Secret Lovers of Senior Officials: Alipay for Marriage

Until the last step, she actually didn't want to.

Now that things have happened, she realizes that she is a mediocre person after all: there is really no way to deal with it in an aboveboard way - this soil does not allow you to be aboveboard.

She has insomnia all night.

When I got up to drink water in the middle of the night, I saw a lot of hair falling out on the pillow, entangled in a mess.

The mobile phone was placed by the bedside and turned on 24 hours a day, but the familiar WeChat never rang again—never.

As time goes by, she no longer looks forward to it, not even sad.

She was only thinking about how to deal with Yang Wei and the others.In a trance, as if going back to the past years, a female liar is dealing with all kinds of men every day, fighting wits and courage.

That's right, nothing matters except death. In this world, except yourself, no one is obliged to protect you for the rest of your life.

Everyone's greatest reliance is only herself!

The Huang family was bustling like never before.

Mama Huang's cards are full of friends.

As factory flowers back then, Mama Huang's old sisters had long since gone bankrupt and lived in distress, and gradually became dizzy.The well-maintained Huang Ma is outstanding, and gradually she can't get along with them.Fortunately, her son was upbeat, and all of a sudden, there were a lot of guests in her house, and the class of visiting female guests was greatly improved. They were all respectable people who were envied and respected by ordinary people.

They all compliment Huang Ma very much.

Today, Huang's mother is lucky and in a good mood. She was in a good mood when she received a call from her son: "Mom, you should leave immediately and come to my aunt's house..."

"Son, you're back? Why don't you just go home? Why are you going to your aunt's house?"

"There is something, mom, you and my dad will come right away."

Before she answered, Huang Xiaojue had already hung up the phone.

Huang's mother felt something strange in her heart, and immediately broke up the game. When she went downstairs, Lao Huang's car was already waiting, and it was obvious that she also answered her son's call.

"Old man, what do you think your son is doing at my sister's house?"

Lao Huang was slightly uneasy.After the fight, Huang Xiaojue never went to his aunt's door again.Today, I just came back from a business trip and went straight to my aunt's house?What is this for?

At that time, Yang Wei had just arrived home.

He was humming a ditty, but he was distracted. He just walked to the door of the house, but he saw the door was open, and there were people in the room: mother, wife, Huang Xiaojue.

He was instinctively uneasy, and he called out "cousin..."

Huang Xiaojue has already rushed up before the word "di" fell out of his mouth.

Fists, like raindrops, fell on him.

Yang Wei was caught off guard, covered his head tightly and howled loudly.

The aunt and daughter-in-law were all stunned, as were Huang's mother and Lao Huang who had just arrived.

"Xiaojue..."

"Son, let go, you let go..."

"Don't fight, stop fighting..."

Everyone hurriedly pulled Huang Xiaojue and Yang Wei away, Yang Wei collapsed on the ground and howled, and his aunt also cried loudly: "Xiaojue, are you crazy?? Why did you hit your brother? Why did you?"

Huang's mother was also very displeased: "Xiaojue, are you crazy? Why did you beat your brother when you came back?"

Huang Xiaojue waved his mother's hand away: "It was too late for me to hit him, so that you all dared to use my banner as a domineering..."

You—not him!

But everyone has no time to tell the difference.

The aunt yelled: "What did my son do? He has been working hard recently, is very motivated, and never causes trouble. Huang Xiaojue, even if we are in your favor, you have no right to beat him like this..."

Huang Xiaojue sneered: "Ask Yang Wei, what did he do?"

(Today is here, the peak of the plot is coming soon, please look forward to the big guy who picks his feet... Also: at 8 o'clock in the evening on March 82117th, I will send red envelopes to readers in the WeChat group. Welcome to add me on WeChat: yxyq[-], and grab red envelopes. )