Domestication of dear wives: AA system for wealthy transactions

Face was originally a joke, but after he finished speaking, Liancheng Yazhi locked her eyes tightly and said, "Then just say it."

He wants to hear what her so-called hellish life is like, and see what else she can make up.

She smiled awkwardly: "Mr. Liancheng, you... really want to hear it?"

Liancheng Yazhi slowly rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, assuming that if you don't say anything, I will beat you up, and said viciously: "Say, I don't do anything today, just listen to what you say."

Yanyan swallowed her saliva, no, it's not easy to fool around with this matter today.

It seems that I really need to talk to Liancheng Yazhi about one, two, three, four, otherwise he won't finish the calculation.

Rong Yan clenched her fists and made up her mind, she said: "Well, since you are so interested in my story, it would be too embarrassing for me not to tell it, but... before I say it, can I light a cigarette first? "

After a while, Liancheng Yazhi reluctantly nodded.

He didn't know why Rong Yan had to light a cigarette, he especially didn't like Rong Yan smoking, he had seen her twice, and felt uncomfortable after watching her every time.

But this time, Liancheng Yazhi could see that if he didn't nod his head, Yanyan might not say it easily.

With a happy face, she patted him on the shoulder: "Mr. Liancheng, please sit down first, my business is as smelly and long as the old woman's foot wrap, please sit down and listen slowly."

After talking about her appearance, she ran to find her bag, found cigarettes and a lighter.

Rongyan lit a cigarette and sat opposite Liancheng Yazhi.

She didn't want to smoke, but she was afraid that the small movements of her hands would show flaws inadvertently, so she had to have something in her hand.

With a skillful face and posture, she was holding a cigarette. She didn't smoke it. She let the slender cigarette burn slowly. Looking at the smoke from the cigarette end, she opened it like a box that had been dusty for many years. things poured out.

Face's voice slowly rang out in the room, like a melodious tune from an old phonograph, carrying the vicissitudes of time.

"Before I was ten years old, I lived in fear every day. At that time, life was very difficult. Sometimes I could only eat one meal a day. I was afraid that my mother would send me to an orphanage or give it to others. When I went to bed at night I didn’t dare to sleep too much, because at that time we often moved, and most of them were in the middle of the night, and I was afraid that if I didn’t wake up, she would have left me when I opened my eyes.”

Rong Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and continued nonchalantly: "Every time I go out with my mother, she hugs Rong Jia, and I follow behind, closely, I dare not grab her hand, because she Her hand will never hold me, and of course she sometimes stretches out her hand to me, so every time she hits me, no matter how fun and lively it is on the street, I will not take a second look, because I know, Once I get lost by myself, she will never look back for me. I keep thinking, does she have the same thought every time she takes me out shopping? It's just too normal for a kid."

Speaking of this, Yan Yan felt that her eyes were a little dry. She raised her hand and took a puff. After the smoke came out of her mouth, she continued: "This kind of life lasted until I was ten years old. My mother met Rong Shenghai."

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