Secret Lovers of Senior Officials: Alipay for Marriage

Xu Xiaoya's complexion changed, and she said in a deep voice: "Xiaoxuan, it doesn't matter what you say about me, but please don't talk about me in front of me anymore. You also earn money with your own hands."

"Hey, she relies on her hands? Only ghosts believe her. Without Huang Xiaojue, what is she? From Wang Donglin to Huang Xiaojue, where did she rely on men?"

Xu Xiaoya suddenly became vigilant: "Zhou Xiaoxuan, don't make trouble anymore. If you are more troublesome, I will definitely break off relations with you completely."

Zhou Xiaoxuan just snorted coldly.Looking around this famous brand store again, it really becomes more and more popular the more you look at it. Not to mention the luxurious decoration, the business is also surprisingly good. Only Xu Xiaoya can buy a house with a one-time payment in half a year. How much money does Yan Xixi earn? ?

On the phone that day, Yan Xixi was so blatant, afterward, Zhou Xiaoxuan really got more and more annoyed, thinking about that female liar, who cheated so many men, why is she so lucky?When You Qi thought of Huang Xiaojue, she felt so jealous that her heart bleeds.Such a good man, why should he give in to a woman like Yan Xixi?

Yan Xixi received a call from Xu Xiaoya: "Xixi, Zhou Xiaoxuan came to the store today, she somehow knew that you work in Huang Xiaojue's company, I'm afraid she will be bad for you."

Yan Xixi changed his mind, it must be the last time he and Xiaojue went looking at the house together and met Zhou Xiaoxuan's cousin.This is not unusual.

"I'm afraid she will tell you right and wrong in front of Huang Xiaojue..."

Yan Xixi smiled: "Don't be afraid. Xiaojue knows everything about me. If he really wants to hear what's right and wrong, that's up to him, I can't control it."

"Of course Huang Xiaojue won't listen to her gossip, but what about his parents?"

Yan Xixi was silent for a while: "His parents also know about my past!"

Xu Xiaoya breathed a sigh of relief: "By the way, I forgot to ask you, last time you went to Huang Xiaojue's house, did his parents give you a red envelope?"

"Given 9999 yuan."

Xu Xiaoya was overjoyed: "God! Giving this amount proves that they must be very satisfied with you. Now I feel relieved."

Another call came in, Yan Xixi lowered her voice: "Stop talking, Xiaojue is calling."

"Okay, let's talk."

Huang Xiaojue's voice came: "Xinxi, my flight tomorrow afternoon is estimated to leave the airport at 05:30, my parents would like to invite you to dinner at home. I will pick you up at the company..."

"No, it's so late, you go home directly, I will wait for you at the gate of your community after get off work."

"also."

He smiled: "Xixi, you have to be mentally prepared..."

Yan Xixi's heart beat faster: "What?"

"Maybe my parents will bring up marriage. My mother hopes that I will get married as soon as possible so that she can hug her grandson..."

Yan Xixi didn't dare to speak, but luckily Huang Xiaojue couldn't see the embarrassment on her face through the phone.

That night, she couldn't sleep, so she sent a WeChat message to the stranger: "You said, why are women called leftover women if they don't get married?"

After a while, the other party replied: "That is a conspiracy. Within 10 years, there will be a large-scale surge of bachelor groups in our country, and this number will be between 4 and 6000 million. The relevant authorities are very worried about this issue, for fear that the huge bachelor groups will cause social problems. Turmoil, so I racked my brains to hype the concept of 'leftover women', fooling women into marrying quickly, even if it is a dead cat or a rat, if it can help solve a social crisis..."

Yan Xixi was full of worries, and also burst out laughing.

"What? Miss, are you really afraid of becoming a leftover woman? Don't worry, if no one wants you, I will consider it."