The rich and powerful: the first lady of Mo Shao

Chapter 3 Graduation, Goodbye

Mo Qing buttoned the last button of his shirt, turned his face, "This is the end of our relationship, from now on, please disappear before my eyes, do you understand?"

Speaking so clearly, even if Leng Yan is a brain made of stone, he immediately understood, is he breaking up with himself?No, the word breakup is only applicable to men and women in love, and the relationship between them is only creditor and debt slave. This should be regarded as a kind of termination of the contract!

But Leng Yan didn't have the joy of being a serf and singing, and even...she even had a little nostalgia and reluctance...I have to say, in front of Mo Qing, she will never be able to have a backbone, which really fits the sentence The saying goes that whoever loves first in a relationship loses.

Leng Yan walked out of the bedroom in a daze. In the living room, a slightly affluent middle-aged woman was holding a vacuum cleaner and cleaning up the dust on the floor.

This is the maid of Mo Zhai, surnamed Li. When she smiled, her two dimples were particularly obvious, and she was quite girlish. Seeing Leng Yan coming out, Mrs. Li quickly put down the vacuum cleaner, picked up the bag next to her, and handed it to Leng Yan. , "Miss Leng, your clothes."

Leng Yan said that every time he came, the clothes he wore would always stay in Mo Zhai, but when he left, he would wear new clothes. The old clothes had been torn into rags, and they could be used as mops. This fierce tearing method forcefully tore her soul to pieces.

Buying new clothes for Leng Yan, this may be the only rare thoughtfulness Mo Qing has.

Leng Yan took the new clothes and walked into the bathroom. When she put them on, she deliberately hid the tag inside. When she got back to the dormitory, she took them off and sold them on the second-hand market at a low price. What she needed was never a new dress.

The relationship between us ends here, from now on, please disappear before my eyes... from now on, please disappear from my eyes... from now on, please disappear before my eyes...

Mo Qing's cold and heartless words kept repeating in Leng Yan's mind, disappeared?When is she a bubble?Say it disappears, it disappears...

When Leng Yan returned to the dormitory, Du Xiangxiang was searching for jobs on 58.com, and saw a series of recruiting sales, basic salary plus commission, a monthly income of tens of thousands is not a dream, what else is there to hire a bar attendant, a daily salary of 300, no experience package The training is full of liar advertisements.

The resumes she has been investing in all the time have disappeared, and there is no company to invest in, but she is desperately trying to explode her mobile phone. Most of them are about real estate, car insurance, life insurance and so on. Du Xiangxiang yelled into the phone speechlessly She said, "My sister's mouth is for singing, for singing, understand?"

"So angry!" As soon as Leng Yan pushed open the door, he heard Du Xiangxiang's high-decibel roar.

Du Xiangxiang closed the notebook, put her chin in both hands, and sang helplessly, "Don't hurt me again..."

Leng Yan came over, sat next to her, and comforted her, "Don't worry, the number of graduates is growing like mushrooms every year. It's natural to be under great pressure, and only when you are under great pressure are you motivated!"

Du Xiangxiang turned her face and looked at Leng Yan's brand-name dress, which was the latest fashion week style. She sighed softly, with a slightly envious tone, "You don't have to worry, you have a rich boyfriend , that's good!"

Du Xiangxiang's only evaluation of Leng Yan's boyfriend is that he is rich, but this so-called "boyfriend" is just today, without giving her even a bit of buffer time, he just kicked her away, just like back then, She didn't even have time to catch her breath, and she became a debt slave.

Thinking of this, Leng Yan's eyes drifted a little, thinking it was a dream... She seemed to have had an unreal dream last night. Mo Qing was so gentle that she didn't even dare to open her eyes. In a blink of an eye, the dream is gone... From now on, please disappear before my eyes, these words sounded in Leng Yan's ears again, she smiled bitterly, this is Mo Qing!Such a clear distinction, with a cold voice, this is the Mo Qing she knows.

Leng Yan didn't say a word, Du Xiangxiang thought that Leng Yan thought he was mocking her, she was not such a snobbish person, besides, she was just talking about it, she didn't think how good Leng Yan's boyfriend was, looking at Every time Leng Yan shows a timid attitude, she knows that Leng Yan definitely belongs to the party who suffers, she uses her arm to turn Leng Yan beside her, "I'm just joking, even if you don't rely on your boyfriend, you are now famous If you go up there, it will be a smash hit!"

Leng Yan rested her hands on her cheeks, squeezed her mouth into a cartoon version of a small cherry mouth, and said in a slightly sad tone, "I heard that the graduation season is the season of breaking up," she suddenly blinked again, put down With both hands, bulging cheeks, "But for me, it will be the beginning of a new life."

As soon as Du Xiangxiang heard it, she knew that the girl was broken in love, so she quickly patted Leng Yan on the shoulder, "Our family's Yanyan is the best! There is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world, why bother to fall in love with a poisonous weed."

poisonous weed?Du Xiangxiang really knows how to use metaphors. To her, Mo Qing is indeed a poisonous weed, a poison that is easily addicted. When it hurts, it hurts so much that you can't live it. When you hate it, you gnash your teeth with hatred.

She graduated in a blink of an eye, but Du Xiangxiang was still on the way to find a job. Her mentality of not achieving high enough but not achieving low level caused her to run into obstacles repeatedly, and also made her lose the confidence to become more courageous.

On the eve of her graduation, Leng Yan received an audition invitation from an advertising company. She had been waiting for news from the record company, but there was no reply. Considering that she was about to run out of money, she agreed without hesitation.

Du Xiangxiang set foot on the way back home with a big suitcase, coldly said to send her to the train station, and hugged her reluctantly, "If you can't get along in my hometown, when I become famous in the future, please be my manager." people."

Du Xiangxiang gently patted Leng Yan on the back. In the past four years, she and Leng Yan have become best roommates and best friends. They share each other's secrets, discuss other people's gossip, comfort each other's frustration, embrace each other's achievements, Now, this walk has brought back all those good memories.

"Yanyan, you need to become famous quickly! I can sell your personalized signature on my T-shirt for a high price in exchange for some rations."

Du Xiangxiang was at this time, and still didn't forget to make a joke. She said coldly that she wanted to cry and laugh at the same time, and stretched out her finger like a child, "pull the hook."

"Pull the hook, hang yourself, you can't change it for 100 years, and whoever changes it will marry an ugly husband." Du Xiangxiang can always make up strings of words, and thinks coldly that if she doesn't sing, talk about cross talk or something, maybe she can still Get a name out of it!

The two bid farewell at the train station like this, and the same scene went back to many years ago, when she stood on the platform seeing off her parents, but it was the last time.

(End of this chapter)