The wealthy little wife: BOSS adults entangled in the door

She was shocked by this dirty picture - because of her own dirtyness - because of Fang Likun's dirty thinking - everyone has a past - but she can't forget these pasts.

In her bones, she is actually a typical perfectionist, surprisingly stubborn——Qiao Zhi, I never want to wait to be picked on the spot.

The man I want is definitely not the one picked out by Jiang Yueming.

Why does she have to choose me every time to have a choice?

Why does it have to be her who doesn't want it every time--you will turn around and love me?

If she turned around and pursued you, loved you again, changed her mind, and started a new life-how would you choose?

To throw me away again and accept her again?

Is this love true love?

If the requirements were not so high, it would be enough to make do with it-but, it is not what it used to be.

Today's Fang Likun is no longer the former Li Xiaobao.

She gently pushed him away and actually smiled: "Qiao Zhi, you will be discharged from the hospital soon."

It was just one step away, but without the warmth of a hug, the whole atmosphere became cold.

"From tomorrow, I won't be able to see you. I want to go home to visit my mother's grave, and then I have to pack up and deal with some sundries. I don't want to keep the research institute waiting for a long time, because they have been waiting for the delay. pay my salary..."

As soon as she signed the contract, she was given one month's paid vacation, and the generous salary had already been credited to her account.

Taking people's money and working for others, she has always been very dedicated.

Mu Qiaozhi wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything, just watched her go out silently.

At that time, the night had already enveloped the land, and the wind was blowing outside the window, and it changed in an instant, and there was a light rain - it really was raining in the Qingming season.

He stood at the window for a long time, stubbornly watching her back completely disappear on the lawn—then her legs gave way and she collapsed to the ground.

Not being loved is such a terrible thing.

This is Fang Likun's first journey back home after many years.

To be precise, it was her mother's hometown - a remote mountain village.

There is no hilly area with any special products, and there is no development value. After 30 years, all young and middle-aged people have gone to work in other places, leaving only the old and weak, women and children.

However, this does not affect its beauty in spring: the wild flowers are in full bloom, the grass is green, the peach blossom and pear blossoms are in bloom, followed by a bunch of acacia flowers.

The newly built highway stretches for several kilometers from the small town to the countryside. The quality is very good, and it has been widely recited by the locals. They also named this highway: Fang Likun Road.

However, Fang Likun knew that he couldn't bear the name—the money was paid by Qu Cunzi.

She was afraid of causing trouble, so she came back one day before the Ching Ming Festival holiday.

She drives a very ordinary car, and the trunk is full of all kinds of large denomination Ming coins, gold ingots, silver ingots, and various Mingyi toys...

From afar, she saw the rather imposing new tomb.Sure enough, it looked particularly outstanding in this secluded mountain village.It was a yin and yang place that a feng shui master had seen especially, and it was said to be the best feng shui in the small village. It was located in the middle, like a person sitting in the middle of a chair.

Fang Likun didn't study Fengshui and numerology, and he didn't care much about it, but his heart still trembled when he saw such a well-built tombstone.