I really don't want a second marriage

Finally, Ms. Luo Huimei, Xiaoyan's great mother, naturally did not agree to lend her clothes. Xiaoyan had no choice but to wear those childish clothes before, and then go back to get her luggage.

When she entered the door, she was startled by the scene in the house, and the smell almost made her unable to stand.

Shit

She had a terrible time recently, so Xiaoyan scolded herself for making the purple house look like this. After that, she quickly cleaned the house. She was out of breath. After taking a rest, Xiaoyan cleaned up her things.

Although the house was bought in the name of two people, after all... It's not her own.

She had a small apartment in the city. Her father bought it for her at the beginning, saying it was a dowry for her. Later, after her father and daughter turned against each other, Xiaoyan didn't go back to the small apartment.

But now she doesn't plan to go back to the small apartment. She plans to go home first and live with her mother for a period of time. Moreover, it's close to the hospital, which is convenient for her to run back and forth in the hospital, and she can take care of her mother.

Xiao Yan packed up everything before he dragged his suitcase out.

She was still holding the door key in her hand. Xiaoyan looked at the key for a long time. She should have sent it to Muzi, but at this time... She didn't want to see anyone for the time being.

So thinking about it, Xiao Yan put the key away first, and then dragged the suitcase away.

And the other side

Han Muzi handled the affairs in the company almost, and the affairs of Yeshi group came to an end. Just on Sunday, they went to Yejia's old house together.

Xiao Su, who got the news, was ecstatic.

Because he hasn't finished the task assigned to him by yetingchen. In this short day, he lived in deep water. Because he didn't have the literary color, he couldn't write it, so Xiao Su found a ghostwriter.

The ghostwriter is a great person. Write everything you want.

But Xiao Su -- I can't say it.

Those things didn't matter when I recalled them in my mind, but when I had to tell others about it, it became a little difficult to say. Finally, looking at the passage of time bit by bit, the time to leave the job was imminent, and Xiao Su was anxious.

The ghostwriter looked at him like this and wanted to comfort him.

"Don't worry. If something happens, just think you're an outsider. Tell me some big events you know, and then I'll connect them. Then I'll show you whether it's right or not."

outsider?

Think of yourself as an outsider?

Xiao Su coughed softly. Why didn't he think of it before? After that, Xiao Su seemed to find inspiration and told the ghostwriter what he knew and what had happened before.

The ghostwriter listened attentively and couldn't help sneering at the last.

"I said, big brother, how can you bear such a man? I really want to kill him now."

Xiao Su: "... You must not have such an idea. Write well when you write later. Don't vilify this character. If the information doesn't satisfy me, I won't give money."

Ghostwriter: "don't introduce... I'll just write it carefully and beautify it for you, OK?"

"No need to beautify. You can write it according to what I said. It should be true."

After all, this is what you want to see at night, not for your little grandmother. What are you doing to beautify him?

The ghostwriter nodded carelessly. There's no way. It's not easy to be a ghostwriter these days, and Xiao Su's price is really attractive. After writing this time, he can go back to Hu to eat and drink for a long time.

After that, they didn't do anything else all day. They were all working on this thing. When it was evening, the ghostwriter went back. Xiao Su stayed to see the materials written by the ghostwriter. It almost scared him to death.

Because he found that the ghostwriter wrote the image of yeshao into... The image of a dandy.

what the fuck!

Xiao Su suddenly felt bad and called the ghostwriter directly.

The ghostwriter tossed about all day. He was going to sleep at the moment. As a result, he received a call from Xiao su. He became nervous at the moment, "Mr. Xiao? What else is it so late?"

Xiao Su: "no, I just want to ask what you mean? What do you mean by writing this?"

Ghostwriter: "?"

"Didn't I just ask you to list the events clearly? Why did you add so many stories?"

Ghostwriter: "I didn't add those. Didn't you say those casually, Mr. Xiao? I think they're very interesting, so I'll write them down."

After that, the ghostwriter couldn't help praising, "at first, I only heard you say the event. I thought the man was a villain. Later, after listening to you say the small event, I suddenly felt that the man was really gentle inside, cold outside and hot inside, so..."

"So you changed to this? Are you really not afraid of death, or do you say you don't want money?"

Ghostwriter "... Money is also life!"

Xiao Su: "what the hell did you write?"

Xiao Su lowered his head and saw the words outlined by the ghostwriter. What? His mouth was filled with a wild smile. His eyes were as hot as fire, and his big hands

No, Xiao Su couldn't see it anymore. He almost broke his teeth.

"Don't take this as a novel script. This is the information I want to give my superiors. You..."

"Mr. Xiao, don't be angry. You're not your boss. How do you know your boss won't like my creation? As an author, I think it's more vivid and vivid to write so that your boss can quickly replace it and even enter the world. I don't think there's anything wrong with it."

"..." Xiao Su found that the other party was so stubborn that he could only close his eyes and gnash his teeth and ask, "do you want to change?"

"Don't change!" the ghostwriter insisted: "this is my principle. You can't change it just because you speak a few words, which will lose your artistic conception."

Xiao Su: "... Where is your home?"

"The third floor of Sunshine Community..."

Halfway through, the ghostwriter suddenly thought of something and asked vigilantly, "what are you going to do?"

"Find you and kill you."

Ghostwriter: "don't be impulsive. Killing is against the law and you want to go to jail. You have to be buried with me when I die."

"Hiss." Xiao Su sneered with disdain. "You're right. Killing is indeed against the law, but I'll hand in your information tomorrow, and I'll die. It's not a loss to pull you on your back tonight."

The ghostwriter trembled with surprise.

What kind of madman did he provoke??

last

Xiao Su: "change or not?"

Ghostwriter: "change!! must change!"

Xiao Su sneered: "just say no earlier."

Ghostwriter: "but it's late today. I'm going to bed. Why don't I go and change it for you early tomorrow morning?"

Xiao Su: "OK, I can't change it. I'll kill you."

Ghostwriter: QAQ!