holding potatoes, looked at him who was sprawled all over the place angrily: "Would you like to do it or not."

Song Ci sat up and looked at her straightly: "Do it!"

Tang Poetry's potatoes fell to the ground.

Seeing her blushing face, Song Ci obediently went to take out the trash, and secretly made up his mind that he must reach the top of the mountain today, so that no one can sleep well.

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(End of this chapter)