The wealthy little wife: BOSS adults entangled in the door

However, there is also a faint worry in her heart, which is unique in her love history: she is clear in her heart that Qiao Zhijun left in a panic, half of escaping and half of being at a loss.

This man is completely different from the rich people she experienced before.

It's like a person sleepwalking, Jiang Yueming, I'm afraid he will wake up suddenly.

Just like he is at the airline ticket gate now, he stepped in with one foot and then backed out.

For the first time in her life, Jiang Yueming didn't capture a man's complete heart, but only a corner of it, and even this corner, she wasn't sure.

I just prayed secretly: Qiao Zhi, Qiao Zhi, I have paid too much for you, I hope you will never let me down in your life.

At this moment, she really desires: from now on, there will be no third place in the world.

At that time, Fang Likun was sitting on a high mountain, quietly looking at a deserted tombstone in front of him.

The densely packed tombstones are the destination of ordinary people after death.Moreover, this destination is by no means permanent. The money to buy a cemetery has a limited number of years and is short-lived.After the expiration, future generations must renew, otherwise, you will be driven away and become a lonely ghost.

Li Bo, deputy director of the Social Affairs Department of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, publicly declared that the cemetery only has the right to use, not ownership.

Poor people, they were house slaves when they were born, and grave slaves after death.

She was afraid, so she prepaid the 300-year fee.

That was a huge expense, and it was her savings for several years.

At that time, the people in the management office looked at her like a lunatic, and hurried to ask the leader for instructions. After a while, they replied cheerfully, saying that if you buy it for 300 years, they will give you the best discounted price based on the current market price.

That's a lot of money, and I don't know how reliable the management is.However, she was afraid that her mother would have no sense of security, so after she became financially capable, the first thing she did was not to buy a house, but to pay for her mother's cemetery.

She didn't care where her soul would go after death, but she knew that her mother did.

For thousands of years, the reason why people prefer sons to daughters is largely not for living, but for worrying that there will be no one to eat after death-burning incense and wax paper money.

Mother, as long as I have breath in this life, I will definitely come to visit you every year, so that the incense in front of your grave will continue.

Lots of paper money, generous sacrifices, and countless offerings.Including servants made of paper, the latest iPhones, cool Lamborghinis, designer clothes, jewelry... It's really hard for manufacturers in this industry to keep up with the trend of the times.

However, she couldn't laugh, her heart was pierced like a knife.

The son wants to support but the relative does not wait.

Mother, you will never see me today.

But what if you saw it?

She sits in front of her mother's grave, looking at the photo above.

It's not a photo of my mother after plastic surgery, but one carefully selected by her from the few single photos she had during her lifetime.On the face of her mother who had experienced many vicissitudes, there was a forced smile. In her memory, she could not remember when her mother really smiled carefree in this life.

There was no happy time in my mother's life.

This cemetery was bought by Mu Qiaozhi when she came back with her.At that time, she was overwhelmed with grief, dragged a sick body, and could do nothing, and Qiao Zhi was the one who attended the funeral, so she was not too shabby.

Qiao Zhi, Qiao Zhi.

From then on, he was her god.

She could no longer recall a part of her life without him.

The day her mother was buried, she had thought that this would be eternity—this man would surely become her lifelong sustenance and reliance.

Unexpectedly, there has never been eternity in this world.

That person will never belong to me again.

Someone took a knife and chopped off the vines on the big tree.

She was in so much pain that she was about to cry, but she couldn't make a sound or shed tears.

(Everyone bookmark, comment, add more. Don't worry, Jiang Yueming has been proud for too long, but her tragedy has just begun.) However, there is also a faint worry in her heart, which is unique in her love history: she is clear in her heart, Qiao Zhijun Walking away in a panic, half of escaping and half of being at a loss.

This man is completely different from the rich people she experienced before.

It's like a person sleepwalking, Jiang Yueming, I'm afraid he will wake up suddenly.

Just like he is at the airline ticket gate now, he stepped in with one foot and then backed out.

For the first time in her life, Jiang Yueming didn't capture a man's complete heart, but only a corner of it, and even this corner, she wasn't sure.

I just prayed secretly: Qiao Zhi, Qiao Zhi, I have paid too much for you, I hope you will never let me down in your life.

At this moment, she really desires: from now on, there will be no third place in the world.

At that time, Fang Likun was sitting on a high mountain, quietly looking at a deserted tombstone in front of him.

The densely packed tombstones are the destination of ordinary people after death.Moreover, this destination is by no means permanent. The money to buy a cemetery has a limited number of years and is short-lived.After the expiration, future generations must renew, otherwise, you will be driven away and become a lonely ghost.

Li Bo, deputy director of the Social Affairs Department of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, publicly declared that the cemetery only has the right to use, not ownership.

Poor people, they were house slaves when they were born, and grave slaves after death.

She was afraid, so she prepaid the 300-year fee.

That was a huge expense, and it was her savings for several years.

At that time, the people in the management office looked at her like a lunatic, and hurried to ask the leader for instructions. After a while, they replied cheerfully, saying that if you buy it for 300 years, they will give you the best discounted price based on the current market price.

That's a lot of money, and I don't know how reliable the management is.However, she was afraid that her mother would have no sense of security, so after she became financially capable, the first thing she did was not to buy a house, but to pay for her mother's cemetery.

She didn't care where her soul would go after death, but she knew that her mother did.

For thousands of years, the reason why people prefer sons to daughters is largely not for living, but for worrying that there will be no one to eat after death-burning incense and wax paper money.

Mother, as long as I have breath in this life, I will definitely come to visit you every year, so that the incense in front of your grave will continue.

Lots of paper money, generous sacrifices, and countless offerings.Including servants made of paper, the latest iPhones, cool Lamborghinis, designer clothes, jewelry... It's really hard for manufacturers in this industry to keep up with the trend of the times.

However, she couldn't laugh, her heart was pierced like a knife.

The son wants to support but the relative does not wait.

Mother, you will never see me today.

But what if you saw it?

She sits in front of her mother's grave, looking at the photo above.

It's not a photo of my mother after plastic surgery, but one carefully selected by her from the few single photos she had during her lifetime.On the face of her mother who had experienced many vicissitudes, there was a forced smile. In her memory, she could not remember when her mother really smiled carefree in this life.

There was no happy time in my mother's life.

This cemetery was bought by Mu Qiaozhi when she came back with her.At that time, she was overwhelmed with grief, dragged a sick body, and could do nothing, and Qiao Zhi was the one who attended the funeral, so she was not too shabby.

Qiao Zhi, Qiao Zhi.

From then on, he was her god.

She could no longer recall a part of her life without him.

The day her mother was buried, she had thought that this would be eternity—this man would surely become her lifelong sustenance and reliance.

Unexpectedly, there has never been eternity in this world.

That person will never belong to me again.

Someone took a knife and chopped off the vines on the big tree.

She was in so much pain that she was about to cry, but she couldn't make a sound or shed tears.

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