time-limited addiction

If it's something that can be explained by a few million, people don't even bother to get married.

The Chen family's dowry, the start-up capital for the second half of the couple's life is frighteningly high.

Liang Yingning was so proud, how could she accept Chen Yao's gesture of charity.

"No, my company has closed down."

Liang Yingning gave Chen Yao the last look, as if to say, who the hell cares about your charity.

Chen Yao really didn't want to look her in the eyes, so he put his hand in his pocket, "It won't be embarrassing to meet in the future, after all, I didn't listen to the family arrangement, and I wronged you."

Liang Yingning said coldly, "Who doesn't know our twisting story, just tell it nicely."

"Do you want love or not?" Chen Yao was serious and walked away.

Liang Yingning turned around, grabbed Shen Jing's hand and left, "Let's go, don't disturb their relationship."

Just like that, Liang Yingning insisted on leaving before Chen Yao.

Chen Yao scoffed coldly and stopped.

Leave the teahouse.

The two walked aimlessly in the Jiangnan alleys.

The road is not right.

Shen Jing knew that Liang Yingning was in a bad mood, so she followed Liang Yingning silently without reminding her.

I remember that I promised a certain arrogant Mr. Zhou that I had to go back to Shanghai to find him before 11:[-].

Forget it.

Liang Yingning is more important.

Fortunately, Mr. Zhou didn't lose his temper. He probably had enough to deal with Zhou's parents and seniors about the Internet.

Until driving back to Shanghai, I saw the crowd at the New Year's Day light show on the Bund.

I forgot, it's New Year's Day at 12 o'clock at this time.

Only then did she and Liang Yingning come to their senses, looked at each other, and then laughed out loud.

"It's New Year's Day."

"New Year's Day."

time flies.

Shen Jing braked to stop on the side of the road, looked at the big customs bell not far away, and pulled Liang Yingning back to her grandmother's residence.

"Take you to my grandmother's house to eat steamed cakes."

The old man did not sleep, lying on the rocking chair in the attic, shaking and shaking, quiet and peaceful.

Liang Yingning looked at the room, although it is not big, it is quite exquisite, especially the cabinet full of exquisite plates and tea sets.

It's no wonder that Shen Jing thinks about working in a teahouse every day, and all the salary she earns is used to buy tableware for grandma.

"My daughter is back."

Shen Jing squatted down, leaning on her grandma's thigh and acting like a spoiled child, "I want to eat cakes, can I get up and make them, I always like to make trouble."

Grandma laughed and asked her to help her up and go into the kitchen together.

"Ning Ning." That's what grandma called in the first minute.

One minute later, grandma looked at Liang Yingning, "Yingying."

Shim, Nini, everything.

Open and shut, the little girl looked bright.

No matter what her name is, Liang Yingning deserves to be happy.

Only Shen Jing was not called by mistake, but the old lady remembered everything Shen Jing said.

After eating the steamed cake.

The two hid at the stairs, secretly drank wine, a pack of sugar, a pack of toilet paper, and sat side by side.

After a while, grandma opened the door, threw out two red cushions, and said nothing.

Liang Yingning took the butt pad, "Thank you grandma."

Grandma nodded, entered the room and closed the door.

Liang Yingning looked back at Yan Shi's door, "Why don't you send it to a nursing home, there will be professionals to take care of you."

"She doesn't like it."

Shen Jing lowered her head and gently opened the easy-tab.

She gets drunk easily, and doesn't dare drink too much fruit wine with low alcohol content.

"It's you, do you like it?" Shen Jing added.

Liang Yingning thought for a while, and joked, "That's not okay, it's a tragedy that the people who go in are all old men. Old men don't have abdominal muscles and biceps."

Shen Jing curled her lips, "I'm old and still want to appreciate masculinity, isn't it bad, you."

Liang Yingning poured wine down her throat, "You have something to see and touch every day, and you don't feel back pain when you stand and talk."

This reminded Shen Jing of Zhou Lvchen, she swiped her phone screen with her head down, but there was no information about him.

Maybe where is the New Year's Eve with friends, or someone's perfume smells on your body accidentally.

"Don't plan to go back to Beijing?" Liang Yingning asked.

Liang Yingning had inquired about the Shen family in the capital, but there was a Shen family in the capital, and it was quite deep, so I couldn't find anything else.

Shen Jing tilted her head and leaned against the handrail, "I even forgot where the gate of Shen's house is."

Knowing that she was joking, Liang Yingning smirked, "Aren't they coming to Shanghai to look for you?"

Shen Jing clutched her coat tightly, "The Shen family has many children, and they don't lack me."

Put it lightly.

Liang Yingning stopped asking and drank quietly.

Probably, this is the reason why she fell in love with Shen Jing at the first sight, Shen Jing's slow attitude in every move, a pureness that has been pampered by money.

There is nothing lacking, except for the kind of people who lack emotion. They were born in a wealthy family, went through their original family background, and finally lived a peaceful and indifferent life.

Throw it into the crowd, it is still gold and jade.

The stairway was deserted again, and the light from the old lamps became increasingly dim.

And at the other end of the city where the city is full of luxury and wealth, the group of rich children who have never had any worries met their uncles and socialized with their elders inside the high gate wall.

In the party, among those individuals, regardless of their seniority, in terms of respect, Zhou Luchen had the highest status.

He took old lady Zhou's face into account, and did his duty as a junior.

Of course, no one asked about the things on the Internet, and they were all treated as a small episode.

How did Zhou Lv Shen speak, and in a blink of an eye he was already teasing mynah in the backyard.

The hall has carved beams and painted buildings, the front yard is Liuyimen Chinese-style modern villa, and the back yard is an ancient building attic with bucket arches and vertical doors.

After the old lady Zhou divorced the one in Beijing, she still supported the Zhou family here alone.

The hospital is big.

There are few people in the backyard, and there are starlings showing off with their sharp voices to please this master.

"Ah Chen, Ah Chen, Ah Chen won't go home,"

"Ah Chen, where have you been lately, spending money?"

"I want it too, Huahua,"

It was a noble green-skinned bird with a dignified and pleasing appearance, with a hoarse and smooth throat.

Zhou Lushen carried the birdcage in one hand and walked to the attic with a very leisurely posture, "Give flowers to Jingjing."

The starling raised by the old lady is spiritual enough, has received professional training, and knows how to please others.

"Jingjing, who is it, who is it,"

"Ji Jia Jia, Ah Chen gave Jing Jing, Hua Hua, "

"If you don't accompany grandma, Ah Chen is bad, you have to kneel in the ancestral hall,"

Zhou Lu stared at the bird and laughed out loud, "Little beast."

Starling learned such a word today.

"Jingjing," the ground called.

The more you shout, the more joyful you are, and the more proud your voice is.

Zhou Lv hangs back to the attic and turns to leave.

The starling flapped its wings, rested its paws on the perch stick, and walked around with its colorful head held high.

"Should I go to Jingjing?"

"Ah Chen, bye, bye,"

In the middle of the night, Zhou Lvchen left the old house and drove to the Pinjin Cave to roam free.

At the overseas F1 track, Chen Yao was wrong and lost tonight.

Zhou Lu leaned against the fence on the second floor, watching the lively scene in the living room downstairs, his eyes were calm.

After Chen Yao replied to the message, he looked up upstairs, "Don't you want to play?"

Zhou Lushen was just um, playing with the copper kerosene lighter in his hand.

Solid copper for an antique look.

One machine one code.

It was given by Shen Jing.

Chen Yao listened to the ringing of the bell, and after the countdown counted down, he opened up the wine he had hidden in his hands for many years.

Zhou Lu turned around, walked out of the balcony to light a cigarette.