The rich president let me go: fall in love with you after drunk

Chapter 3 One Night...

Don't care about this matter, let's talk about it, no matter how nervous Ms. Ning is, she can't let her go so easily because of her physical discomfort, and let her lie on her bed for a day with her stomach in her arms.And her mind got stuck for a while, and she forgot to ask for leave from the company. The company even sent someone to call to ask if she couldn't adapt to the high-intensity work or something.

The window was whistling by the wind, the sky suddenly changed, hung up the phone, Ningxia looked up, the window was already gloomy, yesterday, it was still golden and scorching sun, so it changed its face so soon, God, it really cooperated with me work. '

Ning Xia laughed at himself, turned over and struggled from the bed.She had been lying on the bed in a daze for a whole day, and if she didn't get up again, it was estimated that the thunder in the sky would strike her first.I am neither a rich lady, nor is the other party my lover and lover. Even if I suffer to death on this three-acre land, I will not win a piece of sympathy. Why am I being hypocritical here? energy?Pain, pain deserves it, I found it myself, who told me to be whimsical?
Ningxia's head subconsciously summed up the incident she had done, "If you lose your wife and lose your army, you can't steal a lot of rice." I went through it in my mind.Ningxia didn't want to make herself feel regretful, what she needed was her own memory, to let go of her mind.

It wasn't until Xing Zijing's phone call that Ning Xia calmed down a little bit, thinking about how she should face her old friend over the phone for many years.

"Xia Xia, have you asked Fang Shao, what did he say?"

"No, Zijing, forget it, people like Fang Shao are not something I can provoke. How can someone like me be able to talk..."

"My... my... Maybe I don't remember people like me... I, I'd better forget it..."

"We will try our best to take care of my friend's house. There is nothing difficult to deal with. You don't have to worry about it."

Ning Xia faltered and tried to fool things, but Xing Zijing had already noticed something from her unnatural tone.

"Xia Xia, are you okay?"

Ningxia said it was fine, thank you, but her face was already swept away by the doomsday wind, depressed and depressed.

Well, how could it be good? She was so unhappy in her heart.She was unhappy, not because she did that kind of thing with Fang Shiyou, but because she was overwhelmed, was she a supermodel or an actress?Is it My Fair Lady or the Peerless Beauty?She is nothing, she has forgotten who she is and what her night is worth.

There is no fairness in this society, what's more, you have to trade unfairness for unfairness.Seeing restlessness, exaggeration, and materialistic desires, Ning Xia felt that such things about her were really nothing to others.This society has given this kind of relationship a good description, one night... love...

This was a word so far away from me. Ning Xia, who had never even held a boy's hand, was really knocked down by what she did yesterday.Taking advantage of the cloudy sky and before the rain fell, Ning Xia hurried downstairs holding the 'evidence' of last night.She burned the bed sheet, mixed with blood and dirt, her bloom and his possession.

Ningxia was wearing slippers pajamas, and the biting cold wind made her shiver involuntarily.The flames jumped and flaunted, as if they wanted to swallow the darkness that was slowly coming, but in the end, they were defeated by the night and bowed their heads.

Not long after, the wind took away the ashes, and Ningxia was stunned, only to find that there was nothing on the ground, only black scum left.

When Ning Xia entered the unit door, there was already a trace of coldness on the tip of her nose, and when she looked back, a fine and dense drizzle had already fallen.

Let's go, let's go, after the download, there will be nothing left, there will be no trace left, I hope this matter can pass without a trace...

As if something was on his mind, Ning Xia's legs gave way and he fell onto the bed.The physical discomfort is still there, but life will not slow down because of it.Ning Xia looked at the memo on his mobile phone, and silently made a 'come on' gesture.

(End of this chapter)