Lost in love at the beginning, I backhand her best friend

We all live in the success defined by others, following the path they have trodden, and being swept forward by the secular torrent, but how many of us can understand what we really want in our hearts?

Wang Zihao lay on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling, which was as tall as a canopy.

After resting for a long time, Liu Xiangxiang finally recovered.

"Brother-in-law, what are you thinking about?" Under the blanket, she clung to Wang Zihao like an octopus.

She had already finished the game, but her brother-in-law hadn't finished the first half yet.

After playing with my brother-in-law for two days, I have to hide at my parents' house for a while.

She is not becoming more powerful, but more and more incompetent, with weaknesses everywhere.

I heard that Xu Meili and her third sister also went through this.

"It's all red. I'm thinking about how to explain to your parents." Wang Zihao gently touched the little girl's red buttocks.

"That's annoying!" Liu Xiangxiang said shyly, "It will be fine tomorrow. I won't go to their place until the day after tomorrow. Besides, my mom won't see it."

At ten o'clock in the evening, Wang Zihao received a call from Ma Tengfei.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Zihao asked Liu Xiangxiang to put on her clothes and go out for barbecue, hotpot and beer.

Ma Tengfei and Wang Yan held their wedding on New Year's Day. They have now moved out of Crystal Bay and moved into the wedding house that Wang Yan bought.

It’s not far from Wind’s Whisper. It’s less than ten minutes’ drive away, or even faster by electric bike.

After half past ten.

In a roadside restaurant, the steaming hot pot was boiling. Wang Zihao and Liu Xiangxiang sat on one side of the booth, while Ma Tengfei and Wang Yan sat on the other side.

Ma Tengfei and Wang Yan were used to their good friends bringing their elder or younger sisters-in-law with them.

As long as it’s not Teacher Liu.

They would rather their old classmates bring girls other than Teacher Liu, after all, Teacher Liu is still very prestigious.

Of course, there is baby Duan Donghe on the table.

If you are afraid of getting angry, drink Donghe Baobao.

Eat hotpot and drink Donghebao.

These ideas have long since spread throughout the country and are deeply rooted.

I don’t know how the marketing department operates. Not only do you have to have Duan Donghe Baobao with hotpot, you can also have it with barbecue.

There are always people saying on the Internet that barbecue without Duan Donghe Baobao is soulless.

When single guys eat hotpot or barbecue by themselves, Duandonghe baby is a must.

They said that as long as they have the baby Duandonghe, they will not be lonely because they will have someone to accompany them.

As I was accompanying him for a while, I ate him up and felt very satisfied.

"Is there anything good happening tonight?" Wang Zihao asked Ma Tengfei not long after taking his seat.

Ma Tengfei scratched his head, too embarrassed to speak.

Wang Zihao looked at Wang Yan: "Are you pregnant?"

Wang Yan was thin-skinned and blushed: "No, not yet."

Ma Tengfei looked like he had survived a disaster and told everyone what happened tonight.

He couldn't believe why he could put the light bulb into his mouth but not take it out.

There happened to be several of them at home, and he couldn't help it tonight, so he went back to her parents' house for dinner while Wang Yan was not at home, and took a light bulb to try.

Damn, he really couldn’t afford it, so he could only take a taxi to the hospital emergency department.

Along the way, the driver looked at Ma Tengfei curiously. After arriving at the hospital, the doctor helped him take out the light bulb.

After returning home, Ma Tengfei, who didn't want to write anymore, began to reflect.

Was I too nervous just now that I couldn't take it out?
So, he couldn't help but pick up the light bulb and put it in his mouth again.

When the light bulb still couldn't be taken out, Wang Yan rushed Ma Tengfei to the hospital after returning from her parents' home. When they arrived at the hospital, the doctor was removing the light bulb from another person's mouth.

Ma Tengfei walked over curiously to take a look, and found out that it was the taxi driver who had brought him here before.

"Hey, you make me want to try it." Liu Xiangxiang was eager to try it. She clenched her little fists, put them to her mouth, and opened her mouth as wide as possible.

"Be more reserved." Wang Zihao slapped her little fist away.

Not only Liu Xiangxiang, Wang Zihao also wants to try it.

But it should be controllable.

"I can't try. I really can't produce it." Ma Tengfei never dared to do it again. Just as he thought that he could write a book with an average subscription of 100,000 or even 200,000 by himself, he secretly wrote one under a pseudonym.

As a result, after the product was put on the shelves, the first order was no more than 2,000, which means the probability of 10,000 orders in the future is extremely low.

Not to mention an average of 100,000 subscriptions.

After one week on the shelves, the average order volume reached the level of a high-quality product, but he directly discontinued it.

No more writing!
"The Night Watchman" has an average subscription of over 200,000, but I only write 4,000 to 5,000 words a day. Wouldn't it be better to write more? What kind of high-quality book is this?

Drinking wine, eating hot pot, without smoking, Wang Zihao and Ma Tengfei chatted and boasted without any topic.

Ma Tengfei suddenly said: "I wonder when the S3 season will start?"

Wang Zihao smiled faintly: "The smoke of gunpowder is thick in the depths of the blue sea. The S3 season has actually started a long time ago."

"Ah?" Wang Yan was surprised. "When did it happen?"

"Maybe decades or a hundred years later, future generations will set the start date of the S3 season as the start date of the trade war or financial war a few years ago." Wang Zihao was drinking.

Because since then, some areas have started to become chaotic.

Like in fantasy novels, when two powerful men confront each other, the hint of murderous aura emanating from them is enough to make the weaker ones unable to bear it.

"Will we win?" Wang Yan asked nervously.

Liu Xiangxiang answered for Wang Zihao: "Unless the world is destroyed, we cannot lose."

Years ago.

Wang Zihao helped Xu Yixin and Lao Wang move into the lake view house bought by Liu Yueyue.

Liu Yueyue's due date is in late February, which is very close.

“It’s such a waste to keep the old house. It would be a good idea to rent it to students who have just graduated from college.” When Xu Yixin returned to the old house for the last time to move things, she felt a little sad.

After all, I have lived here for so many years.

Wang Zihao smiled and said, "Mom, the rent in this community is very expensive. College graduates can't afford it. If you lower the price too much, they won't dare to rent it, for fear of being scammed or something."

"It's for several senior employees to live in, so there's no need to rent extra houses for them." Lao Wang accepted that he was not an ordinary person.

My son earns tens of millions a month. Can he still be an ordinary person?
Xu Yixin doesn’t know how to spend the money, so she buys expensive clothes, shoes, etc. for Lao Wang.

If she hadn't done charity work for the foundation so often and seen how many people at the bottom of society live, Xu Yixin felt that she would have degenerated to the level of a charitable expert.

Because they are going to celebrate the New Year in Junsha this year, Chen Tianxian took Dongdong back to her hometown early and they are not in Junsha today.

Mai Sakurajima hasn't returned to the Sun Province yet and happened to be still in Gunsa, so she came over to help.

Now she is mature, steady, gentle and considerate, more well-behaved and sensible.

In the evening, Wang Zihao's family did not go out to eat to celebrate, so Xu Yixin and Lao Wang cooked.

Halfway through cooking, Lao Wang went downstairs to buy something.

Xu Yixin called and asked to go back to the room to look through the account books, so she asked Wang Zihao to come in and take over.

While frying the mushrooms, Wang Zihao wanted to try whether they were cooked.

The next moment, he saw the Husky raised by Sakurajima Mai coming in from outside the door and telling him that there was no need to fry it because it was already cooked.

So, Sakurajima Mai, who had just come out of the bathroom, heard Wang Zihao's call from the kitchen: "Mai, take me to the hospital!" (End of this chapter)