Prosperity Rebirth: The CEO's wife is about to be promoted!

Chapter 12 Deciding to Get a Job
Song Xiaoxiao was caught in a dilemma. It would be false to say that she was not moved, but she couldn't decide her life because of being moved. That would be a disrespect for each other.Song Xiaoxiao knew that she had to make a choice, and in the end she couldn't hurt anyone.

The cramped air flows in the room, like the deep feeling of the sea, like the ups and downs. You can only know yourself, and the light cannot enter.

"Brother A Sheng, I know you are good to me. This time I walked through the death line, and some things have been unable to figure it out. These things are still replaying in my mind. I want a period of time to understand. Clear myself, I hope Brother Asheng can understand that I can't go back to the carefree Song Xiaoxiao I used to be, I have to earn money to support my mother and me, although I like you, I can't always rely on your help, so What's the difference between me and a moth, it makes me feel like I have no self-esteem."

"Xiao Xiao, why did you say this suddenly? I always treat my aunt as my own mother. I don't care."

"Brother Asheng, you know my temper. The things I decide will not change. Even if I am with you in the future, I hope that I will be able to support my family." Song Xiaoxiao said resolutely.

"Okay, Brother Asheng is waiting for you. If you have any ideas, please tell me immediately." Looking at Song Xiaoxiao's stubborn expression, Song Sheng couldn't bear to force her at all, so he could only comply. .

Perhaps, people who have experienced life and death will really change.This is Song Sheng's explanation to himself.

At the next table, a handsome man and a beautiful woman.

"Brother Mo, look at the boy over there who failed in his marriage proposal, how pitiful." Tang Youyou said coquettishly to Ling Anmo with a small mouth.

Of course Ling Anmo also heard what the couple next door said. Hearing what Tang Youyou said, he turned his head and looked in Song Xiaoxiao's direction.

The refreshing short hair makes people feel like a spring breeze when they look at it. This is the first time Ling Anmo feels when he sees Song Xiaoshi.

Ling Anmo, the third young master of the Ling family, is also Chen Qiaoan's best friend and supporter. He has a handsome face with a naughty smile. He likes to wander among all kinds of flowers. He is known as the prodigal son of a wealthy family in the circle.

Tang Youyou is Tang Ruhua's cousin. She has been close to Tang Ruhua since she was a child. She looks like a dog leg in front of Tang Ruhua, and looks like a proud young lady outside. Of course, she is delicate and pitiful in front of men.

Today is Tang Xiaoxiao's funeral, and Tang Youyou, who has always been at odds with Tang Xiaoxiao, naturally won't go, she doesn't even need to put on a show, so she comes here to date Ling Anmo, this cafe also happens to be owned by the Ling family .

Tang Youyou has a delicate baby face, but her figure is top-notch. Naturally, Young Master Mo, who has always been known as a prodigal son, will not reject her.

Song Xiaoxiao didn't see this pair of superb men and women, she was still talking to Song Sheng, and firmly told Song Sheng that she was looking for a job.

Perhaps in the eyes of people who don't know the truth, Song Xiaoxiao's performance is a bit unreasonable, and she still feels incomprehensible when facing such a persistent person.

Before the words were finished, "Forgive me for not sending flowers anymore, the wounds should heal, and the cemetery is only afraid when the petals are all over my heart..." Song Xiaoxiao's cell phone rang suddenly.

Song Xiaoxiao took out her mobile phone from her bag, the word "Mom" was extremely conspicuous, Song Xiaoxiao quickly connected the phone, "Xiaoxiao, where are you, mom is feeling a little sick now, come back." Lin Jiahui said in a low voice A weak voice came from the phone.

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