A life of financial freedom

Yi Ke: "What kind of person is this? He destroys other people's marriages and then comes to be a good person."

Zhang's mother also spoke: "There is always no shortage of scum in the world!"

Zhang's father sighed.

Zhang Yan was silent, went upstairs, and soon changed her clothes and went out.

"Hey? Yanyan, where are you going?" asked her best friend Yi Ke.

"I'm going to find Shang Weiming."

Zhang's mother said: "He disappeared and there is no news."

Zhang Yan replied softly: "Legally speaking, he is my husband and I am his wife."

The two have obtained a marriage certificate, and marriage does not deny their relationship.

When she left home, she saw Zhang Yan sitting in front of the house, frowning: "Why are you sitting here?"

Added: "What happened between Shang Weiming and me has nothing to do with you, you don't need to worry about it, and I don't have any feelings for you anymore."

Chu Fang: "... ..., my legs are numb from squatting."

Zhang Yan: "Whatever you want."

After that, he drove away directly, and Chu Fang tapped his legs, stood up slowly, and sighed: "Chu Fang, Chu Fang, you are such a bastard, why are you so reckless?"

If I wasn't too proud, if I didn't have the feast, what happened today wouldn't have happened.

And Zhang Yan and Shang Weiming could enter the marriage hall and grow old together.

He regretted his behavior. I

When his legs relaxed, Chu Fang left immediately.

Using the 'money ability' to find Shang Weiming's home address, he went to ask Shang Weiming where he was now?

And Shang Weiming's parents stared at him like an enemy. If eyes could kill, he would have been torn into pieces by five horses.

A marriage was disrupted, the daughter-in-law was gone, the son disappeared, and it was all Chu Fang's fault.

"Sorry, please leave." Shang Weiming's father said.

"May I ask for your son's contact information..."

Bang.

Before he finished speaking, the door of the room slammed shut, and Chu Fang was frustrated.

Embarrassing.

He had never hit more walls in his life than today.

But what could he do?

He could only forgive the other party.

Who asked him to disrupt the marriage of the two families.

... ...

Late at night, in the bar, colorful lights, crazy music, and the smell of alcohol.

Shang Weiming sat in a booth, dazed, with a few friends around him.

A man hugged his shoulders and consoled him, saying, "Bye, bye, the next one will be even better! Look, there are good girls everywhere!"

Another friend also said, "You are lucky not to marry Zhang Yan."

A man with dyed yellow hair nodded, "That's right!"

He counted on his fingers and said, "First, your family is a listed company with a market value of more than 1 billion yuan, and you are a rich man; while Zhang Yan's family is much poorer, and she was still raising money for her company last year."

"Second, marrying a girl you don't like, how uncomfortable will your married life be after that, just like..."

The first friend who spoke continued, "It's like clocking in at work!"

The yellow-haired man snapped his fingers, and then two women came, both of whom had beautiful faces and proud figures.

Huang Mao said to the two women: "My brother is heartbroken. You should accompany him today. If you do well, you will be rewarded."

The two women's eyes lit up, and they immediately sat on the left and right sides of Shang Weiming, with their arms around each other's shoulders. The latter frowned, pushed the two away, and said:

"Sorry, I have something to do at the company."

After that, Shang Weiming left. The three friends looked at each other. The first man who spoke said: "Weiming is really something. It has come to this point today, and he is still like this. What's so good about Zhang Yan that he is not interested in women."

Huang Mao sighed: "Maybe this is love!"

"Love? How much is it worth?"

The second man who spoke spoke, looking thoughtful:

"But I'm curious, what kind of boy is even better than Weiming, and makes Zhang Yan obsessed with him?"

Huang Mao said: "I heard from Yi Ke that he is a guy from the countryside."

"Ah?" The other two were surprised.

Huangmao continued, "But he is worth at least 1 billion."

The other two suddenly understood that the self-made rich are indeed more attractive than the rich second generation.

... ...

Shang Weiming left the bar, holding his head, feeling a little pain.

It was not because he drank, he did not drink a drop of alcohol in the bar, but because he did not drink, and did not use alcohol to temporarily forget what happened today.

How good would it be if that thing did not happen?

He stopped a taxi, and the driver asked, "Where are you going, sir?"

Shang Weiming was stunned.

Where should I go?

Go home?

It was so hard to form a family, and it was broken... ...

Shang WeimingHe sighed and had to report the address of the expensive villa.

Arriving in front of the villa, with the help of the moonlight, looking at the villa, the place where he and Zhang Yan would live in the future, now has ended...

"Uh... Hello." A voice came from the corner of the edge of the villa.

Shang Weiming was very familiar with that voice. If it weren't for the owner of that voice, he wouldn't have fallen to this point.

Shang Weiming spoke honestly: "I hate you very much."

Chu Fang responded: "Sorry."

He was sure that today's "sorry, sorry" was the most in more than 20 years.

Chu Fang said: "Don't you want to know why I can find you?"

Shang Weiming shook his head and went into the villa, and he followed him.

Walking into the yard, Shang Weiming looked up at the villa and fell into a daze, while Chu Fang brought cold dishes and wine and asked: "Drink something? A drink will relieve all worries!"

Shang Weiming did not refuse, and the two sat on the lawn immediately.

Chu Fang asked, "Do you still like Zhang Yan?"

"You are such a bullshit!" The alcohol entering Shang Weiming's blood stimulated him, and he was no longer polite and started to swear:

"I don't like Zhang Yan, but I like you, right? Who are you?"

Chu Fang: "..."

If it weren't for my trouble, I would have to say something to you.

"Then why did you end that marriage?"

Shang Weiming rolled his eyes: "It's none of your business! Can you accept that your wife has another man in her heart? She likes you."

Chu Fang said, "Maybe not?"

Shang Weiming kicked him lightly: "Get lost."

"Let's make a bet." Chu Fang said after drinking, "I confess to Zhang Yan, I bet Zhang Yan refuses, you bet Zhang Yan accepts..."

Before he finished speaking, Shang Weiming shook his head: "No bet! I won't use her as a bet."

In fact, Chu Fang doesn't like "polite" boys like Shang Weiming, and many women have the same attitude.

There is no need to be so ‘respectful and polite’ when men and women get along with each other. Although the image created is very good and positive, it is very boring.

Add some ‘rude’ actions when appropriate.

Just like when he gets along with Zhong Tingyue, he has never been respectful and polite, but full of bickering and pulling, and even some ‘dirty, words’.

How many saints are there in the world?

We are all ordinary people, there is no need to pretend to be so qing (high) high (clear), sometimes it is okay to be mahjong.

The two drank wine, and under the stimulation of alcohol, Shang Weiming spoke more: "You are a bastard!"

"I agree with anyone who says I am a bastard, but you can't!" As soon as the words came out, Shang Weiming wanted to pinch Chu Fang's neck. He gently opened his hands and said:

"If I were a bastard, could you walk into the marriage hall with Zhang Yan? You are dreaming."