Domineering husband: wealthy baby wife

The ticket sales lady looked up at her and thought that the middle-aged woman was very beautiful.

Although there are obvious wrinkles on her face, when she smiles, her eyes are very bright, which adds a bit of color to her whole body.

"Mu Sirong?"

"Yes, my name is Mu Sirong." The middle-aged woman nodded with a smile.

The ticket sales lady made a record without raising her head, and said, "At two o'clock, there is a flight going to City H. The total cost is 480 yuan..."

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Rong Shaoze did not send anyone to look for Lin Xinlan.

He didn't know why, this time, he didn't think of using his power to find her, or imprison her by his side arbitrarily.

Because he knew that her heart was no longer with him, no matter what he did, nothing could be saved, and it would be counterproductive instead.

Besides, he loved her so much that he was already reluctant to make her suffer.

Since she feels that she will live a better life without him, let's leave...

As long as she can actually live better.

Xiao Cong also knew that his mother was gone. He cried at home for three days, looked for his mother everywhere, and finally had to accept the fact that his mother really didn't want him...

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A month has passed.

During this period of time, whether it is long or not, it is not short.

But for some people, it is as long as a century, every day, every second is very painful.

Even, people have completely changed their appearance, and they are no longer like their previous self.

In the box of Meiye Bar, Rong Shaoze was leaning on the sofa decadently, holding a wine bottle, like a person who hadn't drank water for a few days, and kept pouring alcohol into his mouth.

Tao Hua couldn't stand it anymore, stepped forward to snatch the bottle, and said helplessly, "Don't drink any more, you will be poisoned by alcohol."

Rong Shaoze squinted at him and smiled lightly.

His smile was very cold, but the corners of his mouth were slightly pulled, but his eyes were like a thousand years of ice, cold and hard, without a trace of waves.

Standing up, he picked up the other wine bottles on the table and took another big gulp into his mouth.

"You really want to die, don't you?" Tao Hua snatched his bottle away again.

Rong Shaoze leaned heavily on the sofa, no longer reaching for the wine bottle.

The shirt on his body was a bit messy, and his body was full of alcohol, but his eyes were clear and his speech was unambiguous.

"Do you know what the highest state of an alcoholic is? It is drinking every day, all the time, and nothing but alcohol in my heart. And my greatest ambition is to become an alcoholic!"

Tao Hua understood what he meant.

He wanted to use alcohol to numb his nerves, let him forget Lin Xinlan and the pain, so that he wouldn't be so uncomfortable that he wanted to die.

He glanced at him, and said lightly: "Your words are complete nonsense. In the heart of a drunkard, besides drinking, there are also eating, sleeping, dressing, going to the toilet, walking, talking, and many, many things. There is only alcohol... And if you just drink alcohol, you will die of alcohol poisoning within a day. I am a medical student, and I know more than you."

Rong Shaoze laughed and didn't argue with him.

It's just that he laughed louder and louder, and there was a tendency to not stop.

Tao Hua looked at him speechlessly, but felt a deep sense of guilt in her heart.

He is now like this, he also has a little responsibility...

Finally, Rong Shaoze had enough of laughing.

He stopped, put his hands on his shoulders, stared at him and asked, "I'm curious about one thing."